"THE FORBIDDEN ROOM""DON'T, PLEASE..." she pleaded while bullets of perspiration kept on coming on her clean forehead. "No. I'm not doing anything bad, please!!"Blythe rose from the bed feeling the shortness of her breathing, the way she clutched her blanket looked as if she was going to ruin it. God, another nightmare struck her peaceful sleep again, and just like what happened after her mother's accident, nobody is there to comfort her and give her a glass of water. In her throat were embers that were drying it so much. Probably she gets it from crying and screaming once in a while.Still panting, she turned to the photograph standing on the table beside her bed. Seeing the pretty face of her Mama Celia and her condition right now makes her chest collapse once more. To survive and live, she'll be needing the operation sooner and Blythe has to go for extra measures for that to happen...Eventually, she decided to go downstairs to the kitchen to get herself some water. Blythe was cu
"I'M NOT PAYING YOU TO ACT THIS WAY"ZANDRO WAS clenching his wounded jaw really hard to not feel too much pain while Antonette has been dabbing cotton with alcohol on it. Dimas has gone through the roof the other night and his fist nearly ruined Zandro's face. And since he was a lucky man last night, he also get it accidentally collided on the wall after he ran in a hurry out of fear that Blythe might catch him in that creepy look.Damn his poor handsome face!"I don't really know what's going on with you, Zandro. The other day, I caught you having your sweet time with her. Then, what now? Watching her sleeping in her room for goodness sake?"Slightly, he dodges his face away from his friend who has been nagging about nonsense things since earlier. Zandro stared at her with creases on his forehead. "What sweet time are you talking about?"Antonette put the cotton down and slightly leaned to Zandro as she looked at him straight into his eyes."Mi Amor," she said while mimicking his c
"SHE'S ALIVE AND VERY HAPPY"IT'S BEEN five years now since Claudia learned about the tragedy that happened to her loving sister— the death of Cassidy at the hands of the man she trusted and loved so much. Out of the molten fury that wrapped her heart, she accepted the agreement of alliance from Dimas Vizmanos against his younger brother who is also the one who murdered her sister.Again and again, Claudia keeps on tossing the small jar in the air that contains this magical thing that surely Zandro was raving about since she stole and kept it that night. Just like what's inside her plan with Zandro's older brother— Dimas Vizmanos— she did her best to get his trust while she's acting as a daughter of their house servant and she's needing a law-related help against her boyfriend who'd been harassing her.The brilliant attorney had never been easy to tame nor to fool, the way he asked questions and investigated gave Claudia frequent heart attacks. In her fear of getting caught— she used
RULE NUMBER: 2NEVER MEDDLE in each other's personal life. They are allowed to ask a few questions like the shallow ones; a favorite color, food, movie, book, and such. But the personal sorts are foul...Does Blythe have been too much when she heads to Attorney Vizmanos' room and accidentally hears Antonette's moan from there?To interfere or meddle over Zandro's life has never been her plan because right from the start Blythe was already informed of how many lines she can only step on in the life of her fake husband. She's just too grateful and because of overflowing joy in her chest, she's been heedless of the outcome of her hasty actions.And it's not like she stayed there just to listen more, yet she also apologized for what she's done. But what does she get from Alezzandro? Insults and more painful words.Zandro didn't just say them, he slapped them in her chest like Blythe is no different from the girls out there he's paying to satisfy his needs... On second thought, what is it
"SPIDER""A-ATTORNEY." Her greeting came out broken, shocked by the presence of the man standing behind her and looking like listening to her conversation with her boss. "Do you need anything?"From leaning lazily against the cream-colored wall, Zandro gently walked towards Blythe. So opposite of that, his face was sculpted with the aristocracy that it can't even show some tenderness. It's always darkly menacing, constantly intimidating, and always gorgeous. Zandro came close to face her better, his face lits up when he lessen the crumples on his forehead. He then took a deep breath before he caressed her cheek."I'm so sorry," he started out. Lost in what he was doing, but Blythe still tried hard to keep it to herself. To trigger another heated argument with this brilliant man is the last thing she wants to happen, her emotion got the best of her this morning when she raised her voice and even turned her back on him. His eyes held nothing as he stared at her. "What I told you earl
"FAVOURITE"BUT SINCE they were at the top of his mansion and his butler looked nowhere around, Val has never came along which causes Zandro from freezing harder in his place. Fearing that he would faint any time, Blythe quickly attended to him. From his abdomen equipped with rock-hard muscles, Blythe grabbed the eight-inch spider away.As the scary spider disappears from his body, his breathing gradually calms down. Blythe took it far from him as she freed it, and before she faced Alezzandro again, she first picked up a glass of water and gave it to him."Are you okay now?" she asked as she watched him gulping the water. "Do you want me to call Val to check on you?"Zandro put his glass down, but instead of answering her queries he suddenly pulled her into his arms and wrapped her in a very tight hug. Dumbfounded as F! She nearly had a heart attack because of his sudden movement but once again, it was his magical embrace that sent her into comfort as if she were lying on top of the s
"HIS CALMING PILL"DIMAS NEARLY lost his jaw when his father struck his face with a powerful blow for the fifth time now and he did nothing but be on his feet, rooted like an unmoving log in his front. Clenching his jaw as hard as possible to remain expressionless and invincible. This has been happening for three decades now, his body was used to the pain already."I really can't figure out where did you get that stupid mind of yours!" he growled in a very furious voice while his nose crinkles in loathe. "Do you really have a mind or you are really nothing but an airheaded, worthless as*hole?!""Arquero, please..." cried by his mother while she was trying hard to keep his father's fingers from pointing at him. The pity she's feeling for her son is making her weep louder, but it can't do anything about her husband's wrath. "Our son's hurting.""Do you see any sparkle of care in my eyes?" he spat without any tone in his ice-cold voice.His father moved a little further from him, but the
"THE PRECIOUS MEMORY OF CASSIDY"WATCHING THE sun setting behind the thick group of Cumulonimbus clouds; the shaft of lights also called the crepuscular rays were now radiating in every part of the peaceful sky but inside Zandro's chest, there is no peace left. It's always the void that's growing wider and wider each day, the loneliness is a foe that is always there for him to fight. But what keeps on hurting him more is the memories that never left his head despite how busy, how sleepy or drunk he was.After signing the last paper from the pile on his table, Zandro dragged his back on the backrest of his swivel chair, he shut his eyes tightly as he let his long fingers dance against his temple.It's been quite a long and tiring day yet, he doesn't feel like going home because dealing with his thoughts and loneliness, also faking his niceness towards that stupid Monroe will get him more exhausted for sure.Ugh! That girl is getting him into trouble every freaking chance possible. Not