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Lexien’s POV:I wish this were all just a dream… God, I hope it is.Maybe I’ll wake up and everything will be normal again. Just like before…“Carla?!” I called out as soon as I saw my best friend walking toward me, a bright smile on her face.But then… her expression changed.Her smile faded, her eyes fell—straight to what she was holding in her arms. A white cloth… carefully wrapped around something.My eyes followed her. I looked down too.No…"No!!!" I shook my head, backing away from her in horror.This can’t be happening.“Huhuhu! Lexien… my baby… my baby…” Carla sobbed as she stepped closer, finally revealing what she had been cradling.A tiny fetus—still and wrapped in white cloth.“N-No! This… this isn’t real!” I cried out, stumbling backward, eyes wide in disbelief.“Ooohhh! Yes—moan my name… aahh!!”Suddenly, Marco’s voice cut through the chaos, sinful and sharp—invading my nightmare.“No!! Stop!! Please…!!” I screamed, shaking.And then—I jolted upright, gasping for air.
Oops!! Another SPG content coming up!Just giving you a heads-up!This content is for mature audiences only — not suitable for minors. Lexien’s POV:No matter how much I resisted or begged, it didn’t matter to him. It was as if he had gone blind and deaf—consumed entirely by his anger toward me.I struggled with all my might, but I couldn’t break free. How could I, when he was so big and strong… and I was just this thin, fragile thing?Until exhaustion took over me—I could no longer fight back. My entire body was growing weak. All I could do now was cry… sobbing uncontrollably.Pain? Triple that? No—what I’m feeling now is far worse than that. So much more.I started to feel the exhaustion settling in. My entire body was weakening. All I could do now was cry—sobbing helplessly.The pain? Triple that? No… what I’m feeling right now is far worse. It’s beyond that.“F*ck!!” he growled in frustration, suddenly slamming his hand on the bed. I flinched in fear, thinking he was about to hit
"Oops! Warning alert!SPG Alert! This contains Strong Parental Guidance, so please...Read responsibly and behave, okay?.......Marco's POV:“Well, look at that… Nerd actually cleaned up.”I glanced around the living room. It was spotless now—totally different from earlier when everything was covered in dust and the furniture was a mess. Not bad, considering it’s only our first day as a married couple.First day of marriage… and first day of me making her life difficult. I told her to clean the entire house, and she actually did it.“Where is she?” I muttered, scanning the area.I started heading toward the bedrooms but came to a sudden stop when I heard someone crying.Her.Soft, broken sobs.For some reason, it hit me like a punch to the chest.‘She probably misses her dad already,’ I told myself, trying to shake off the strange tightness in my chest.Then I heard her voice.“No!!”A desperate cry, raw and full of pain."That’s not true! No… no…!" she cried out, already sobbing unco
LEXIEN'S POV:I just finished cleaning. It took me all the way until evening because this house is huge. Honestly, it feels more like a mansion. And to think—it was a gift from Ma’am Esme. It almost feels like I’m really her daughter-in-law, doesn’t it?Sigh... If only you knew, Ma’am, how nervous I get every time I’m around your son.Alone, huh? He left—I don’t even know where he went. Before leaving, he even told me to clean the house. He doesn’t want a single speck of dust on anything in here.So here I am, a newlywed… cleaning. Ha! In the movies, newlyweds go abroad for their honeymoon. Oh right—those are for couples who are actually in love.“Where could he be by now?” I murmured, glancing at the clock. It’s already late, and he still hasn’t come home. I felt a strange wave of worry creep in.The kare-kare I cooked had already gone cold.“I’ll just reheat it when he gets back,” I whispered to myself, covering the dish on the table before heading over to the living room.I checked
Marco’s POV:“You’re not in the mood again!” Natalie whined, her arms crossed as she sat on the bed wrapped in a sheet.It’s my wedding day with Nerd, and yet here I am—spending the night with Natalie in a honeymoon suite. I left Nerd alone in that mansion… a mansion that was a gift from Mom, meant for the two of us. You can tell Mom went all-out just to make sure things would go her way.“Hey! What is wrong with you, Marco?!” Natalie snapped, tossing a pillow at me.I sighed deeply and sat at the edge of the bed. We’ve tried so many times to get intimate, but I don’t know why... my body just won’t cooperate.Every time things start to heat up between us, it’s like my body checks out—on its own. It sulks longer than I do, honestly.I even bought another condo unit just for Natalie. You know, just in case Mom suddenly decides to visit my place and catches her there—then we’re both screwed. This way, we can be more comfortable for... moments like this.“Babe?” she said sweetly, her voic
LEO POV:I still haven’t received any call or even a message from her—not a single one—since the last time our call got cut off that day.I really miss her so much.I’m also getting worried, especially since she mentioned before how that dragon gets all fired up whenever he finds out we’re together."Right… What if—"“Dude? You look like a lonely boy today,” Aaron teased with a mocking laugh.“Tsskk! Shut it, Aaron, or I might just dump all this ‘lonely boy’ crap on you instead!” I snapped back and took another gulp of my drink.“Easy, man. Slow down with the drinking—you still have to drive home,” he said and reached for the bottle I was holding, but I quickly swatted his hand away."Mind your own business!" I snapped."Geez, love really does hit hard, huh? It even gets you drunk," he replied, shaking his head dramatically.I didn’t bother replying. Let him babble all he wants. He sat beside me and poured himself a drink, then started sipping too."By the way, have you heard the rumo