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We Can't Have The Best of Both Worlds At The Same Time. He is bad, he is ruthless, he makes life hard for me but I keep on coming back. Maybe because I find the warmest touch in the coldest man that I know. And that warmth, consumed me, forever. prologue "F*ck Pey.. You are driving me crazy.." I turned my body around to face him. He is huge and long, no matter what I do, his masculinity doesn't just leave my body. I swung a few more times. His leg muscles stiffened. I can see how it stiffens with every movement I make on top of him. I heard him groaned, he balled his fists even. I know he is close but he is holding it back, he is really that stubborn. even his own happiness has to be canceled even though it's going to be there. "Hey.. I'm coming." He said breathlessly. I immediately moved my body away from him. I faced him on my knees. Chest to chest. I am panting while his eyes were closed. however, I still heard his chest beating. I caressed his handsome face. I only do this whenever he reaches the peak of happiness. The only moment that he wouldn't notice that I am watching him. Adoring his perfect structure. his defined jaw, chiseled nose and his long eyelashes. It's like an angel who came down from heaven. He opened his mouth as he gasped for air. His brown eyes sparkled a little. Yes, the eyes of this stupid are blue. I tweaked his thick hair to get revenge on this animal without him realizing it. I felt the gush of hot thick liquid in my back. I closed my eyes at the amount he released. If one isn't really good, I won't give it to you. but since he introduced me to this game, I couldn't say no. My body betrayed me badly. "Peyton.." He whispered while kissing the side of my ear. "One more." It's still a language. You are really shit Alec Xerxes Valdemar.
"Battle 1"
"Peyton Kamila Ramos..." Miss Minchin called me with a venomous tone. I couldn't help but roll my eyes before standing up.
Miss Minchin, whose biography probably had Luci and Santa----Lucifer and Satan, I mean--written as her parents. She was literally spit out from hell.
And she wasn't alone in tormenting me at the University of San Miguel---my alma mater which suddenly turned out to be a stopover to hell.
Suddenly, everyone in this school seemed to hate me. Yes, I'm not rich, just plain like me and my mom, but for crying out loud, I'm intelligent! And I could tell who was the cause of all my suffering.
"I saw you staring at Mr. Valdemar for quite some time now. Are you that attracted to him?" Her hand crossed her ample chest.
This certain Valdemar.
Since he appeared in the university this semester, I've been dodging him like I'm fleeing from death. I thought it was just a coincidence that whenever he bothered me and I snapped at him, I'd walk into class and suddenly my professor would unleash fire upon me.
But it seems like a cycle!
Every time Valdemar pesters me to spend time with him, which I don't even know why, something bad happens to me a few hours after I refuse him. It's like there's a green-skinned spell and curse book hanging in his briefs against me.
I feel like there are friends
of his, sprites and goblins, who always sprinkle magic dust on my irritation towards him. I'm just so thoroughly fed up with him.
And I didn't look at him when Miss Minchin saw me.
Because, you see, someone threw a small piece of paper at me, and I knew it was none other than the fish with the blue eye. He's so pathetic, a lustful creature who's absolutely enamored with my looks.
The first message I received from him?
I want to go between your thighs.
The second message?
I love your lips... I wonder how it tastes...
The third, and repeatedly?
Lunch?
Your smell is so addicting, Pey...
Your voice sounded like a moan.
Who wouldn't get annoyed, right?! And how can I believe when that jerk has a new conquest every day! And now, he's trying to put me on his list.
No way!
"What are you holding?" Miss Minchin from hell walked towards me and tried to snatch the paper from Valdemar. Dammit! I knew the message would be something offensive, and Minchin definitely won't let it slide.
"You won't give it, Ramos?" Miss Minchin raised an eyebrow at me. Her face, chubby and sweaty, I kept my composure even though I was getting annoyed.
"Read what's written there!" She demanded.
What on earth does this paper hold?! I feel like every day I'm opening a fortune cookie with a note inside predicting my fate for the day. I always anticipate, but these messages of his are just infuriating.
I unfolded it
and my eyes widened at what was written. I quickly shifted my gaze to Valdemar, who was now grinning like a demon.
"I said 'F---'," I started.
"FU--" I took a deep breath.
"Fuck me later." I said it quickly. My classmates burst into laughter, and I wanted to sink into my seat. That damn Valdemar!
"RAMOS!" Miss Minchin from hell went pale. "To whom are you giving that?!" She accused.
"What?! Someone just threw this at me." I defended.
"You are one week suspended from my class!"
"F*ck!" I couldn't help but curse.
"What did you say, Miss Ramos? Your mouth is filthy! Repeat what you said! You are two weeks suspended!" She didn't give up.
I remained silent.
"Repeat what you said, Miss Ramos." She asked impatiently.
What more does she want?! It's just a slip of the tongue for crying out loud. I crossed my arms to my chest. My horns are showing because my patience is running short. My mother raised me not to be afraid, so in a matter of seconds, I answered her with an arched eyebrow.
