I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Even though I used to flirt with some girls when I was not in a committed relationship, I've never in my entire life imagined that I'll be having an open relationship with someone. What's more is that, the one who's asking for it is my wife—my legally wedded wife. I was utterly shocked and furious at the same time. A lawyer calling for an open relationship. What are the odds? "We're married. We're about to have a child," I murmured in disbelief, looking at her blankly. "I already sent the documents to process our annulment. I asked a close friend to help us out. You can't have your child be fatherless," she asserted, pushing my hand lightly away from her belly. "You are carrying my child," I mumbled in a low voice. "I know. But your girlfriend needs you more than I do," she replied as if it was nothing to her. "She's not my girlfriend. We've already parted for two years already," I explained, trying to keep myself calm despite my hands tre
I pulled her nearer, pressing my lips against hers. She tried to push me away, but I pulled her even closer. I could feel my heart pounding like a drum beating at a fast pace. I shouldn't do this right now, but I couldn't control the pent-up frustration I've been pushing aside these past few days—I want her badly.She soon gave in as she wrapped her arms around my head and opened her mouth lightly as she matched my pace. Our tongues intertwined a few times as our breaths grew heavy. I pushed her, pinning her on the seat as I slowly reclined the seat backwards.This is not enough to clench my thirst—I want more. I want her badly that I am going crazy as the heat of my body rose and my mind was in chaos."Can I?" I whispered to her ear as I pulled lightly from her lips."Not until you're sober enough to realize what you're doing," she said as she pushed me away to get out of the car.I rushed out of the car and followed her like a dog. She entered the elevator so I ran before she could
I was so petrified to move, seeing Laia sitting while trembling on the tiled bathroom floor tainted with blood. “W-We need to c-call Nina...,” she stammered, looking at me with a horrified look on her face. I couldn't speak nor move—I remained staring at her blankly due to horror. “Elrod! CALL NINA!!!” she screamed desperately, then she tried to stand on her own. I jolted from her scream as my body trembled. I tried to help her to stand as I called Nina, her OB. Ring! Ring! Ring— “Hello? This is Dr. Nina speaking. How may I help you?” she greeted me as soon as she answered the phone. “H-Hello... Th-This is Az, L-Laia's h-husband. I-I don't know w-what to do. She's suddenly bleeding,” stammered, talking on the phone while I was helping Laia to get out of the bathroom. “What?! What exactly happened? No, wait! Bring her to the emergency immediately! I'll be on my way in a bit,” she worriedly exclaimed. I hurriedly helped Laia to change her clothes and hurriedly grabbed all the
My heart is pounding excessively as my mind runs wild from fright."Hic! S-Sir! L-Let me explain... It's not my child!" I exclaimed as his men handed the rifle to his hand.He looked at me sharply while loading the ammo to the magazine before slapping it back to the rifle. I stepped back, stumbling down as my knees gave out due to fright. He then pulled and pushed the bolt handle back before lifting the rifle towards the target as he turned around in position to shoot.Bang!I felt my heart stop beating for a second as the gun shot sound echoed loudly across the shooting room. No wonder they were all using a muffler--it was deafening. I turned to look at the target and saw him missing just an inch away from the center."Tsk! Let's not talk about the unimportant matters for now. I don't have much time. Do you know how to use a gun?" he asked.I shook my head while composing myself to stand up though I'm still shivering from shock.I don't have much idea about guns though I played a lot
My head suddenly felt like it's going to explode in anxiousness as my voice echoed across the room. "Do you really love your current girlfriend?" she asked in a rather pitiful voice. "Sorry... I didn't mean to raise my voice. Please… What exactly did you say to my parents? My father just got out of the hospital yesterday. I don't want to give them another shock," I begged in a low voice, trying to control my emotion. "I just asked them how they are. She also said that she was sad when she learned that we both broke up after 7 years of relationship. She also told me that you never had any girlfriend after that, but just recently you brought a girl home. Though you didn't formally introduce her to your parents, she said she knew that you both have a close relationship. She also told me that the girl used to be your classmate during grade school," she replied. "Did you tell them anything weird? Like regarding your son? Or regarding why we broke up?" I asked. "Are you really going to
Just for a split second, when she uttered the word she said, even with the tone of sarcasm made me imagine our future with our little children messing around the house as their cute little laughter echoed across the room. I couldn't wait to be a father. The thought of hearing her call me "Daddy" someday was enough to put a smile on my face. I playfully teased her, "Call me Daddy from now on." "That's so cheesy," she retorted. "You're not my father." I chuckled and persisted, "You can either call me Az or Daddy, your choice." She huffed in annoyance, "Fine. I'll just stick with Az." "Say it," I challenged with a smirk on my face. "AZ!" she exclaimed, her voice ringing out in frustration. The sudden volume of her voice nearly burst my eardrum, causing a sharp pain in my ear. I almost dropped my phone as I pulled it away from me briefly. I chuckled, my ears still ringing from the sudden burst of sound. "Calm down, babe. You’re hurting my ears," I said, still teasing. Despite her
I woke up early in the morning and took a jog around the park with anxiety and uncertainty as I tried to pull myself together just before the late sun rose and greet everyone a good day. The cold breeze embraced my skin, cooling down my body as I ran aimlessly in circles a few times. My phone rang suddenly as I gasped for air after running half an hour straight without a rest. "Hello?" I answered without even checking who the caller was. "Your mom and I are preparing some dishes your girlfriend will like. What time are you going to arrive?" a familiar voice asked. "It's still too early to prepare dad...," I chuckled—they seemed to be excited to meet Laia again. Should I tell them already? I don't want to wait for Tiffany's return before I secure Laia and I's relationship. "Dad, I have something to tell you later. I'll message you or Mom after I pick up Laia from the villa," I said. "Villa? I thought she lived in an apartment near your area. Is there even a villa around the area
Despite my calm expression, my mind was actually in turmoil. I could see their intense glare, looking at my eyes through my soul as they waited for me to open my mouth. My father's brows furrowed as he squinted his eyes while looking at me with both confusion and expectation. He's aware that I would never say anything trivial with the tone of my voice. Am I really ready to tell them about this? Would it really be alright to tell them now? The table was filled with silence for a moment as my anxiety intensified. My hand suddenly trembled, as my body shivered from the sudden chills, remembering my father's incident just a week ago. I tried to clasp my hands together to keep myself calm as Laia patted my knee beneath the table before gently caressing it, calming me with the warmth of her palm and the ticklish, subtle movement of her thumb. I took a deep breath as I held Laia’s hand, grasping it tightly while preparing myself emotionally for any negative reaction that my parents might