I'm now looking at a handsome man lying next to me. He sleeps soundly. He is like an angel in my eyes, but if you really get to know him, his attitude is the opposite. "Andrew..." I said his name while my tears fell one by one. "Are you ready, Rhyme?" I looked behind me, I looked at him with tears in my eyes. "You don't have to do this, rhyme. Even if you give your eyes to him, nothing will change. He" I immediately stood up from where I was going to sit before he could continue what he had to say. "I know that... I'm not the type to just give my eye away. Ian, please talk even now, don't make me worry about that. Let me do it to the man I love. Even that he can't reciprocate the love I give," I bent down and gently stroked my stomach and turned to Andrew. The man I love will never reciprocate my love. "Rhyme, are you that desperate with that man? Rhyme, please talk. As your cousin, I advise you not to give him your eyes. Especially since you are taking your child with that man." He preached to me. It's painful to accept. But yes, I'm desperate when it comes to the man I love. In my desperation, even if I knew I was going to harm my future child, I would do it anyway. I will give my eyes to Andrew. "Ian, I'm not going to change my mind. S-go ahead, Ian. I...let's continue with the operation. I'm ready." Ma stuttering said My tears continue to fall, trying to wipe them away, but every time I wipe my tears, new ones come out again. "Oh gosh, rhyme! You're pregnant! Don't you even think about the child in your womb!? If we continue this, I'm sure your child's life will be in danger, and then I'll see you again, rhyme. Rich As for the family of the old woman in the village, they can also find a donor!" I'm almost deaf from his yelling at me. Instead of being angry with him, I am angry with myself. I'm so selfish and heartless, because even though I have eyes, I'm still blind for the man I love. "I've made up my mind, Ian. And even if they're rich, the man I love hasn't seen you for almost a few months. Please talk, Ian. Don't just be a dad and do your job." Ian looked at me with anger in his eyes. "I love you as my cousin, Rhyme. But your love for that man is really too much, that even if you know that you will destroy your child, you will still allow the operation. Take care of your life, Rhyme. That's your decision . But I hope you don't feel guilty about what you do." It coldly says that you will still be filled with anger and sadness. A nurse approached him and whispered something to him before looking at me intently. "Get ready, Rhyme. The operation is about to begin. Prepare yourself to kill your own offspring." He said and turned to the man who was fast asleep behind me before storming out of this room. I can't blame Ian. What he said is right. If I make a decision, I may kill the child in my womb. But what can I do? I love Andrew. What is the use of my eyes? If I always hurt myself because of my love for Andrew. If I go blind because I gave my eyes to the man I love, it's not bad. Because even if I love him, I won't see the events that will hurt my heart. To see him happy in the company of others, To see him staring at me, To always push me away and To see him cry when you are out of his sight. "I love you Andrew." I said it almost in a whisper and was accompanied by my tears as I looked at Andrew who had closed his eyes not far away. The man I love the most. Ian didn't stop whining, obviously not wanting to continue with the operation. But he can't do anything. My decision is complete. I thought about the child in my womb. He was not born with a decision, but he was never able to experience life in the world. Forgive mommy, baby. I love your dad so much that I did this to destroy him. Forgive me, my child. I even heard a nurse say to my cousin, Ian, who never stopped cursing before I was engulfed in darkness. "The donor is now asleep, please Doctor, Ian. Let's proceed with the operation." goodbye My child..
Chapter 1
ANDREW
"I love you, Andrew..."
I opened my eyes because of the woman in my dream. I sighed and sat on my bed. It's been 3 years since I started dreaming about a woman who kept saying she loved me. But I don't even know who she is.
"Andrew, hon. Are you okay?" I look at the woman beside me. My wife, Charybell.
I leaned my head on her shoulder and sighed.
"You dream about that woman again?" She asked. She grabbed my hands and gently kissed them. I nodded.
"She keeps showing in my dreams, Wife. I don't know why this is happening to me, But every time I hear her saying how much she loves me. My heart is aching as if....I'm losing her. " I confess.
She clenched her right hand in madness, as always.
