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After marrying Zed, Yen soon realized that her perfect life was not what she expected. Zed harbored a dark flaw, a disorder that impacted their lives, creating insecurities and emotional turmoil. Committed to her marriage, Yen set about trying to solve their issues but this was soon challenged when she found herself having recurring dreams about another man. This man in her dreams was her boss but to Yen, they seemed more like memories than actual dreams, causing her to question her life and her very marriage to Zed. Did Yen have a forgotten past with her boss? If she were to search for answers, could they cause conflict or could it lead to happiness?
"Jellyfish, help!" I screamed from the top of my lungs as a soft and slimy thing brushed against my legs.
Wriggling my body and kicking my leg to shake it off, I could only watch in horror as the gelatinous, invertebrate animal floated away from me. I had heard how dangerous some of them could be and that their stings could be very painful. Some of its species are even lethal.
"Anybody who can get a vinegar?" a voice rang in my head before a pair of strong arms lifted me from the water. I got stunned when I saw that it was Mr. Kim.
Just a while ago, I took a plunge under the water after a strange emotion overwhelmed me. Mr. Kim Mori, the man in my dreams, just punished me with a glass of wine after losing a game. It was a swimming competition under the moonlit night where I lost consecutively for three rounds. Who could ever win under his gaze? I even felt like dying in thrill and excitement every time he looked at me.
I knew I had no right to feel this way; he just got married to a woman younger than me while I was also engaged to Zed, a man I was in a relationship with for seven long years. Aside from that, Mr. Kim Mori was the man behind Kim Yuan Microelectronics, Philippines. And I knew that the branch in Mactan Export Processing Zone, Cebu, Philippines was just one among the branches around the globe.
So, he was someone impossible for an ordinary accountant like me. He was as high and unreachable as the moon while I was just mud in the earth. Yet, I couldn't help myself from getting infatuated with him. Watching him through news portals and even through tabloids and magazines always made my day. And I didn't know what caused this madness within me because he was not a celebrity but a business magnate.
I only returned to my senses when I felt the hardness of the chaise lounge's surface. Mr. Kim put me down on it while the rest of the workers gathered. Then, someone came panting, handing out a bottle of vinegar.
"Here, Mr. Kim!" the all-too-familiar voice made me look up together with Mr. Kim. She rolled out her eyes at me after Mr. Kim took the bottle from her hand. I also felt like giggling.
"You should see a doctor if the pain gets unbearable," he murmured while glancing at me and while pouring the spicy and pungent fluid in my thigh.
I got caught in between looking at my stung leg and his face. It was when I realized I was only wearing a two-piece swimsuit. Before I dove into the water, I remembered tossing my swimwear cover-up in the chaise lounge where I placed my towel.
My face apparently drained its color because Mr. Kim looked at me worriedly. He probably thought I got scared of the sting since a jellyfish could be venomous. Yet, little did he know that it was because I was suddenly conscious of my nudity before him. I even caught him glancing secretly at the bulge between my thighs. And I knew the wet cloth had outlined the slit between the curves of my bottom lips.
"How do you feel?" he asked, looking into my eyes.
"I'm fine, Mr. Kim. I think that jellyfish is not the venomous type."
I suddenly got confused about how to position myself. If I pull myself up into an upright posture, his face would be closer to my full-sized busts. If I stay in my reclined position, he would have a clearer view of the thing between my thighs. And I turned paler at this thought because I had been fantasizing about him in bed. I was too scared that my reaction would show.
"Are you sure?" he asked. He was so close to me that I could even smell the alcohol through his breathing. For all those many games he lost, he would probably be drunk by now. The activity facilitators had never come up with other means of punishment except for letting the losers drink a glass of wine.
"Yes, sir. I just need a bath."
"Okay. I'll bring you to your room," he offered; and that was to carry me bridal style.
"No, sir! I can walk."
"No, sir. She must be tipsy already," came Ara's voice. I hurried to glance at her, only to find her grinning like a fool.
Mr. Kim straightened up and looked at Ara, perhaps considering what she said. Then, he lifted me from the chaise lounge without a word then sauntered towards the direction of our cottage. I noticed that there were times that he also stepped backward and staggered. Crazy as I was, I took advantage of this moment by staring into his face. I even got the nerve of hooking my arms around his neck. Perhaps, it was already the alcohol kicking in, but I didn't regret it. This moment may never happen again.
I then heard the sound of a twisting doorknob and a creaking door. A few seconds after that, my back already felt the soft cushion of the bed. Perhaps, I was so heavy that he was in a hurry to put me down, he did not turn the light on. But probably because of the light coming from the bathroom, I could still see him well.
Due to my weight and my arms around his neck, his face was so close to me when my head finally hit the bed. I got stunned for a moment and suddenly woke up to reality. My eyes widened as I looked back at him, and I realized that he was also staring at me. My heartbeats immediately turned a frenzy, and before I could take a breath, his lips closed on mine.
