CHAPTER 3: Need To Stay Away

-=Ang's Point of View=-

As much as possible, I try to avoid Miranda because I don't want to commit any mistakes. I don't understand why I am so attracted to her. I hate her, but I can't stop myself from lusting over her.

This is not right, especially since she is my brother's wife. When I went to the US to stop Anthony from marrying Miranda, I immediately noticed the sexual attraction I felt towards her. No wonder she fooled so many wealthy men and convinced them to marry her before my brother. Atilla and I could have been together, and I love Atilla so much, but that doesn't stop me from having sexual attraction towards Miranda.

"Miranda Sandoval," I gasp as I remember seeing her swimming in a skimpy two-piece. I can only imagine removing her clothes with my teeth and tasting what's behind them. But I quickly dismissed those thoughts because it's not right. I quickly get up from my bed and try to remove those thoughts from my mind. "I need a woman, real bad," I think to myself.

I check my watch and see that it's already past eleven, so I decide to go outside to clear my mind of the woman in the house. But as if fate had a plan, I see her in the garden. I stare at her for a while, and I feel like I could watch her for hours and never get tired. As I gaze at her, I feel a hint of sadness in her eyes, which I only notice now, during the time when Miranda thinks she is alone.

"Why are you still up?" I ask, and I see her surprise when she realizes she's not alone.

"Jesus! You scared the hell out of me!" She exclaims, and I see the feisty Miranda Sandoval again, as if I never saw her vulnerable side. I quickly dismiss those thoughts because they may be just my imagination.

"Sorry, why are you still up?" I ask again while I stare intently at her. I noticed her chest rise and fall, indicating that she was really surprised by my sudden appearance, and that fire inside me started to build up again, as if it never left.

"I can't sleep either," I reply, my voice growing deeper as I speak. I see her expression change after looking into my eyes, as if she can feel what I am feeling at that moment.

"Ah, okay. I'll go ahead of you," she suddenly says, and she starts to walk away. As if something inside me moved, my right hand reached for her wrist, and I held it. I feel a spark with that simple touch, and I can see confusion in Miranda's eyes at my sudden action. Even I am surprised by what I did.

"Miranda..." I say softly while still looking into her dark eyes, which seem to grow even darker with her feelings.

"Ang..." She says my name with so much intensity, that I can already feel myself getting aroused.

We stayed in that position for only God knows how long, gazing into each other's eyes. I was still holding her hand, and then my feet started to move on their own, closing the gap between us until we were only a few inches apart.

I could already taste her luscious lips, and the sexual tension between us was hard to ignore. As much as I tried to fight it, it was like a poison that would ultimately overcome any resistance I had.

It felt like ages before I moved my head closer to her face, and I gained more courage when Miranda closed her eyes, as if she was leaving it all up to me.

"Who's there?" My mom's voice was like a bucket of cold water that doused the desire I had been feeling just a moment ago. Confused, Miranda and I quickly separated.

"What are you doing here? And why is Miranda with you?" My mom's bewildered question hit me hard, and the guilt began to eat away at me, especially since she was my brother's wife.

"I'm leaving now," I said, and I didn't even look back as I walked to the parking lot and got into my car.

"Damn it!" I repeated it over and over again as I drove my car. I had come so close to making a huge mistake, and I was glad my mom had arrived to stop me. But why did I feel regret about not following through with what had almost happened?

"Damn it, Ang! You need to remind yourself that she's Anthony's wife!" I scolded myself furiously.

I continued driving until I reached Bonifacio Global City, and I quickly went to the first bar I saw. There were a lot of people in the place, but that didn't stop me from going inside. Once I found a spot, I ordered a drink, and after a few moments, I downed it. I had promised my mom that I wouldn't drink, but I had a different reason for doing so.

As I was almost halfway through my drink, a beautiful woman sat down next to me. If I wasn't mistaken, she was an actress, but I couldn't remember her name.

"Hi there, handsome. Mind if I join you?" She asked, smiling seductively.

"Sure, gorgeous," I replied, sliding over so she could sit down.

As soon as she sat down, I smelled the expensive perfume she was wearing.

This was what I needed. I hadn't been with a woman in a long time, so maybe that was why I had only felt lust when I was with Miranda.

"Why are you here alone?" She asked, moving closer to me and pressing her ample bosom against my arm. Secretly, I smiled when I felt desire build inside me, especially when her hand touched my thigh. At least I could safely say that I felt desire for another woman.

"Actually, I'm waiting for you," I said, purposely placing the drink I was holding on her thigh. I smiled when I heard her let out a seductive sigh.

"Then the long wait is over. I'm already here," she said, and then she placed her hand in front of me, causing me to react with excitement. I could see the eagerness in her beautiful face when she finally felt the length of my manhood.

"You're driving me crazy," I couldn't help but moan softly at what she was doing. Fortunately, the table in front of us shielded me from view.

"Then let me help you," she said.

I didn't hesitate and immediately called the waiter to pay the bill. As soon as we left the bar, she eagerly kissed me with a thirst that I reciprocated, passionately kissing her lips while also grabbing her right breast. A soft moan escaped her lips as we continued to kiss, and in response, she began to fondle me.

"Fuck me, please," she begged as we broke apart.

"I will, babe, really hard," I replied, starting the car and heading to one of the nearby hotels.

After checking in, we went straight to the room we rented. As soon as the door closed, she became like a hungry lioness, kissing me all over my body.

"Yes, this is what I needed. I need to get laid tonight," I thought to myself. "Why don't you take a shower first?" I said, smiling and stopping her.

She hesitated for a moment but eventually agreed, and within a few moments, she was undressing in front of me, showing a glimpse of her breast.

"Wait, loverboy," she said with a smile.

I was about to take off my shirt when my phone rang. I had planned to ignore it, but I was worried it might be about my sister, so I answered.

"Hello?" I asked, seeing that it was a call from our home number.

"It's... Miranda," Miranda answered, and I had to stop myself from cursing because she was the last person I wanted to talk to.

"What do you want?" I asked coldly.

"Mommy asked me to call you because you disappeared," she explained.

I felt frustrated and pulled my hair.

"I'm in BGC," I said shortly.

"Oh, okay. I'll tell Mommy," she said before hanging up.

"I'm done, loverboy," I heard her say. Even though she was still wet, she hugged me from behind, brushing her large breasts against my back, but the desire I had felt earlier dissipated like a bubble, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't bring it back.

"Sorry, I need to go. Something came up," I said softly before quickly leaving the room.

"Are you kidding me?!" she exclaimed angrily.

I took some money out of my wallet, probably worth around thirty thousand, and placed it on the table near the door.

"I'm sorry, I really need to go. Here's some money. You can go shopping tomorrow," I said, not waiting for her response. I quickly left the room, but before I could close the door, I heard her cursing at me.

"Damn you, I'm not a prostitute!" She shouted at me in anger.

I continued walking until I reached my car and drove back to our house.

"This is going to be a long night," I thought to myself, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop thinking about Miranda.