"I said 'FUCK'," My classmates laughed. "WITH RESPECT." I added with emphasis. The laughter and commotion in the class grew louder.
Miss Minchin turned red, seemingly struggling to utter my curse.
"For goodness sake I will file a petition for you to get kicked out!" She suddenly shouted.
"Fine!" I shouted while grabbing my bag.
I walked out. Damn it! It started with a flying paper, and now she wants to kick me out! Hell! I'm a consistent academic scholar at San Miguel.
It's the third year of the second semester, and she wants to kick me out?! That Minchin is really a nuisance, along with Valdemar, the relatives of Satan!
"Pey!" My cousin Bilog, who grew up with me, rushed up to me. He's not my classmate, but he surely heard about my outburst in class and Miss Minchin from hell failing me.
"Bilog. That Valdemar is really an asshole. He put me in trouble again!" I clenched my fist and pulled up the sleeves of my t-shirt.
"Why does Alec have a grudge against you? Did you do something to him?"
"A grudge? Seriously? Me? No, Bilog. I have no idea why that jerk has been making my life miserable since he showed up at this school. Just the other day, damn it, he hid my panties!"
Ugh, I remember now, the panties I left in my locker for emergencies. Valdemar, that jerk, followed me, saw me put them in, took them, smelled them, and then stuffed them in his pocket before walking away. What a pervert. He really has no shame!
"So, what are you going to tell Auntie Ganda? Oh, she'll worry when she finds out you're failing this semester..."
I let out a sigh. Yeah, Ganda will be disappointed. My mom worked so hard to support me. She joined every networking scheme just to have enough for rent and food, including my daily allowance. Thankfully, she hasn't fallen victim to a pyramid scheme, so she keeps on with her business. She says she can still afford to send me to school, but I don't want to add to her expenses. But now it's hitting me. How will I graduate if I'm no longer on scholarship?
"I'll deal with that Valdemar!" I stood up in frustration. I need to calm down; swearing won't help. I have to punch him, it should make me feel better.
"Hey Pey! Don't cause trouble right now! The campus is already hot! Pey!" Bilog shouted at me, but I didn't listen. I started walking away.
I headed to the Football Field, it's not hard to find Valdemar there. He's where all the girls gather, he's that appealing. Girls watch him practice. I guess even nose-picking or this guy taking a dump would draw an audience!
Valdemar waved when he saw me, grinning, even though I was still far from him. His messy hair was drenched in sweat, but his undeniable handsomeness shone through. I wanted to slap myself for noticing.
He is an enemy, Peyton.
Even though his eyes are narrow, they're still intense when he looks. I know girls go crazy for those blue eyes. I still don't understand why, ever since he became my classmate, all he's done is follow me and make my life difficult. He has the option to waste his time on random hot girls, so why bother me?
"Valdemar!" I shouted, even though I was very close now. I prepared my right hand, took a deep breath, then swung it with all my might.
"Ow!" He complained as my fist landed on his nose.
The field fell silent, some gasped.
Of course, I just punched fucking Alec Xerxes Valdemar and it feels so fucking good!
Valdemar's forehead creased as he looked at me, then he glanced at how many saw me punch him. He gritted his teeth, even his jaw tightened, but I didn't feel fear. I didn't care if he wanted to get even!
He grabbed my arm and, being much taller, it was like my feet were swept from under me.
I struggled and shouted, "Fuck you Valdemar! I'll kill you!"
"Tss"
We made it inside the gym, and he pulled me into the male's locker room. He leaned me against the wall and looked into my eyes intently. They were filled with emotions I couldn't understand. Who is this guy, and why does it seem like his mission is to annoy me?
It's like he's harboring some grudge against me and seeking revenge.
"Punching me is a crime, Peyton. You don't know what you are doing.." He whispered, sending shivers down my spine. His warm breath brushed my neck due to our close proximity.
A crime? This damn pimple-faced fish! The nerve of this guy! Who does he think he is?!
"I don't care! You're an asshole! Since you arrived, you've turned this school into Lucifer's playground!!!"
"Oh, so this is already hell for you, Pey? Let me show you what hell really is.."
His eyes widened as I felt his hot lips on mine.
Damn it!
Is he kissing me?!