"Don't mind that woman in your dreams, Hon. As I said, she is the woman who keeps chasing, clinging and seducing you even though she knows that you are already married to me," she paused and held my cheeks.
"Always remember, hon. That woman who said she loves you, Are the woman who killed our unborn child." I felt the madness crowing to my heart again.
Right, the woman who keeps showing up in my dreams. Who keep saying how much she loves me, are the woman who killed our unborn child.
She might sound so sweet in my dreams, but in reality she's an evil woman.
"Your right, let's just go back to sleep, wife." I suggest and lay back in the bed when she suddenly pulls her arms closer to her.
"No, hon. It's already dawn. Let's not go to sleep again." she seductively whispered in my ears and licked it.
"Let's just do something interesting." She kissed my lips and locked me in her arms. I hug her back and close my eyes feeling the warmth she gave as she slowly took my clothes off.
I close my eyes and feel the warmth inside of my wife.
I know that the moment I close my eyes, I will meet the woman in my dreams again. Which is kinda weird, I should imagine my wife, not the woman who killed our unborn child!
"Look at me, hon." My wife commands while slowly thr*sting her self on top of me.
My eyesight is getting blurred. Here I go again, I imagine that woman again instead of my wife. Damn that woman.
I hold my wife's waist and do the move.
"Andrew..." she mumbled my name.
When suddenly my mind showed me the woman in my dreams.
"Rhyme.." I suddenly muttered.
"H-hon?" My wife looked at me worriedly.
I shake my head and lay her in the bed.
"Hon? Are you okay...?" She asked while wearing her clothes.
"Let's just do it someday, Wife." I answered and stood up.
"But why?" Based on her voice, she sounds irritated. I didn't answer her and just went to the bathroom to take a shower.
I look at my self in the mirror.
"Rhyme." I whispered.
Who really are you rhyme? Why do you keep showing up in my dreams? Who really are you in my life? I should be mad at you for killing my unborn child.
"D*mn you woman, You're already dead but why do you keep showing in my head." I punched the wall in irritation. There's a lot of questions in my mind that no one can answer.
knock knock
"Hon, Are you done? I made a breakfast, let's go let's eat. We still have a flight later on." I heard my wife say before leaving again.
I sighed one more time before wearing the clothes my wife prepared and went to the kitchen to eat.
I sat down in front of her and started to eat.
"How long will we stay in the Philippines, hon?"
She asked in the middle of our breakfast.
"Maybe a month or two." I replied and sip some coffee.
Still bitter as always. "You still didn't make the coffee I usually drink, wife." I said and put the cup on the table.
She slowly chewed her food before answering. "W-well..." she didn't finish her words when suddenly my phone rang.
It's an unknown number. I hesitated to answer the call at first but my curiosity got the better of me so I stood up and went to the balcony to answer the unknown caller.
Hello?" I started and put the phone in my ears.
"dada? is that you dada?" My heart pounded when I heard the voice of a little boy.
"Excuse me? Who are you?" I asked.
"Dada! It's me adam! dada I miss you- ate give the phone back!" The little boy shouted.
I'm thinking of hanging up the call when I suddenly heard a familiar voice. "Adam Rhythm, How many times did I remind you not to call some ramdom numbers and called them your father!?"
"But sister, I'm sure that's my dada!" The little boy fired back.
"One more time, Rhythm. If you do this again I will definitely ground you to not use your phone!"
And then the call suddenly ended. I touch my chess when I feel my heart beating so fast. It's so fast to the point that I feel like I was being chased!
Her voice.... She reminds me of the woman I saw in my dreams.
"Hon?" I look at my wife who is now holding a suitcase.
"Let's go hon, It's already 7. We will be late in the flight." She said and pulled my arms.
We're now inside the plane. My wife as usual puts a headphones in her ears while doing her skin care routine. While me. I was still thinking about the woman who I guess is the sister of the young boy who called me his father earlier.
I wonder why that young boy called me his father.
I smiled when I remembered what the young boy called me.
