All Chapters of Shotgun Marriage with the President’s Son: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Warning: This chapter includes content that may be triggering to some readers, such as discussions of self-harm. Please read with caution. Mabilis na kumilos ang dalaga nang tinanghali ito ng gising. Late na naman kasi ito sa kanyang trabaho, at kung hindi siguro bibisita ang kanyang ina sa kanilang kompanya, ay baka natutulog pa siya hanggang ngayon. Soleil hates working. Pinakaayaw niya sa lahat ang pagtatrabaho. Why would she work when her parents can work for her? Oo nga pala, kailangan na niyang magtrabaho dahil kung hindi, wala na siyang ipambibili ng gusto niyang bilhin. In short, wala nang magbibigay ng mga luho niya, unless someone could spoil her, but no. Not even her boyfriend could ever do that to her. “You’re turning twenty-six, for Pete’s sake, Soleil! How can you still act like a child, waiting for someone to hand you money just so you can spoil yourself? You’re not a kid anymore! It’s time to grow up, get up, and start working!” Iyon ang laging litanya ng kanyang i

Soleil glanced at the approaching vehicle and, in a desperate attempt to escape her overwhelming reality, she ran towards the street, aiming to stage her death. But before the car could reach her, she lost consciousness. She awoke to a strange sensation on her neck; her vision blurred. The overwhelming realization that she was still alive confused her. Napahalinghing siya ng mahina at humarap sa isang lalaki na naglalapit ang mukha sa kanya. “Just kiss me; you’ve been holding yourself for, uh, I think for three minutes, sir,” panunukso ng dalaga sa binata. As Soleil's lips brushed against his, she felt a strange thrill and smirked slightly. The man, startled by the kiss, quickly adjusted his position and ended up on top of her. Soleil's heart raced as she looked into his eyes, desperately hoping he would be her savior. The man, Lysander, snapped back to reality and stared at her, his expression a mix of shock and bewilderment. He took in the scene before him—Soleil gasping for brea

SOLEIL YNA ONG Wala ako sa sariling napabalik sa condo ko kung saan naghihintay pala si Sasha. Naniningkit ang mga mata at nakapameywang pa. Nakasuot na ito ng office attire, a white blouse paired with pencil cut skirt. She’s also wearing a glasses since she’s nearsighted. “Where have you been, Sol? Hinahanap ka ng Mommy mo!” Hindi ko pinansin ang katanungan ni Sasha at tamad akong napaupo sa mahabang sofa, pero ilang sandali lang ay napahiga rin, inaalala ang nangyari kaninang madaling araw. I unconsciously touched my lips as his soft lips lingered in mine. I felt ecstatic. Sobrang lambot ng mga labi niya at parang gusto ko na lang halik-halikan. Nakakaadik, dahil sobrang tamis din ng kanyang labi, siguro dahil sa wine na kanyang nainom. Oh my! Nababaliw na ako! Inis kong ginulo ang buhok ko pero kaagad ding hinila ni Sasha ang kamay ko at pinaupo ako. “Sol! This is not the right time for your drama! Your dad’s birthday is coming up,” she yelled, frustration evident in her fac