LOGINIsabella, a young lady in her 20s is forced into an an arranged marriage with a Billionaire's son, Alexander in order to provide for herself and her family, and also to live a luxury life, but already entangled with her lover , Marco. As Isabella navigate her new life she must confront the secrets of her family's past, the forbidden love she left behind, and the darkness of her husband's family's business dealings.
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AlexisPagod at puyat from the party. Drinking and partying with friends and of course with my lovey dude boyfriend.
This is how my life is. And the hell! I'm enjoying it. But never did I think na mababago ang life ko in just one blink of an eye!"It's final! You will marry Zac Rogen Walker." There's finality in my Dad's voice.
Like seriously?
"Dad, are you insane? I can't marry him! I didn't even know that old man thingy billionaire," I answered with disdain in my voice.
Yucks! Nandidiri ako. Ano kaya itsura niyan baka matandang panot at uugod-ugod na? Just never! I will not marry him. Sinuswerte siya.
"Mind your language! Zac is only 38 years old. He is younger than me," my Dad said na umuusok na ang ilong sa galit.
Pero bahala siya!
"I said no! I already have Rond na mas bata at gwapo. Bakit ako magpapakasal diyan?"
Talagang brat lang ako. Puro konsumisyon ang ibinibigay ko sa aking parents. Well, that's me and they love me."Alexis, he has a name. Hindi mo pa siya nakikita anak. Don't judge him easily." That's my Mom na kahit galit na ay kay hina pa rin ng boses. Pero mahal ko ang mommy ko.
"Mom, did you see him? Di ba, hindi? Nagpapaka-mysterious yang Uncle Zac na yan ah. Wala pang nakakita ng mukha. Baka mag-collapse ako pag nakita ko siya." It's just a joke na tinotoo naman ni Mommy, giving me a sour face.
"Enough! Whether you like it or not! You will marry Zac Rogen Walker. And that's final!" Talaga lang ha! Nanggagalaiti na si Daddy sa galit.
But wait, is our company suffering from bankruptcy?
"Bakit Dad, namumulubi na ba tayo? At kailangan ko talaga pakasalan siya? My answer is final too. I will NOT marry that old Zac!" M*****a talaga ako. What I want I will always get but aaminin ko medyo mahihirapan ako dito.
I can see that my Dad's hand is trembling dahil sa galit. Parang gusto niya na akong sampalin. But he loves me kaya hindi niya gagawin 'yon. And my Mom is always there to calm him down.
"Hon, tama na. Your heart..." saad niya sabay hagod sa likod ni Dad.
Wow, they are so sweet, and yet they will let their only daughter marry an old stranger!
Wala ba akong karapatang ma-in love? Pero love ko na ba si Rond? Ay, ewan!Iniwan ko silang dalawa magka-lovey-dovey at padabog na umakyat sa aking kwarto.Hayy... Life is so cruel sometimes.Matawagan nga ang loka-loka kong friend na si Debbie."Hoy Girl! Ano, saan tayo tonight?" tanong ko. I need to party or else maloloka ako nang tuluyan.
"Alexis?" tanong nito.
Aba, lasing pa ata ang babaeng 'to.
"Eh, Sino pa ba girl? Parang lutang tayo ah, don't tell me lasing ka pa?" biro ko lang yan.
Ganyan kami, mga lukaret na babae.
Tumawa siya nang malakas.
"Alam ko, just confirming. Iba boses mo dai, is there a problem?" seryosong tanong nito.She is indeed my best friend. Loka-loka pero pag kailangan ay laging nandiyan.
"Yes, meron at malaki! The shocking news was dropped by my parents today. At naloka ako girl!" sagot ko. With matching rolling of my eyes pa 'yan ha. Kahit hindi ako nakikita ni Debbie alam na alam niya ang gesture at mannerism ko hehe.
"Ay ano 'to. Share na girl dali!" Parang excited lang ang gaga ah.
" My parents arranged a marriage between me and Zac Rogen Walker." Wala nang echos deretso bagsak na ng balita.
At nabingi ako sa sigaw ng lukaret kong friend. Masaya pa siya! Gaga talaga.
"My God! Excited ako, girl. Is this the Mysterious Billionaire na kahit sa interview sa tv or radyo ay nakatago ang mukha?" excited na tanong nito.
"Yes, may iba pa ba? Masaya ka pa! If we know ang pangit ng matandang 'yon! Ako pa talaga ang napiling pakasalan huh." Taray-tarayan lang muna ang peg natin. For goodness sake! Ayoko talaga sa lalaking 'yon! Over my dead beautiful body.
"Hmmm, pangit or ubod ng gwapo?" Ay sumigaw pa talaga. Basag na ang eardrum ko sa babaeng ito.