'Dad'
I feel butterflies in my stomach. My heart is pounding so fast. My mind kept thinking about the word 'Dada'.
Is this how a father feels when there child calls them 'Dada'? It's so good, I wish I could still hear that young boy's voice longer.
Speaking of the young boy... His sister? His sister's voice sounds familiar. Who is she? I can't get her voice out in my mind. Her voice kept echoing in my ears.
I want to see her. To hug her. And to kiss her.
I look at my wife who is still doing her skin care routine.
I shook my head and sighed. I shouldn't be thinking something like this. I already have a wife.
Charybell is my wife! So why do I keep fantasizing the woman in my dreams? D-mn that woman
I looked at my left hand when my wife, charybell touched it.
"Just sleep for a while, hon. You look a bit tired, the flight will last for 7 more hours." My wife gently said and tapped my hands.
I look at her and smile sweetly. How lucky I am to have such a wonderful and caring wife. How I wish she could be pregnant.
She kissed my lips and patted my head. "Go on, sleep." I nodded and laid my head in her shoulder to sleep.
I woke up when I felt someone caress my cheek.
"Andyy, my love." I was lying on his thigh. He smiled at me sweetly. You can feel in his voice how much he loves me.
I can't see his face very well. The strong rays of the sun will almost cover half of his face so that it will be difficult for me to look at his whole face, I can only look at him from my lips to the tip of my nose.
I raised my hands to feel his face. The softness...
He kissed my palm and slowly gave it to his stomach. I looked at him in wonder.
"Do you feel it, Andy? Our son..."
I looked at his stomach, which is not too bulging yet.
"Because of you..." I looked back at him, he was crying. "Because of you the child died in my womb!" He shouted at the same time his face changed. If earlier her appearance was like an angel, even though I could only see her nose up to her nose, now I can see her full appearance.
That blood will surround us. He was crying blood while smiling at me but his eyes were angry and filled with pain when he looked at me.
I want to move, I want to hug him. But the only thing I can do is to drop my tears while I can't move lying on his thigh while watching him cry blood and again and again he blames me for being a dead person while holding my hands in his stomach.
Lady! My chest tightened. I'm short of breath. That I will hurt every drop of blood in his eyes.
"I can't forgive you, Andrew! You killed-
"HON, WAKE UP!!"
When I opened my eyes, my forehead was full of sweat and my body was shaking while my husband was hugging me.
"Hon, you have a nightmare again."
My husband said a lot that I just ignored because I was more focused on my appearance and that woman told me in my dream.
I looked at my watch. July 15. Every fifteenth of July, that girl always gives me nightmares.
What do I owe him so that he disturbs my life even when I sleep, he still doesn't pay attention to me.
"Are you fine, hon? Where now in the Philippines. Should we go out or should we stay here for a month?" My wife asked while wiping the sweat in my forehead.
"No, I'm f-fine... Let's go out, Wife." I said while calming myself down.
She handed me a bottle of water, I accepted it and drank to relax my self to the terrible nightmare I always have.
After I calmed myself down. I stood up and grabbed the suitcase above us while holding my wife's hand in her right hand.
As soon as we got out in the plane. The heat and polluted air immediately greeted us.
"D*rn it! This country still doesn't change, It's still hot and polluted in here!" My wife shouted and walked downstairs and opened the umbrella that the flight attendant gave her.
"Let's go, hon. Maybe we'll get darker in the heat of this country." He wrapped his left arm around my right arm.
My body is already calmed down but my heart keeps pounding so fast. I suddenly felt deja vu. I felt a sudden scared and pain inside me- My mind, heart, and soul.
I look in the sky and feel the hotness it gave in my face. Looks like my life will not be smooth as always in staying on this country.
It's been a few days since we arrived in the Philippines. We are here now inside my company and will meet with the business partner if Emma.
"Nice to meet you again, Mr. Luveinkin." He extended his hand which I accepted.
"So how's life?" She asked and sat down on the empty chair in front of me.
I sat down and said goodbye, I looked at my wife to see if Charybell looked deeply at Emma. Emma smiled at him but my husband just scolded him. I just shook my head at my husband's cursedness.