"Wait! Where are you taking me?" I anxiously asked. I already have an idea of where he's taking me, but my mind is still hopeful for a positive answer. It seems unlikely now as he takes large strides towards the Police Station. "Just a moment, Mister! Please don't take me there! I haven't done anything wrong to you," I plead, on the verge of tears. "You trespassed," he replies, pulling me along. I almost stumble due to the force of his grip on my wrist. "I was just hiding!" I shout, but all I can see is his broad back. Handsome? The hell, Adriana? You still have time to compliment this guy despite what he's doing to you? Blood rushes to my face as we finally enter the station. Cubicles and policemen fill every corner. People are complaining, and some are even arguing, with a police officer trying to intervene. Good heavens, Adriana. What have you gotten yourself into? "Good evening. What's the matter?" A police officer greets us and quickly approaches. I force a laugh and shake my head. "Nothing, sir! Just passing by—" "I saw her hiding inside my car. I don't know her. What charges can I file against her?" he interrupts. My lips part in horror. I look at the man beside me, briefly seeing how handsome he is. But fear and anxiety prevent me from admiring him further. "Quit it! I'm just avoiding my debtor!" "Did she steal anything, Sir?" I shift my gaze to the police officer. He looks at me for a moment. I sniff, holding back tears. "None. I don't have important things in my car. But I don't like the idea of a stranger hiding inside it while I'm out. Don't you think it's dangerous? What if she has malicious intentions?" My forehead wrinkles at his words. With one hand, I slap his arm. How pretentious! "And what harm could I do to you? Look at your huge physique! Do you think I can do anything to you? And even if you have important stuff inside your car, I don't care!" I yell in frustration. People are now looking at us, but I ignore them. Damn! I feel so frustrated and messed up right now. What does he think of me? Committing a crime? Being a thief? If only I could reveal my true life situation, I would. But I can't. I gulp as the man's dark eyes settle on me. He raises an eyebrow, as if finding my words unbelievable. "This woman seems to be telling the truth, Sir. She looks decent and doesn't seem like she'd do anything mischievous," the police officer says, looking at me. I smile at him, relieved that he sees me as a decent person. The policeman smiles back, but his gaze travels down my body. I frown at the kind of look he's giving me. "Looks can be deceiving. Send her to jail and let her stay there until tomorrow. If you won't do it, I have no choice but to file a complaint against you," he says, releasing his grip on my arm.
"Can we just forget that? I want you to forget what happened last night, that was a mistake!" She shouted at me, she's angry. Now I know why she's blushing, it's because she's angry but— what does she say? Forget? Immediately my head heated up because of what she said. "Mistake? Forget? how can I forget that moment whenever I will see my bed your naked body was the one who I always see there? ”I shouted at her, I am now mad. I slowly approached her. I saw how her cute eyes forms into a big circle when I step closer, once again. "D-Demeur ..." she called my name sweetly. That would have worked for me if I was in the right frame of mind but I'm angry now. I am now mad because of what have she said. "How can I forget that whenever I will close my eyes your lovely moan were the one I will here?" I asked her. "C-Can you p-please stop–" "How can I forget that when my body and mind is always looking for you? Tell me Anaya, how can I forget that night? How can I forget that baby?"
"I miss you and love you so much huh?" I was startled when I heard Ethan's voice behind me. "Who's that?! Your man?!" I closed my eyes when he screamed. He held my elbow so tightly that I winced from the pain. "Ouch, E-etha--" "Answer me!! Do you have a boyfriend?!!" He tightened his hold on my elbow even more. I immediately shook my head. "W-nothing" He threw me on the bed and ran. he brought his face close to my ear and whispered. "Just make sure. Because it's time to find out if you have a man. I won't think twice about killing that man."
"I'm Pregnant." I mustered up the courage to say those words in front of my husband. But he slapped me. My cheek tilted due to the strong force of his palm landing on my cheek, At the same time my tears began to fall. "Stop this bullshit!" he shouted loudly and threw the glass he was holding in front of me with all his might. I felt my toe splash because of the pain. I sat on the floor and did nothing but cry. How do we go wrong? "Did you hear me? I'm pregnant with your child." "Abort it". this cold answer to me made my heart tingle even more with pain. I couldn't believe looking at him. "W-what did you say?" He looks at me with disgust on his face. "I said Abort it, I don't want to have that damn child and I never wish to have a family with you, disgusting, so now leave and better get rid of that Fcking child." He firmly promised, you hurt me again for next time I am already crushed. How can you be so ruthless with your own child? I'm His Obsession that's why he doesn't want a child, all he wants is me. my body. He has everything, wealth and popularity but he doesn't know how to love. He's a CEO for fuck's sake. He can revive this child but he prefers to lose him because of his selfishness.
I smiled at my husband. They are the best gift of all. And here I thought I was an Unloved Princess. The first thing that was happened in Datlia was just a challenge, a challenge for me. And the one who stole my first kiss became my loving husband. You really can't tell the future. The future is unpredictable, and I am happy that it despite the challenge that I've been through, I didn't give up. Now this is the payment of all those.
I SILENTLY stared at the emptiness. I could see from the veranda the lights in the neighborhood. I gasped. How I wish I could be one of them --- an ordinary person who is free to live as normal. I am KEINTH LUCAS HARRISON, from the best clan in the town of Sta. Monica. I have no friends, and I used to be alone since then. But I'd rather be like this, than let other people know my secret, or should I say .. My family's SECRET.
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...
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