Novels by Ryeli

Ari sat in silence, wrapped in the white robe from Rainne’s suite, habang ang init ng katawan niya ay hindi pa rin nawawala.The bed was a mess—wrinkled sheets, damp with sweat, traces of last night’s surrender.Gulo rin ang puso niya.Rainne was still asleep. Bare, peaceful, dangerously beautiful. Like nothing happened. Or maybe like everything happened.Ari stared at the ceiling.What the fuck did I just do?Hindi ito dapat nangyari. She wasn’t supposed to feel that much. Hindi lang physical. The way he kissed her forehead after. The way he whispered, “Don’t go.” The way he looked like she was the only thing keeping him sane.A weak part of her wanted to crawl back into his arms.Instead, she slipped out of the robe, got dressed in silence, and left.At the locker room, Ari scrubbed her skin like she was trying to erase him.But no amount of soap could wash off the way his mouth claimed her. Or the way her thighs still ached in the most delicious, humiliating way.She stared at her

Mabilis ang bawat sipa ng puso ni Ari as she stood outside the administrator’s office. Hindi siya makatingin nang diretso—trying to calm the storm in her chest.The staff walked ahead, clueless to the heat that almost exploded in that pool.Isang maling segundo lang. Kung hindi dumating ang staff maaaring—damn. Ano ba Ari?She was falling. Maling-mali.Inside the office, the administrator handed her an updated schedule and reminded her to submit Rainne’s daily therapy report. Paglabas niya, she didn’t go back to Rainne.Instead, she walked straight to the locker room, slammed the door shut, and sat on the bench.Fuck.Nakatitig sa kanya ang repleksyon sa salamin na parang nang-aasar dahil sa namumula nitong pisngi, basang balat and the freaking eyes that's still dark from lust!Oh my God, Ari."Get it together," she whispered to herself. "You’re not here for him."But when she got back to the therapy suite later that afternoon to log the records, a white envelope sat on the desk.Her

Nakahiga pa rin si Ari sa therapy bed. Basang-basa ang dibdib ng sarili niyang pawis, ang katawan nanginginig pa mula sa bawat galaw ng daliri ni Rainne na ngayon ay tahimik lang na nakaupo sa gilid, pinagmamasdan siya.Ang tahimik ng therapy room. Pero sa pagitan nilang dalawa, maingay ang katawan—maingay ang puso.Ari turned her head slightly. “You were serious.”Rainne met her gaze. “Sobra.”“I don’t need your pity.”“It’s not a pity,” he said, voice low. “It’s what I want.”Ari sat up, hinila ang scrub top pataas para takpan ang sarili pero hindi na niya nagawang ayusin ito. Nakalaylay lang sa isang balikat habang nakatitig siya sa lalaki.“You want sex in exchange for money?”Rainne didn’t flinch. “I want you. And I know you need help.”“How did you know?”Mainit na ngisi ang pinakawalan ng lalaki.“I'm a Marquez, how come I wouldn't know?”Yeah, right. Ang galing. Ari swallowed, her throat suddenly dry. “So, this is your solution? Fuck me until your guilt goes away?”He leaned

"Press it harder," Ari instructed, adjusting the angle of Rainne's leg on the therapy ball.“You sure this is the only thing you want me to press?” smirking as sweat glistened along his sharp jawline.Ari rolled her eyes.Pawis ang noo. Pawis ang dibdib pero nagawa pa rin maging sira ulo.“Focus. Focus Mr. Marquez ..” she muttered under her breath. Kung hindi lang siya nananatiling controlled ay mauubusan na siya ng pasensya sa binatang ito.“Relax, Nurse. We’re focusing on improvement, diba?”“Improvement sa katawan mo. Hindi sa kakulitan mo.” Rainne chuckled low, then tilted his head with that smug, infuriating grin.“Then help me stretch properly…” His voice dropped. “Ibuka mo.”Ari froze. “Excuse me?”“I mean my legs,” Rainne said innocently, though his eyes trailed down her neckline like sin. “What were you thinking, Nurse?”She exhaled sharply, feigning a glare. “Keep talking like that, and I might actually walk out.”“Relax,” he said, flexing his thighs wider, the ball rolling

She’s naked. Bare. Her breasts bounce slightly with every shift of her hips.“Ohh... Rainne…” a soft moan escapes her lips.Her nipples graze his chest—hard, needy.“Fuck,” he hisses, his voice deep and ruined.Mariing idiniin ng babae ang kaniyang dibdib kay Rainne. Kumikiskis—nang-aakit. As if her breasts were made for his mouth.High pa rin siya sa gamot, ramdam pa rin niya ang sakit ng suntok ng walang-hiya niyang ama— habang hindi maipagkakaila ang init. Ang maingay na tunog at ungol habang gumagalaw ang balakang nito para sa kanya.Tangina. Totoo ba ‘to?Then she leans in, humahagod ang mainit na dila niya sa leeg niya. The friction is brutal—perfect.Malagkit ang titig nito na parang sinasamba ang buong pagkatao ni Rainne.She grinds down harder, her slickness coating him, sliding over the bulge. “Feel that?” she whispers, licking the shell of his ear. “You’re so hard, Rainne…”“Shit,” he groans. “Come here…”But she grabs his wrists, pinning them above his head. “No touching,