Liliana’s Point of ViewI was confused as I glanced at him. Wait, I don’t know this person."It seems I'm not the one you're looking for, Mr. Theo."His brow furrowed as he took my hand."You're Maeve. Don’t you remember me?"His face fell with sadness as he looked at me."I'm sorry, but I don’t."I withdrew my hand. He was handsome, but I already had a husband. What if he saw us?"Babe."I turned to see Gerald approaching. Oh? Perfect timing."Who are you?" Gerald asked, his brow furrowed.Theo only looked at Gerald, scanning him from head to toe."Uhmm... Not here," I said softly, taking Gerald’s hand."Babe, he must have mistaken me. I’m not the one he’s looking for."Gerald’s expression softened, and he nodded slowly, then turned to Theo."I’m sorry.""But your name is also Maeve, right?"I looked at him again. He really knew me? He was so sure."Ah yes, she’s the one I mentioned as your guest. She said you were childhood friends."I glanced at Bart, then back at Theo."Childhood
Liliana's Point of ViewI was somewhere, running, when my eyes fell upon two people ahead of me—a man and a woman, probably in their thirties.I watched as the man, whose face I couldn't quite make out, knelt down, and so did the woman.“Let’s go, Princess?” he asked me. I walked towards him and took his hand.“Okay, Daddy.”The woman also approached and took my other hand.“Are you excited to see your brother?”My brow furrowed at the woman's words, but instead of questioning it, I just nodded.“Baby Sister!”I looked ahead and saw a young boy’s smiling face looking at me. I immediately ran to him.Then, I remembered that my parents were with me. I looked back to where they had been standing, and my eyes widened—they were gone. I looked beside me, and the one who called me “Baby Sister” was also gone.“Who was that?”“Wife?”My eyes shot open. I immediately looked at the person waking me up and let out a sigh. I looked ahead, my brow furrowed as I realized I’d forgotten what I had ju
Liliana’s Point of ViewI stretched after finishing my review of all the submitted work. I immediately forwarded the final output to Bart when suddenly, a ping from my inbox caught my attention. It was an email—from Bart."Take care and make lots of babies, Bakla!"That was what his message said. I couldn’t help but laugh at his ridiculous chat.“This Barbie’s really insane,” I muttered, shaking my head.Just then, a knock on the door interrupted me. I turned and saw Asher holding a plate—he had brought me some snacks.A smile spread across my face as he gently placed the food on the table.“This is for you, wife.”“Thank you,” I said softly.He sat down beside me, and when I looked at him, I noticed he was already watching me.“What?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.“I love watching you.”“Pfft, what nonsense are you saying now?”“I earned some points today, so I’m in a good mood,” he grinned.“Just today? You’re always smiling whenever you see my face.”He smiled again—and it was the k
Liliana’s Point of View“H-Huh?”In an instant, she felt his arms pull her body toward him. She chose to ignore the growing hardness pressed against her stomach.“Hubby, I’m still tired from what happened between us last night… I’m still sore.”“Don’t worry, I’ll be the one to move this time. You just stay still, okay?”Oh no, he really was unstoppable! She quickly placed her hands on his face to stop him from kissing her lips.“Hey! Hold on a second!”He paused and looked her straight in the eyes.“Hmm? What is it? Do you regret what happened? Was my performance not enough? Just tell me, I’ll take lessons if I have to.”“Eh? No! That’s not it. What happened last night only happened because of the beer you drank… nothing more. I was tipsy too. You know I get drunk easily—not like you who can hold your alcohol longer.”She saw his expression fall at her explanation, and her chest tightened in guilt.“Did I force myself on you, wife? I’m sorry. I won’t let it happen again.”He looked do
Liliana’s Point of View “H-Huh?” In an instant, Liliana felt Asher’s arms wrap around her and gently pull her body close to his. She chose to ignore the hardening part pressing against her lower belly. “Hubby, I’m still tired from what happened between us last night… I’m still sore.” “Don’t worry. This time, I’ll take the lead. You just stay still, okay?” Oh no—he really wasn’t going to stop! She quickly placed her hands on his face, preventing him from kissing her lips. “Wait! Hold on a second!” He froze and looked directly into her eyes. “Hmm? What is it? Are you regretting what happened between us? Was I not good enough? Just tell me—I can always take lessons.” “Eh? No, no! That’s not what I meant. What happened last night was only because of the beer you drank. Nothing more. I got drunk too… You know how I get tipsy so quickly. Unlike you—you can hold your alcohol.” She noticed his face fall as if her words deflated whatever excitement he had. “Did I force myself on you,
Two men in their fifties arrived at the airport, accompanied by the elder man’s son and a group of bodyguards assigned to protect them from any enemies. The older of the two men removed his sunglasses, scanning the surroundings with a sharp eye, while his son followed suit."I didn't know the Philippines could be this hot," Mateo muttered, frowning at the intense humidity. He glanced at his son, Theo, who was also taking off his sunglasses.What Theo didn’t say—what he wouldn’t dare confess to his father—was that he was excited, incredibly so. He hoped to see the woman he had once met by chance, the one who hadn’t left his thoughts since that accidental encounter. His father had no idea."I don't care. As long as I get to see my future fiancée, I don’t care about the heat. I just need to beat that guy and win her over," Theo said with conviction.Mateo gave a proud smile. "That’s my son. But are you absolutely sure you haven’t seen their daughter before?"Theo quickly shook his head.