Chapter: He Called Me Mama in Bed yesterday , Now He’s Boss Today I stood there, completely frozen, as his voice echoed through the gathering. Jason Hale is his name. I didn’t even know his name when I handled him roughly in that hotel on Saturday night till Sunday morning. Now he is back as my boss. My new boss—the man now standing confidently on the podium, in his sleek suit, with the kind of presence that silenced an entire room—was the same man I had drunkenly told to be calling me “mama” in the dark hours of a hotel room. The same man whose voice had groaned into my neck, who had pinned me to the mattress like he owned me. All I thought this morning was to end this as just a tequila mistake, now my mistake has fully come to rule me as my boss. Oh my God. Oh my God. It was him. My knees nearly gave out. How could life be this wicked? How could I be this unlucky? I didn’t even realize I was backing away from the gathering until I found myself in the ladies’ bathroom, gripping the sink as though it could stop my world from spinning.
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-02
Chapter: This Week Said “New You”? No. Try Again.Monday morning hit me like a frying pan to the face.I groaned as my alarm blared, the obnoxious sound drilling into my skull like a jackhammer. My body was sore, my head pounding, and my soul… traumatized.Why?Because my weekend wasn’t just a mess.It was a damn dumpster fire.First, my boyfriend of five years—Ethan, the man I thought I’d marry—cheated on me with my best friend. And not just any best friend.Mia.My ride-or-die.My other half.My “hubby,” as I always called her.The girl who had been with me for eight years of my life.The one who cried with me when my dog died.Gone.Just like that.No apology. No explanation. Just two traitors in heat, leaving me single, betrayed, and emotionally unemployed.And just when I thought I had hit rock bottom, I decided to get drunk and drown my sorrows in whiskey shots and bad decisions.Which led to the highlight of my Sunday:Sex. With. A. Stranger.I buried my face into my pillow and groaned.“No. Nope. We’re not thinking about that
Huling Na-update: 2025-08-01
Chapter: He Called Me Mama… Then Took Me to BedI opened the door to our apartment, and the familiar scent hit me like a brick wall—the faint mix of vanilla shampoo and citrus air freshener. It smelled like me… and her. The good memories of me and my best friend Mia still lingered in this space. Our laughter, late-night binge sessions, stupid TikTok dances… and that one betrayal that destroyed it all. I went straight to her room to check if she had come home last night, but no traces of her. Her door was locked. She didn’t even come home. Seems this girl left for good. She really meant it. God. My head pounded like someone was practicing drums inside it. I dropped my bag, kicked off my shoes, and muttered to myself, “Alcohol doesn’t erase your problems. It just puts them on mute for a few hours… then screams them back when the buzz wears off. Sometimes it may even make you subscribe to another problem.” I staggered to the kitchen, praying I had enough ingredients left to make my mother’s legendary hangover soup. Onion. Pepper.
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-31
Chapter: The Only Woman Whose Touch Didn’t HurtThe morning light crept in like an intruder—soft, slow, and unwelcome.The room reeked of something bitter—alcohol, regret… and something faintly sweet. Vanilla.He turned under the sheets, his skin brushing against warmth that wasn’t cloth. Bare. Too bare.He opened his eyes.And realized he was alone.He stirred slowly, his eyes blinking against the faint sunlight leaking through the dark velvet curtains. The room was quiet—too quiet. The air smelled faintly of alcohol, perfume, and something sweet like vanilla.He sat up on the bed, confusion swirling in his mind like smoke in a closed room. The sheets slid off his bare skin. His eyes drifted downward.He was naked.Completely naked.He froze.His heart pounded against his ribs as he tried to piece together the night before. The lounge. The drink. The soft music. A woman.His breath hitched.Sex.He had sex last night.The realization dropped on him like thunder. Not because of guilt—he wasn’t in a relationship. Not because of sham
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-31
Chapter: Anywhere But Home Just as I was about to step out of the house, my phone buzzed with a message.I checked it.It was from Ethan.I quickly swiped it open, praying it was a message filled with regret—or even shame.But no.Ethan: “Emery… I didn’t want it to be like this. God knows I’ve tried to fight it, but I can’t anymore. I’ve been torn for months, waking up every day pretending to love you the way I used to—but something’s changed.I never planned to fall in love with Mia. It just… happened. I swear I didn’t go looking for it, but she understands parts of me you never saw. And every time I’m with her, I feel peace—something I haven’t felt in a long time.I hate myself for hurting you, Emery. You’re an amazing woman. You gave me five solid years, and I’ll always respect you for that. But it’s not fair to either of us to keep going when my heart is somewhere else. I’m sorry it ended this way. Please don’t think I never loved you—I did. But I can’t keep pretending anymore.I think the four years I have
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-30
Chapter: Inside My 5 Years with Him, There Was Another 4 with My Other HalfI rushed in, pushed the door, and I saw it.My boyfriend of five years…And my best friend Mia of eight years.The sight hit me like a car crash I didn’t see coming. My hand dropped, and for a moment, even my heart stopped breathing. I didn’t scream. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. It felt like my whole world shattered right in front of me—glass breaking slowly, painfully, inside my chest.I didn’t cry. I couldn’t even dare to.I didn’t even blink.I just stood there, barefoot and frozen, watching the two people I loved most in this world betray me without hesitation. My heart wasn’t beating anymore—it was breaking in slow motion.Mia’s hands were still pressed against the wall, her head hung low, as if the shame hadn’t fully reached her yet. Ethan’s breath was loud, raw, almost animalistic. His back muscles flexed, still moving in rhythm… until he noticed me—and stopped.Then came the silence.The kind of silence that wraps around your throat like a noose.He pulled out of her instan
Huling Na-update: 2025-07-30
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