"It's fine, especially when my wife is always by my side to help and care for me." I said and looked at my wife who was smiling at me.
I didn't even look at Emma again, the breath she released was heavy.
"Are you really sure...?"
He was thinking of another question that made him frown, I looked at him. Why? Is there something wrong with me?
"What do you mean by that, Emma?" I asked confusingly. Why is it that every time we meet, he asks me like that? Except that the woman in my dream always gives me nightmares, I don't have any other problems.
In fact, my life is good with my husband.
"I guess," she paused and looked at my wife. He looked at my wife for a few seconds. While your husband will not move to stare.
He shook his head and suddenly stood up and patted my shoulder.
"Where are you going, Emma?" I also stood up but Charybell suddenly grabbed my hand and looked at me intently.
"3 years..." I looked at Emma when she suddenly spoke in the middle of her walk towards the door of my office. "You've gotten worse... Andrew." I stopped at what he said. He left my wife and I confused by what he said.
What does he really want to convey lady! Why aren't they straight to the point when talking to me?
We suppose to talk about the company so why the hell she's saying some random questions?
To Be Continued....
Hi, I'm Sammy Vazquez Falcon, I'm intersex. I fell in love with my friend, Margaret Reyes Vergara. And my brother's name, Rocky Vasquez Falcon. "Class dismissed..." Our teacher said. "Sammy, are you coming home right away? .. Marcus said. Marcus Montefalco has been my best friend since freshman year of high school. He is handsome, tall, his skin color is just right, and he is also smart. "Sammy .... Bridgette Revira's one also shouted. Beautiful, white, smart, kind but sometimes funny. "Don't shout. I'm not deaf..." I said as I bumped into him. "said Bridgette. "What about Leona?..... Marcus asked. Maybe looking for a chixx hehehehe.... Bridgette said. Who searched nagchixxx .... Leona Binetez, who just arrived, said. "Hep², Let's go home. Where else are you going to talk.... What I just said to them. "What you say is that you avoid talking about your ex...." The three said at the same time, If you are a friend. By the way, I have an ex girlfriend before way back Junior high school named Rachelle Suarez, we broke up because she said she was straight, she didn't want to be in a relationship with a girl like that. To be honest, that part hurts me, about the fact that he doesn't know that I have a masculine penis. Only a few people know that I have something like that. Actually, If I'm really a woman..I'll choose what's appropriate for me, just in case I have junjun in between my thighs. And one more thing, I'm prettier hehehe, the male genitals are more dominant. Just think about how beautiful it is, the way it used to be. By the way, my friends and I were just senior high school you might ask..... We are here at the school gate near the parking area....well... Because we have a motorcycle... "Guys, I'm going to go first.... We have a family dinner because...," said Bridgette. "Me too..... Leona said. "Me too bro... Said Marcus. "Alright... Be careful... That's what I said. I also got on my motorcycle... Meanwhile............... As I was approaching the opposite side of the house... I saw a car parked.... I thought there might be a visitor. As I was about to enter the gate, I heard someone laughing... I guess it was my brother's friend. I also parked my motorcycle in the parking area. When I entered the house, I immediately saw my brother's friends, a mix of women and men. My brother saw me right away....I also looked around at his colleagues. Then I wished them all a good afternoon. My brother came close to me with a hug and a fistbump.. "Musta Ang school my double Kara... laughing My brother said... "Brother.... shut up.... I hit him at the same time.. why? Because we are already looking at each other as his friends... besides, there is also a temptation with me because they say I am more attractive than my brother. just charr.. You're not joking.....how about it Because I'm only wearing long sleeves and then tucking them in slacks If wearing with matching black shoes . I also told them that I was going up first to get dressed, before I could even go up, I felt that I saw something... at first.. I just didn't pay attention.... but I still looked. .. according to One of my brother's friend who is a girl....winked and even smirked at me. I just shook my head..... I still felt that I saw something in me but I just ignored it... then I continued to go up to the room.