"Magtigil ka nga! Na-praning ka na talaga kakabasa mo ng mga novel eh. Girl, it's for real. Kutob ko ang pangit niya." Eww! Talagang ayoko sa kanya.
"Girl, baka kainin mo lahat ng sinabi mo ah!" Babala nito.
"That will never happen! Baka isuka ko pa. Oh siya tonight, pick me up here in my house. Let's drink to this bullshit marriage arrangement." Maglalasing ang lola niyo.
Tawa lang ang isinagot ni Debbie tapos nawala na sa linya without saying goodbye.
She is the only friend of mine na totoo. Ang iba ay nakiki-friend lang for popularity and social purposes. Magkapareha din kami ng utak kaya nag-click kami as best friends since high school until College.
Nakaka-stress lang. This problem is giving me a total headache. I don't know kung ano ang gagawin 'ko! My Daddy is ten times more stubborn than me. He will push this marriage no matter what. At alam niyo na kung saan ako nagmana.**************************
At the ClubMedyo boring dito sa Club. Wala akong makitang gwapo. My bf, Rond, is busy handling their family business. His Dad wants him to focus on the future of their company as the successor, it's his responsibility anyway.And mine? Well, it is to marry that old Zac! Pag naalala ko talagang bad trip girl!
My best friend Debbie is dancing on the dance floor na parang nakawala lang sa mental. Lukaret talaga.
"Girl, come on! Let's dance!" sigaw nito.
Lasing na, ang bilis naman. Talagang gaga lang ang babaeng 'to. Ininom ba naman ang bottle of wine in just one shot lang. At ubos!
"Lasing na, girl." At naki-join na rin ako.Sayaw dito, sayaw doon.
To the left...
To the right...Talagang inangkin na namin ang buong dance floor sa kagagahan namin. Nag-give way naman ang mga tao. Syempre Black Pink with the tune of DDU DDU.For your information mga girls, magaling kami sumayaw kahit loka-loka lang. Our two buddies ay nasa bakasyon pa, nasa Europe. Magaling din ang mga 'yon magsayaw. As of now kami na muna ni Debbie hindi pa kompleto ang girl group namin.Feel na feel ko ang music at beat nang biglang madapa ang ate niyo!
Oh my God! My face! Talagang pumikit ako. Hindi ko kayang tingnan ang paglagapak ko sa matigas na semento. At sa mukha ko pa talaga!
But wait...It's been 10 seconds pero hindi ako nag-landing sa semento! I open my eyes and there he is... Those beautiful gray eyes greeted me!Para akong nalulunod sa mga mata niya. Ang ganda!My knight in shining armor!
Nakahawak lang naman siya sa beywang ko, catching me while I'm drowned in his charm."Are you okay?" Wow, his voice is very manly. And I like it. Malalabong na pilik-mata at tantalizing kissable lips na tila ba tinatawag ako to kiss him.
Hoy! Alexis ano ang ginagawa mo? Wake up, girl! Nakakahiya ka kaya.Bwesit na brain. Tumigil ka!I'm enjoying being in his arms."Yes, I'm okay thank you." Pero syempre, need natin magpa-formal baka sabihin ay easy girl tayo.
At bigla niya akong binitiwan! Aba, bwesit na lalaki. Buti nalang at naka-balance ako.
"Then that's good because you are blocking the way." At 'yon lang walang lingon sa likod na umalis at iniwan ang beauty ko!
Ang yabang lang. Ano naman ngayon kung may gray eyes ka? Hmmph.
May brown eyes naman ako!"Are you okay, girl?" Nag-aalalang tanong ni Debbie.
Inirapan ko lang siya. "What do you think?" Alam naman niya na hindi. Bad trip ang beauty ko.
" Syempre hindi haha. Pero in fairness ang gwapo girl!" tili nito. Talagang babasagin ng babaeng ito ang eardrum ko.
"Yeah, pero ang yabang at ang sungit!" Nakairap kong sagot.
"Ay, huwag kang bad trip, ituloy natin ang pagsasayaw girl. Let's celebrate your marriage." Nakatawang sabi nito.
"Are you crazy? Lalo akong bad trip sa bwesit na marriage na 'yan." My night turns into a disaster. Pero ang gwapo niya nga. I know that he is mature but hindi halata sa age niya.
Whatever! Ang sungit naman.*****************
Pag-uwi ko ng bahay nagkalat ang napakadaming men in black.Just what the hell?What is happening?Nakita ko si Mommy sa living room and I ask her."Mom, what is this?" I ask, confused."Oh you are here, they are Zac's bodyguards," sagot nito.
"What? At ano ang ibig sabihin nito?" I know that I wouldn't like the answer.
" He wants you to stop partying at night dahil makakasama sa health mo." Ano daw?
"Bad for my health? Is he insane?" Hindi pa nga kami kasal ay sinasakal niya na ako.
