LOGINThey can't take my son away from me. Magkakamatayan talaga kami, sakin lang ang anak ko. And yes, I'm hiding my son. Not because I'm embarrassed of having him. But because ayokong maranasan niya ang pagiging malupit ng pamilya ng ama niya. Ayokong masaktan nila ang anak ko. I will protect him in any way I can. I don't want my son to feel that he is unwanted and unloved. I'll do what it takes to protect him. Because it's not just him I needed to protect. But also my daughter, his twin.
Nakauwi kami ng tahimik ng anak ko. Nakahinga ako ng maluwag nang hindi na kami sinundan ni Mrs. Madrigal. Pero hindi pa rin ako dapat makampante dahil dun I have to make sure that nothing will happen to me and my kids. Habang nasa byahe ay nag-iisip pa rin ako kung ano ang susunod kong plano dahil sa oras na nagtagpo ang landas namin ni Mrs. Madrigal ay alam ko na kung ano ang kaya nitong gawin. Kaya kailangan ko siyang maunahan bago pa niya gawin ang susunod niyang hakbang upang mapalapit sa mga anak ko. "You can ask, son." Pagbigay permiso ko sa kanya. "It's not important, Mom. I won't ask anything cause I know you're uncomfortable talking about it. I'm fine, Mom." Magalang na tugon niya. At an early age, anyone could tell that my son was smart and cautious of his words. He's careful about it because he's afraid of offending the person he's talking with. And with that I'm proud and I could say that I raised him well. Eros is a loving son and brother to his sister, Aphrodite. I'm grateful that I raised them to be well-mannered and smart kids. Even if they weren't smart, I want them to be respectful and responsible. Kasi kahit kung may mangyari sakin ay makakampante pa rin ako na maalagaan nila ang mga sarili nila. I'll fight for them no matter what. Hanggang kamatayan ipaglalaban ko ang mga anak ko. Ganyan ko sila kamahal. No words can describe how I feel for them. The urge to love and protect them motivates me and makes me continue to live, at least for them. Hind umimik pa si Eros, kaya tahimik kami hanggang pagdating sa bahay. Hindi kasi siya palasalita. Tinulungan ako ni Eros na ilabas ang mga pinamili namin. Kaya ako nalang din ang bumukas sa pintuan. Sabay naming dinala ang mga pinamili namin sa kusina. "Mommy!!" Agad akong napalingon kung saan nanggaling ang matinis na boses na 'yon. I automatically smiled and hugged her. "Tita-Ninang bought another collar for Pillow. It's really cute! Come with me, Mommy!" Bumaling din siya sa kapatid niya. "Come Kuya! Let's go!" She both dragged us with her towards the garden. Nakangiti akong napailing. Napakakulit talaga ng baby ko. Bumaling ako kay Eros na nakangiting nakatingin sa nakababatang kapatid. He really loves his sister. Hindi na ako nagulat nang bigla kaming nakarinig ng pagtahol. Mas lalong lumawak ang ngisi ni Aphrodite nang makita ang mga alaga namin. Her dog was a little white chow chow puppy. She named her Pillow because she was white as her pillow. She was right Pillow looked cute with her new collar. My son's dog was a cute Siberian husky. His name was Alpha because he looked like one. And my pet was a German shepherd like theirs mine was a puppy too. His name was Rex because it was the only name I could think of. They started to play with the puppies, so I excused myself while they had fun. I walked towards the kitchen. I could smell the delicious aroma of food. "I cooked for our lunch. Where's the kids?" She asked while stirring the vegetable soup. "At the backyard, playing with the puppies. Thanks for looking after Aphrodite. Did she enjoy her piano lesson?" I asked while preparing the table. "Yeah, she really is fond of music. Ako ng bahala dyan. Day off mo ngayon take a rest. I can look after the kids instead. Malapit na naman akong matapos dito. I'm their godmother anyway." Yes, she was. Siya ang kinuha kong ninang ng kambal. She was my best friend since childhood, Xaviena Beaumont. "And I'm lucky that I am. So how's work?" "It's doin' fine. Bukas babalik din naman ako. Tatawagin ko muna ang mga bata." Pagpapaalam ko bago tumayo. She didn't stopped me since she was already done cooking. I'm grateful that I have a friend like her. Siya ang naging kasama at sandalan ko during my pregnancy. She helped me raised my twins and I couldn't be more happier than I am now. I looked at my kids, giggling while the puppies licked them. My heart swelled up just by looking at my little angels. Admiring their every move. Ignoring the little expressions visible on their faces. "Pillow stop! It tickles!" Aphrodite giggled while trying to hold Pillow. "Hey, Alpha! Stop! It tickles!" Eros laughed until he caught Alpha and hugged him. "Hey, kids. It's time to eat. Let's go." I said while walking towards them. Nang nakita ako ng mga tuta ay agad din silang lumapit sa akin. Natatawa akong kinarga silang tatlo. "It's lunchtime for them too, Mommy!" Matinis na sabi ni Aphrodite. She even bounced up and down excitedly. Natawa nalang sa kanya ang kakambal. "Yeah, but it's dangerous jumping like that Aphrodite you might sprain your ankle." Saway ng Kuya niya. Na agad din naman niyang sinunod. Sabay kaming bumalik sa bahay. Pinakain muna namin ang mga tuta bago pumunta sa loob ng bahay. "How was your piano lesson? Did you enjoy that, baby?" I asked using a gentle voice while caressing her head, straightening some wild strands. "Yes, Mommy! Tita-Ninang and Teacher Bea taught me well! And it was really fun! I can't wait 'till the next lesson again!" She replied, coating her voice with enthusiasm and curiosity. Aphrodite likes going outdoors, camp out and so on. Hilig sa adventure, hindi ko nga alam kung ikasaya ko o ikakatakot iyon.The contractions returned with a vengeance at 3:17 AM, tearing through the sanctuary like an enemy assault no one could outrun. Cinthye jolted awake with a sharp, guttural cry, her hands fisting the sheets as white-hot pain radiated through her body. The quadruplets were done waiting. Damien was instantly awake, his warrior instincts kicking in. His eyes widened with controlled panic, but his movements were pure precision as he scooped her into his arms, cradling her heavy form against his chest. “It’s time,” she gasped, another wave ripping through her like lightning. “All of them—Damien, they’re coming fast! I can feel it!” The sanctuary medical wing transformed into a controlled storm of urgency. Alarms blared in measured tones. Doctors and nurses moved with military precision, holographic displays flashing vital signs. Outside the reinforced doors, the crew sprang into action. Romnick paced like a caged animal, cracking nervous jokes to hide his fear. Nicholas barked orders int