I stiffened for a moment, but his warm lips on my mouth gave me a strange and wonderful feeling. My mind was also screaming that it's already my fantasy coming true. And as what my thoughts had dictated, I found myself refusing to resist.
I kissed him back in equal fervor until his moves got deeper. He probed his tongue inside my mouth, and I met it with excitement. Soon, we took turns at twirling, probing, and sucking until a sense of pleasure broke within me. I suddenly wanted more of him that I didn't stop him when his hands started squeezing my soft cup. At first, he was gentle, but as we continued on exploring with our mouths, his squeezing became rough and possessive.
I moaned and arched my back to give him more of me until he took the cue. He then replaced his hands on my peaks with his mouth. He did it so slowly, teasing and taunting me. When his slow moves seemed to blow my mind away, I begged.
"More, please," I murmured as I tossed my body forward, begging for more exploration.
He listened after a while, and then I felt his lips went downward. I closed my eyes, feeling every inch of his touch until I felt my bikini slipping down. My heart almost stopped when I felt his tongue tracing my slit. When he finally found my button and closed his lips on it, I screamed. And I kept screaming until a surge of pleasure broke inside me, making my whole body tremble.
I no longer knew when Mr. Kim left the room. I closed my eyes for a long time, feeling the thrill of such an experience. When I opened my eyes, he was no longer there. I knew I couldn't hold him responsible for what he did; it was all my fault and the alcohol in my system. But this was something I would never forget, a memory that would last for a lifetime.
Left with no choice, I gave in to the enemy's demand. I agreed to dance with the alpha's daughter from Midwinter's pack on the night of my mating ceremony. I swayed with her. Spin her gracefully around the dance floor. The horrified eyes of my entire pack burn on me, demanding an explanation. I didn't just break the sacred rule we held on to for generations. I also ripped my mate's heart apart. Not giving her the honor of that last dance could mean one thing – it's over between us. .
We're both heartbroken. Ella lost a fiancé, and I lost a wife. Our paths crossed when I was trying to move on, and she in her denial stage. I thought we could help each other heal our broken hearts, so I tried to remove the guards I had been trying to secure around myself. And before I knew who she really was, I found myself falling in love again. However, fate always slaps me with its irony. Because I found out that all along, she was the secret enemy that had set out to destroy me. All because I was the one who caused her heartaches — the one who killed her fiancé.
Yen found out that she had been into a traumatic incident five years ago that caused her to forget a huge part of her past. And that past included her marriage to Kim, the CEO of the company she was working for. She may not have recognized him right away, but there was something about Kim that drew her emotionally to him. But having already married Zed, an almost perfect husband to her except for his sexual flaw, Yen found it hard to let him go. She tried to convince her boss to move on and let her live in peace with Zed, but Kim wasn't the kind to concede. What would happen then? Who would win the fight? And who would she choose in the end?
Indebted to Jim who accepted and loved her unconditionally despite her dark past, Jia vowed to forever give her life to him. She had no reason not to; Jim loved her and her son like his own. She thought she was over with Anthon, the man who caused her so much pain. Yet one day, their paths crossed again, and her heart began beating for him again. Torn between the sense of indebtedness and her own heart's desire, choosing then became so complicated. As both men were fighting for her love, who would she choose? Would she listen to her heart's desire, or would she keep her gratitude?
I stepped out of the prison doors towards the road of freedom. I should be happy because I had been here for five wretched years. All the pieces of evidence that my fiancee's lover set up to drive me out of her life pointed to me as the murderer. Little did I know that behind those bars inside the cell, my heart remained trapped. I stopped and turned to take a final glimpse of the building that had been my home for a long time. My lips twisted into a bitter smile, mocking at life's irony. All because of the truth that I no longer wanted to be free.
I learned about his secret, and my revenge began. I didn't care anymore about the consequences of my decision; I was too blinded by all the lies. I thought I'd laugh hard to see him crawling on the ground, but to my surprise, I didn't. Perhaps because the truth prevailed that this stubborn heart of mine still loved this man that I now despised. I lied to myself, denying this feeling for him. All because of my stupid revenge. Just when I thought I couldn't fool myself anymore, I realized I was too late. And I just couldn't cry hard enough.
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
A man like Travis Sinclair wants nothing more than a woman who matches his sexual prowess and is used to getting everything he wants. A cold-hearted billionaire ,he lives by one rule - no love, no commitment. Ayanna Davies isn't looking for a relationship. She's focused on her work and the financial security it brings. As a high end escort, her client is full of filthy rich men who are willing to pay handsomely for her services. But when Travis Sinclair becomes one of her clients, she begins twice about mixing work with pleasure. Not knowing that he is an old acquaintance whom she despises.
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"