Bwesit na matandang 'yon! Well, let's see kung mapipigilan mo ako. Magpakasal ka mag-isa!"He is not! He is right. Wala ka nang ginawa kundi maglasing every night." At Sisingit ang kontrabida kong Daddy.
"And who told him na papakasalan ko siya? No way!" At 'yon lang. Nag-walkout na ang beauty ko.
He can't tame me at pasunurin sa mga gusto niya. Tingnan lang natin.
I will never let you win, Zac Rogen Walker!I blinked at Alexander, stunned by the sharpness of his question. The man who had been unexpectedly kind to me at the gala now seemed replaced by the one I’d first met—cold and unyielding.“I went to see my mother,” I replied evenly, forcing my voice to remain calm even as his piercing gaze bore into me.His brow arched, and a humorless laugh escaped his lips. “Your mother?” he repeated, his tone dripping with disbelief. “Or was it someone else you were so eager to meet?”My heart skipped a beat, and my mind immediately raced to Marco. Did he somehow know? Was it written all over my face?“I don’t understand what you’re insinuating,” I said, crossing my arms to shield myself from the accusatory edge in his voice.“Oh, come on, Isabella,” he snapped, taking a step closer. His towering figure seemed to darken the doorway. “Do you think I don’t see what’s going on? The way you linger at every mention of him, the way your face betrays every thought.”“Alexander,” I said, trying to remain
The morning sunlight streamed through the curtains, painting patterns on the walls. I blinked awake, the weight of the previous night still pressing heavily on my chest. The gala, with its whirlwind of emotions, felt like a distant memory yet fresh enough to haunt me. Marco’s face lingered in my mind. His eyes, the way they bore into mine, spoke volumes of unspoken words.I sighed and reached for my phone on the bedside table. A dull ache filled me as I remembered losing my old phone and, with it, Marco’s number. But the events of the gala had rekindled an ache to bridge the gap between us. I opened a messaging app and hesitated before typing a message to the number he gave me the other night:*Hi, Marco. It’s Isabella. I hope you’re doing okay. Let me know when we can talk.*The text felt inadequate, but I hit send before I could overthink it further. Placing the phone down, I swung my legs over the bed and stretched.After a quick shower and breakfast, I decided to visit my mother.
ALEXANDER'S POV My father’s words had a way of echoing long after they were spoken, each syllable sharp and deliberate, like a blade dragging through stone. As I sat in my room, staring blankly at the city lights spilling in through the tall windows, I could still hear his voice from the gala last night, judging Isabella.And me.It wasn’t anger I felt—it was something worse. A hollow ache. I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palms as I thought about the woman downstairs, alone in a house that had never welcomed her.I had never been good with emotions. That wasn’t what Presleys did. My mother was the only one who had ever shown me how to care for someone, and she was gone before I could understand how much I needed her lessons. My father, on the other hand, had taught me to focus on one thing and one thing only: the family empire.Feelings were liabilities. Relationships were distractions. And love? Love was a foolish fairy tale meant for those who didn’t have empires to r
I sat motionless in my chair as Marco's name was called out, echoing in my ears. My pulse was racing out of control as my fists grasped the hem of my silk dress.Why was his name being called out so solemnly, and how the heck did he get here? With a serene assurance radiating from each step, I observed Marco coming up the stage.He commanded the attention of everyone in the opulent ballroom as he stood in front of the podium. Marco said, "Good evening, esteemed guests,"his deep voice effortlessly rising above the muttering of the audience. He continued "Being asked to speak at this gala is an honor. I'm here to highlight how chances that reshape our lives can arise from the challenges we experience, even if my path as an art designer has been anything but typical".As I tried to take in the words, I blinked. A struggling art designer? When had Marco developed into such a polished speaker, addressing a crowd filled with elites like he belonged here?Alexander, who was sitting next to
Sunlight streamed through the thick curtains, but it brought no warmth. I lay still, my mind tangled in the events of the previous day. Marco. His face had been a mirror of emotions—relief, surprise, and something deeper I couldn’t name.Guilt clawed at me as I thought back to our conversation. I h
Marco stood before me, his expression a blend of shock and something softer—relief, perhaps. My heart raced as the weight of the moment settled over us. Time felt like it stretched infinitely, and for a brief second, nothing else existed.Without thinking, I threw my arms around him. He hesitated
The spacious dining hall was bathed in a warm glow as the evening sun sank below the horizon.Near the floor-to-ceiling windows, which provided a charming view of the expansive Presley estate, a modest table had been placed.Alexander was seated when I got there, his posture casual yet composed, a
Morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, the warm glow dancing across the lavish furnishings of my room. I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the small velvet box on my dresser. Alexander’s unexpected gesture still lingered in my mind, but I pushed it aside for now. Today was about recla












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