Valerie's POV My nose twitches and my eyes flick open, the rays of the sun setting on my skin. I sit up and glance around as the memories of yesterday's event come rushing as well as last night. I turn to the curtains to see them open. Did Ryan open them? I look towards the door and it is still locked. Maybe the curtains were drawled to their sides last night. I get out of bed and move towards the door, rubbing my two hands on my eyes to rub off the sleep. I am damn hungry and I could eat a horse right now. I unlock the door and get out. Finding my way to the kitchen, I get to the living room and my eyes fall on Ryan sleeping on the floor with his blanket hanging on his leg, half of it on the couch. Did he fall from the couch or he purposely slept on the floor? I almost chuckle at the sight of him sleeping with his legs apart. I know he might want to go to work since there is no talk of a honeymoon and I really don't want him around for the whole day. Maybe I should wake him
Ryan's POVLike an erupting volcano, I burst into my parent's mansion with anger coursing through me and stormy red eyes.I stalk towards the second living room when no one is in sight the moment I enter, except for the maids whom I do not feel like talking to.The person I want to see is my mother. And dad.They both caused this. If only they didn't try to force me or blackmail me into marrying that crazy woman in the penthouse, maybe I won't be this frustrated, angry, and sad, and I would probably be on my way to work, excited for a new day's challenge.They caused this so they should answer for this.During the wedding yesterday, I realized mother was the one behind it all. She was the one who reminded my dad about it and pushed him to force me into this.This is just unfair. This is unfair.This is sheer wickedness.Just before I get to the living room, Nita appears. When she spots me, she smiles and waves her hand but I shove her away and enter to see mom sitting on her usual cha
Valerie's POVFrederick is the type of man who loves a woman with everything he possesses. He was the exact type of man I wanted; one who loves fiercely and passionately. One who loves me for who I am. One who doesn't criticize my shortcomings but accepts and loves them as well.A man who looks at me and smiles for no reason. A man who loves even my dirtiest moment.That is Fred.This is the exact definition of Fred. He is that man. And it was so hard not to fall deeply in love with him.The way he loves me, the way he smiles at me, and the way he shuts me up with a kiss whenever I am in the mood for an argument always gets me weak in the legs.I keep loving him every single day for loving me despite everything.But one thing is an obstacle.His cheating nature.I doubt if Fred would ever stop doing that. Being with Brenda is what broke the camel's back and I don't ever want to be with him again, even though it hurts.It hurts so much.My heart hurts. It feels like a fire is in my hea
Ryan's POVMy gaze darts outside the car window, watching the rain pattering and the droplets sliding down the window as I ignore the fear consuming my insides.I left the office before the rain began so I could come back to my parent's mansion to see mom or dad.But on second thought, I decided to see Anita instead. Mom will never tell me what it is. Dad must have sworn to secrecy never to tell me either and it's breaking me. Curiosity is killing me.My mother is dying and I didn't even notice a strange thing? Is this how much I have distanced myself from my family?What exactly is happening? Where exactly is it hurting? Why did Anita use the word "dying" instead of sick? Is it something incurable? Mother doesn't even look sick. She looks as healthy as always. She even looks more beautiful recently and the thought of it almost makes me tear up.My mother can't die. No.I will do everything in my power to see to it that she survives this but first I need to know the source of the ai
Valerie's POVIt thunders continuously and I scramble out of bed with agitation. This is the third time I am getting out of bed because of the scary rambling of the thunder.Right now, I am done with the idea of sleeping alone in this goddamn cold room.When I was home, whenever it rains and there is thunder, I always run to my parent's room. Whenever I feel uncomfortable running over to them, I take solace in Fred.That fucking idiot.Now I hate him so much for thinking I will overlook what he did with Brenda simply because she was the one who seduced him.How could he allow her to do that to him on two different occasions and he expects me to take him back?If I hadn't gotten married to a man like Ryan, would he have called me so we could meet?Even though my heart still beats for him, I want to get rid of all the memories I had with him and I know the best way to do that is to have good times with someone else so it will be easier to erase the ones I had with Fred.It will be quite
Ryan's POVI was slightly frightened when she spoke up. I never thought I would meet her up here in my room. It was the least I expected.My banging headache, my sorrow and the bad effect the rain has on me today aren't helping matters.I came into the room with my eyes close. I just wanted everything to go back to normal; the way it used to be when I had no problem in the world and even if I do, I always go home to talk to mom about it and it will be resolved. Most of the problems I always had always had to do with my company. Mother is always ready to help.Sometimes, when I need Dad's help, I indirectly sort out his help by going to my mom. She is my backbone. She gives me a shoulder to lean on. She is my mentor.She is a good woman with a heart of gold. Why is Valerie in my room? I ask inwardly when she waves a hand at me to jerk me out of my reverie.The headache I am feeling is a result of the accumulated stress and also the thinking I have been doing all morning. I am supposed
Valerie's POVRyan is good-looking but dumb.When I said we should grant his mother's wish, I didn't mean having sex but the horrified look on his face says it all. That was his own interpretation of my statement.I lived with Fred yet I never had sex with him because I wasn't ready. What then will make me have sex with Ryan whom I am not even attracted?Nothing."I am not talking about sex, silly", I rush forward toward him.He sighs with relief and finally nods his head."Why will you even think of that? You are not even my type", I voice out before I can control it. He does not answer and I bite my lips in regret for saying that. "Besides, it is against the contract…""You are not my type, either", he brushes past me to go to the bathroom. I thought he wanted to take a bath but a second later, he comes out with a wet face.Well, we are even now. He is not my type and I am not his type."Won't you ask me what I meant?" I follow him behind as he walks to the bed.He slouches onto the
Ryan's POVWhen she isn't out after five minutes, I let out a sigh, not out of surprise because I know she is the world wide known definition of tardiness.She is never early to anything. Not even our wedding.Who am I to even think today will be different?That woman is just one out of a hell of bat-shit insane women out there. I used to think I have this sort of effect on women but Valerie is an exemption.I never thought I would also be ever cool-headed with a woman but Valerie is that woman who is suddenly turning me into a cool-headed man.How can I keep up with my arrogance when she doesn't even give me room for that? How can I keep up with my stubbornness when she is way more stubborn than I am to the point that I get exhausted and tired of going back and forth with her with words?At this point, I think I am just going to let her have her way. I have a lot to deal with and having to put her on my list of problems right now is not something I can afford to do.My mother is my p