LOGINWatching my husband and child happily playing by the seashore is a view that fills my heart with so much joy. Our one-year-old child is sitting on the sand while Cedric Miguel entertains and plays with him. Our mansion in Calor Del Cielo has a beautiful view of the beach and sandbars. We spend most of our time here, only going to the Capital twice a week. This has become our home. We often stay on the beach in the afternoon when the sun is not too strong. It's very obvious that our child loves the view of the sea, which is why he often asks to be brought to the shore and loves to play in the sand. I couldn't be happier than to be with my family here in my favorite place. Every day that passes is filled with unparalleled joy with them. It's a world away from the pain I once knew. And then, the memories of yesterday, with their alluring charm, crashed over me like a tidal wave, completely overwhelming my senses and making it utterly impossible not to look back, but this time I recalled
I thought I made myself clear to Leanna, but I didn't expect that after our conversation, she would try to commit suicide and their family would pressure Gav even more. I'm consumed by the urge to retaliate against her father for trying to tear us apart, but I know that if I do, Gav will be hurt and angered. When she left, I almost went crazy looking for her. So I didn't miss the opportunity to marry her before we left Calor del Cielo. I will tie her to me so that if she ever tries to run and leave me again, she'll find herself unable to escape the bonds of our marriage. It's not her love I doubt; it's her boundless kindness that worries me, her tendency to sacrifice her own happiness for others. But know this, my beloved Gabriella, you are mine now, and you will forever be Mrs. Cedrick Miguel Villacencio.When we returned to the Capital, we made everything official. We informed her family that we were married and preparing for our formal grand wedding. But her family really didn't wa
I was raised in a world where desires were instantly gratified, where my family's wealth and power could procure anything, including the affections of any woman who caught my eye. For a long time, I believed love was a fleeting fancy, a simple attraction destined to fade into boredom. The older generation only romanticized it, painting it as something profound, but I saw it as mere infatuation or, at best, obsession. Perhaps true love existed in some bygone era, but I was convinced it had been eroded by modern life. I admit I had doubts about it. If there are people who can love so long without being reciprocated, I say it might be an obsession. Haven't known someone like that though because love for me is like the course of life, constantly changing and uncertain. I'm not saying I don't believe it though, because in the back of my mind, I believe it's true and that deep kind of love still exists, but so rare nowadays. A good example is my parents because I’ve seen how they love, va
It was my last day in the hospital, and I was getting discharged today. I was surprised when my father came and visited me."Can I talk to you, child?" His voice, hesitant as he stood in the doorway, asking quietly.My gaze flickered to Cedric Miguel and signaled him to leave us for a while because my husband seemed to have no intention of leaving me. He stood firm, an unspoken battle raging in his eyes. I knew what he was thinking. He knew, as did I, the likely motive behind this sudden visit. We assumed that my father was only here to plead for Leanna, but I still wanted to give him a chance to speak to me out of respect because he was still my father. With a silent request, I urged Cedric to grant us this moment. Glad I convinced him so he gently tapped my shoulder and whispered that he would be outside my room and would wait. I nodded immediately for him to leave so Dad and I could be alone."Why did you come here, Dad?" The question trembled on my lip
I awoke to a stark white room, every surface reflecting a sterile, unfamiliar light. A throbbing ache pulsed through my head, mirroring the dull pain that enveloped my body. As my vision cleared, I saw Cedrick Miguel, his face etched with worry, his eyes reflecting a deep, palpable fear. Beside him stood his parents, their expressions mirroring his anxiety. And then I saw Kaycee, Aunt Eleanor, Jimena, and Inigo gathered on the other side of my bed; it was comforting and dreamlike to see them all there.Was I dreaming? It seemed impossible that they were all here, united in this sterile space, their concern focused solely on me. I blinked my eyes several times, thinking I was just hallucinating, but I still saw their faces looking at me."Baby," Cedrick's voice was thick with emotion, "thank God you're awake. How do you feel? Does anything hurt?" He asked in rapid succession.I remained silent, lost in the fog of confusion, struggling to grasp the reality until I
That day, I visited Kaycee's apartment because I had missed her and I wanted to spend more time with her. I filed a half-day leave from work, and my husband allowed it. He told me to have fun with my friend, and we agreed that he would just pick me up after work. Lately, a storm of cravings had been raging within me. I craved weird food and my appetite had become even stronger. My kind friend promised to cook my favorite food so that's why I rushed to her apartment and visited her there. We had a great time eating and talking. I stayed in the apartment for almost five hours, and Kaycee and I did nothing but have fun and chat. It was almost six o'clock when Cedrick Miguel texted that he would be late in picking me up because of an important meeting. I decided to just take a taxi home so I wouldn't be a bother. Kaycee offered to take me home, but I refused. The thought of burdening Kaycee gnawed at me so I opted for a taxi, that would be more convenient for me I guess. Kaycee just dec







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