"Good afternoon Ma." Bungad ni Cairo sa Ina na prenteng nakaupo sa swivel char ng opisina na niya. Her hazel eyes reflected his. Kitang-kita ang ganda nito sa kabila ng edad. His Mom age like a fine wine, that's why he understood why his Dad goes crazy over her. "Hello, son." Bati nito sa kanya, sinusukat ng tingin nito ang kabuoan niya bago lumipat sa kasama. Tumayo ito at lumapit kay Avern. "Are you okay, hija? Bakit hingal na hingal ka?" Tanong ng Ina habang masama ang tingin sa kanya. Agad niyang tinaas ang magkabilang kamay hudyat na sumusuko siya lalo na wala siyang kinalaman sa—oh well not really. I kinda took her breath away, not in the way that he wanted but oh well. Sapo ni Avern ang dibdib at hinahabol ang hininga. "Ayos lang po ako, Ma'am." The woman clicked her tongue in disagreement. "Didn't I told you to call me Tita? Avern, hija. How long have you been managing the VilMode in my son's stead?" Napababa siya ng tingin. "Eight years, Ma'am." "Goodness me! Lumipas na
The sanctuary stronghold pulsed with life like never before. What was once a fortress of cold steel and shadowed corridors had transformed into a vibrant haven, echoing with the piercing cries of infants, bursts of laughter, and the occasional frustrated groan from sleep-deprived adults. The quadruplets—born from the crucible of war and passion—ruled the roost: Alex, named for the fierce legacy of Alejandro, with his tiny fists already clenching like he was ready for battle; Elena, honoring Damien’s mother, whose wails cut through the air like a commander’s order; Victor, symbolizing unyielding resilience; and Luna, the moonlit miracle who had witnessed her parents’ unbreakable bond under starlit skies. Cinthye lounged in the sunlit family lounge, the golden rays filtering through reinforced bulletproof glass. Luna nursed contentedly at her breast, while Alex dozed against Damien’s broad chest. Her body still throbbed from the grueling birth, muscles protesting with every shift, but
The years had woven a delicate tapestry of power and tenderness around the sprawling stronghold, where shadows of empire danced with the laughter of children. The quadruplets—Alex, Elena, Victor, and Luna—were now five years old, bursting with the unbridled energy of youth yet already echoing the formidable legacy of their parents. Alex moved with a quiet intensity, his sharp eyes forever scanning the edges of rooms as if shadows themselves whispered secrets. Elena commanded any space she entered with a single, piercing glance that could silence a room. Victor charged through life with bold physicality, tumbling and wrestling like a future warrior, while Luna carried an intuitive calm that mirrored her mother Cinthye's serene strength, diffusing tensions with a gentle word or touch. The stronghold had transformed from a mere fortress into a vibrant family haven, every corner a masterful blend of defense and delight. Play areas nestled behind reinforced tactical walls, where swings h
The contractions returned with a vengeance at 3:17 AM, tearing through the sanctuary like an enemy assault no one could outrun. Cinthye jolted awake with a sharp, guttural cry, her hands fisting the sheets as white-hot pain radiated through her body. The quadruplets were done waiting. Damien was instantly awake, his warrior instincts kicking in. His eyes widened with controlled panic, but his movements were pure precision as he scooped her into his arms, cradling her heavy form against his chest. “It’s time,” she gasped, another wave ripping through her like lightning. “All of them—Damien, they’re coming fast! I can feel it!” The sanctuary medical wing transformed into a controlled storm of urgency. Alarms blared in measured tones. Doctors and nurses moved with military precision, holographic displays flashing vital signs. Outside the reinforced doors, the crew sprang into action. Romnick paced like a caged animal, cracking nervous jokes to hide his fear. Nicholas barked orders int
The sanctuary was changing and each one of them became transformed into something almost unfathomable. A fortress of war rebuild as a fragile haven of hope in spite of endless war. The cold pillars that were once made to withstand seige and weapons now filled with a soft beeps of monitors and a fainting scent of jasmine from the reinforced gardens. Armored walls hid nurseries stocked with reinforced cradles, gentle ambient lighting that mimicked dawn and dusk, and state-of-the-art holographic monitoring systems that tracked every flutter of life. Yet beneath the calm surface, tension crackled like static before a storm. Scouts reported shadows moving at the edges of their territory. The empire’s remnants never slept. Cinthye moved like a queen carrying the weight of destiny itself. Her belly, round and heavy with four precious lives, strained against the flowing silks she wore. Each step was deliberate, one hand pressed to the small of her back where the ache never fully faded,