Diego and I's wedding is tomorrow, so I'm fully prepared. For almost three years I was engaged to him, tomorrow I will be forever tied to the one I love. While I was pondering in the room, suddenly there was a knock. I was wondering, because it was early in the morning. But even so, I immediately got up and opened the door to whoever knocked. "Dieg—" I couldn't finish because it was Anastasia who knocked. I frowned at him because he was crying. "Bes..." he said to me and immediately hugged me. Confused though, I stroked his back and calmed him down. "What's going on?" I wondered. He didn't answer, instead he sobbed even more. I was confused so I immediately put it in front of me. "What is your problem?" I worry. "P-forgive me, Bes," he said which confused me even more. "What do you mean?" Before he could answer my question, two men I didn't know entered. I turned my gaze to Anastasia again who now had a serious face. "You and Diego can't get married. I'm pregnant and he's the father! I've been wanting to confess this to you for a long time! But he said, only after the wedding, so he can get his inheritance! But I can't do it anymore, Bes . I know you love him very much, but I can't let you be tied to each other forever!" I felt like the sky and the earth fell because of what I heard. My brain did not immediately process what he said. "What are you talking about? Diego can't do your accusations to me! He loves me and I can feel it!" I object. "We've been fooling you for a long time, Bes. Do you remember? Those days when Diego came home late to your house? He came to me first and do you know what we were doing?" I shook my head and my eyes started to blur because of the tears coming. "If you don't want to believe, Bes, pwes, watch it," he said. A man reached for his cell phone and immediately tapped on it. "Look," he said and immediately gave me his cell phone. "Look how much he enjoyed being with me." When I saw the videos of Diego and Anastasia pleasuring each other, my world suddenly disappeared. The pain I feel is like a heavy stone falling on my heart, falling into despair and trust. My knees went soft and I couldn't stop my vision from getting dark with so much pain and confusion. It felt like I was stabbed repeatedly in my heart. It hurts so much that what you thought really loved you, turned out to be just a big lie. I don't know how to speak or move. Anastasia's moans penetrated my being, and each passing moment felt like time piercing my being. "I told you, Bes. So if I'm yours, leave now and don't go through with the marriage. Run, Bes! Where he can't find you!"
It's twelve o'clock in the morning but my eyes are still wide open, hoping that he will come even after midnight. I'm trying to convince myself that maybe he went somewhere or maybe he bought some more surprises for me first, especially since it's our anniversary today, but at this time it's impossible that there are any stores open. My favorite cooked food and we always eat it every time we go out is cold, the candle that I have been changing every time the one I lit has run out. I slowly wiped the tears that escaped from my eyes, after which the waiter approached me. "Sir, let's put it away. It's already twelve o'clock and it looks like what you're waiting for won't come" was his sad voice that made me laugh out loud while trying not to cry. "Maybe, I'm sorry if I bothered you. It doesn't matter. I'll pay. I'm sorry I kept you waiting" I said shyly, especially since what time was it, they really waited patiently even past the time their job "Please don't, sir, your initial payment is enough. You don't have to pay again" he said with a smile that made me smile. Before I went home, I thanked them and asked for their patience, especially since I just waited for them for nothing. As soon as I walked out the door, the tears that I had been holding back quickly came to the fore. My eyes were blurry as I walked down the dark road to the nearest waiting shed. When I arrived, I immediately adjusted my appearance, especially since there were other people waiting for a ride. Even though my eyes were swollen shut, and it was obvious that I was crying a lot, I managed not to cry while sitting in front of many people. Somehow I can still control my emotions. Just a few minutes later, a taxi came by, so I got in. As soon as I got on board, I immediately told the driver where he was going to drop me off, and he also moved easily and didn't say anything else. During the flight, only weak sobs and cries that I could hear filled the entire car, I know that the driver felt my pain but he just let me go. During our three-year relationship with Kieth, I can barely feel his growing cold toward me. There were times when whenever I wanted to be clingy to him he would quickly avoid and turn his back on me. He also always forgets important days, like monthsarry and my birthday. His coldness only started when whenever something happened between us, I always made him use protection. Kieth is the type of man who is not satisfied and is not easily satisfied. He also has a narrow mind and his perspective is not open to other things. FLASHBACK "You're getting big, Jion! Every time something happens to us, you always put a condom on me, what do you think of me? A dirty man who has a lot of sex and is sick?! You're getting big with your tits!" What he was saying to me with a smile made me close my eyes because of the loudness of his voice. "N-it's not like that, I just want both of us to be protected" was my excuse that only made him angrier. "It's up to you! That bitch! You're still cleaning your pussy! I've hit you again! It's up to you!" he said furiously and stormed out of the room. END OF FLASHBACK As much as I wanted to tell him the real reason why I made him wear protection, I was afraid of his reaction. Because I'm a barrier. I am one of the small population of men who can carry people. And beyond that are the horrible comments we get from people. And Kieth was one of them. When I asked him about men who can carry people, he just laughed at me. That was also the day I wanted to confess the truth to him about my personality, but I didn't think to continue because of his spicy words that caused me to hide everything from him. "Those are children of the devil, I don't even know how they were formed. I have a strong feeling that they are children of Satan or maybe from another planet, who wouldn't be afraid? A man can get pregnant? I've been fooled" Those were the exact words that came out of Kieth's mouth, that's why even though I wanted to tell him about my condition, it was better to hide everything from him. That's why I was afraid of him knowing that I could get pregnant, so I always made him wear protection especially since there is a high possibility of me getting pregnant. And because of that, we often argue about that, this is what we always fight about especially because of his attitude that he should be the one who obeys in everything. Maybe that's why he was getting farther and farther away, until he was too far away and I couldn't catch up with him. "Sir we are here" I immediately turned around when the driver suddenly spoke, so I quickly paid and got out of the taxi. I walked towards our house absentmindedly. If only people could see me now, I'd be staggering like a zombie, looking like heaven and earth had fallen, but I didn't care anymore and went straight ahead. I was about to open the gate when I saw that the light in our room was on, a sign that Kieth was home. It's impossible that
In a small town, there are two loving hearts that find happiness and strength in each embrace. Wendell and I, our love seems eternal and never-ending. But with the passage of time, the course of fate changed. One night, in the middle of yesterday's fading away, a weight landed between us. The wind carried unspoken and unshed tears. In that moment, our lives changed completely. We sat in our favorite spot, looking out over the town reflecting our memories. Silence permeates the surroundings, and our feelings cry out for words. I looked at Wendell, hoping to see answers, but his eyes remained distant. "Alex," she whispered, her voice full of sadness and surrender. "I can't take this anymore. I can't stay in our relationship anymore." My heart suddenly fell, and I couldn't understand this sudden separation. "But... but why?" I managed to choke out, my voice cracking with the weight of my emotions. Wendell stared into the distance, unable to meet my eyes. "I've realized that I need to follow my dream of becoming a pilot. It's something I've always wanted, and I can't ignore it any longer." Pain shot through my chest, and I grabbed his hand hoping he would come back to me. "But what will happen to us? What will happen to the love we shared?" He removed his hand from mine, leaving me empty. "Sometimes dreams come first, Alex. I have to follow my dream and see where it takes me. I can't keep getting in the way." I couldn't stop the tears from flowing, and in the middle of my pain. I want to stop him, I want to hug him so he won't leave me but I can't. I understand, who am I to trade him for his dream, right? Who am I to stop him from fulfilling his dream? In order to achieve his dream, he has to destroy me with a ganto. Don't leave me please? Wendell. I'm pregnant. That's what he wanted to tell him just to stop him. But I can't, I can't. Because if I'm the one making the story between us, I'll choose him to reach his dream, rather than regret by my side. Days passed, and with each passing day, the pain did not go away. I tried to find strength in the support of friends and family, but losing Wendell continued to hurt my heart. The town where we fell in love has become a place of memories and sadness. I heard stories of Wendell's progress, as he moved forward with his dream of becoming a pilot. He flies through the skies, reaches the clouds, and leaves me on the ground, alone and hurt. His dedication and hard work show in every step he takes. And as I watched his success, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of pride and pain. Our paths may have diverged, but the memories of our love remain etched in my heart. I continue to walk the streets of our town, carrying the pain and memories of our love. And with every passing wind, I hope that one day, our paths can meet again, and our dreams can form again. And I hope that when we meet again, he will also know that he has a child with me, that he was the father when I was carrying him. You did fulfill your dream, but you left us as your child. I hope you're happy Wendell.
After getting chased by dogs and getting shot. I was called to the boss's office to give me another mission. Hi, I'm Shinhe Harukio, and if you think my name is too girly then don't talk to me because I don't give a f*ck. And of course, if you guessed that I'm half Japanese and half Filipino then you guessed right, my love. Im 27 years old. Im an assassin and a spy. I work for this secret company for years and im one of the top 2. I have a long obsidian hair like a girl. I braided it so it wouldn't get me distracted when shooting. "Ah! Shine, my favorite assassin." The boss flung both of his hands in the air welcoming me. "The one and only." I said proudly crossing my arms showing off my confidence. "Haha! Come let me treat you to some barbecue." The boss said and I groaned. "What's that? When you're free, you'll have me do something." I pout as he sighs then chuckles. "You really know me." He laughs but then nods. "But yeah, you guessed it right.." I groaned and ran my fingers through my long obsidian hair. "What is that?" I asked raising my one eyebrow. "Well, this is simple, no killing or stealing, I just want you to do is..---" he shows some picture of some big pearl in his tablet. "this. As you can see this is the pearl that we have been losing these past 2 years when the company got robbed." I nodded in agreement. "I want you to bet some big money at the betting market to get that back." He threw 2 big cases of money in front of me then smiled. "That's 50 million exactly." He grins at me and I frown. "We can just steal it back, why do we need to bet some money over it." I huff. "The market has a big guard over there and a lot of protection and securities." He sighs. "Now if you don't want it.. then, i guess i could just give this mission to the top 1.." he said and i started to get angry and sighs. "ALRIGHT!" I yelled. And before I knew it. I was riding into a very nice sports car towards the betting market with full of rich people. I wore a black suit that very much suits me and I braided my hair. I arrived at the place and I saw a crowded rich people already betting on a painting. I got passed through some people by saying excuse me and placing myself in front of the stage. After the betting the painting got sold for 10 million "Tsk. So cheap." I mumbled. After the painting got sent to the owner, the next betting item is the pearl my boss has been looking for. My eyes widened at how beautiful and shiny it was. The people started to get awestruck and started betting some large money. A guy behind me yelled. "10 million." His voice is cold and stern but loud. Not to mention his face is attractive. The seller was about to sell it to him when I yelled. "11 million!" All eyes went to me and the guy from behind me chuckled and I looked at him smirking. "20 million." The guy immediately said. The crowd went silent, the silence got replaced by the seller. "20 million? Anyone wants to go any higher? Going once.. going twi-" before the seller could even finish his sentence I spoke. "30 million." The seller was about to sell it to me when the guy from behind me yelled. "35 million." I glared at the guy and yelled. "50 million!!" The crowd looked at me with shock and the guy from behind me looked at me smirking. "50 million! Anyone wants to bet any higher? Going once.. going twice.." The crowd went to shock when the guy from behind me spoke. "200 million." The seller clapped and I looked at the guy shocked. "Sold to Mr. Iñego!"
I'm in the bar with my friends because we're celebrating Cassie's birthday. That's why you let us drink. I only drink a little because I can't go back to my boarding house. And I'm also not used to drinking a lot because I have a low tolerance when it comes to drinking, so I get drunk easily even with just a few shots. "Kai, bat you don't drink lets party. Don't be unfair to us don't worry too much just let it be wasted" he said then drank the wine he was holding and went to the dance floor. And Dani gave me a glass with only something to drink because I also didn't want to be unfair to them. Cassie is also right, that's why Kuna is worth it. I drank a few shots of tequila and now Dani and Cassie and I are dancing together with the people here at the bar. I was a bit dizzy so I left there and went to the counter. And suddenly someone approached me, a man who claimed to be handsome and energetic and he was carrying wine. "What are you new here? I just saw such a handsome man." he said and my face warmed up "Yes, I just came here. I'm with my friend because it's his birthday" I said and looked at the two friends who were going to dance with a man. "Anyway here drink this" he said with a frown on my forehead while looking at the glass he held out. "Don't worry it's free, I'm the owner of this bar and your new here so you need to drink one of this" he said and because I'm also curious what it tastes like because based on the bottle it's very different from I drank earlier.
Accused of murder, Sylvia Todd's mother was deemed a traitor by the entire pack, condeming Sylvia to live the rest of her life alone in humiliation as a lowly slave. All she wanted to do was to prove her mother's innocence somehow, but fate never seemed to be on the side of the traitor's daughter. Still, Sylvia never lost hope. As the future lycan king of all werewolves, Rufus Duncan possessed great power and status, but he had an inexplicable reputation for being cruel, bloodthirsty, and ruthless. Unbeknownst to everyone, he had been cursed long ago to transform into a killer monster on every full moon. Even though fate did not always look upon the two, it brought Sylvia and Rufus together as each other's destined mates. Will justice be served for Sylvia's mother? What about Rufus' secret? Can Sylvia and Rufus defy all societal norms and stay together? Will these two unlucky souls have their happy ending?
Jennifer Bennett, the rightful heiress to the Bennett legacy, fought hard for her family's recognition, only to be eclipsed by an impostor. Faced with false accusations, bullying, and public humiliation, Jennifer eventually gave up trying to win their approval. Vowing to rise above the injustice, she became the bane of those who wronged her. The Bennett family's efforts to break her only fueled her success, leading her to heights her rivals could only dream of. Someone asked, "Do you feel let down by your parents?" With a calm smile, Jennifer said, "It doesn't matter. In the end, power prevails."
It was a big day for Camilla. She looked forward to marrying her handsome groom. Unfortunately, he abandoned her at the altar. He never showed up throughout the wedding. She was made a laughingstock in front of all the guests. In a fit of rage, she went and slept with a strange man on her wedding night. It was supposed to be a one-night stand. To her dismay, the man refused to let her be. He pestered her like she had stolen his heart on that night. Camilla didn't know what to do. Should she give him a chance? Or just stay away from men?
For seven years, Jillian pursued Bryan with unyielding passion, but he remained distant, his emotions tightly sealed. Disheartened, she left for overseas after graduating from college. Three years later, Jillian, now a successful attorney, sat provocatively on the lap of Bryan's competitor. She flashed Bryan a playful smile and taunted, "What's wrong, Bryan? Are you impotent?" Bryan's restraint shattered in an instant. In a swift motion, he scooped her up and tossed her onto the bed. The next morning, as Bryan woke up, Jillian flashed a mischievous smile. "Let's keep things casual, okay?"
When they were kids, Derek saved Norah's life. Years later, after Derek ended up in a vegetative state from a car crash, Norah married him without a second thought and even used her medical knowledge to heal him. For two years, Norah was devoted, seeking his affection and looking to settle her life-saving debt. But when Derek's first love returned, Norah, faced with divorce, didn't hesitate to sign. Despite being labeled as forsaken, few knew of her true talents. She was a race car driver, a famed designer, a genius hacker, and a renowned doctor. Regretting his decision, Derek begged for her forgiveness. Just then, a charming CEO intervened, embracing Norah and declaring, "Back off! She's my wife!" Taken aback, Norah blurted out, "What did you say?"
Maria took her sister’s place and was engaged to Anthony, a disabled man who had lost his status as the family heir. At first, they were just a nominal couple. However, things changed when things about Maria were gradually exposed. It turned out she was a professional hacker, a mysterious composer, and the sole successor to an international jade sculpting master… The more that was revealed about her, the less Anthony could rest easy. A famous singer, an award-winning actor, an heir of a rich family—so many excellent men were chasing after his fiancee, Maria. What should Anthony do?