Mag-log inThat weekend, we decided to spend it at Hacienda Saldivar because it was Anika's birthday, and Zeke's family wanted to celebrate with an intimate dinner. We arrived at the mansion around 6 PM. We had stopped at the mall first to buy Anika a gift. The drive had been quiet but comfortable. When we arrived at the Saldivar's mansion, I was surprised the moment we walked through the door because my parents were there, sitting on the grand living room couch, talking with Don Juancho and my mother-in-law. They'd been invited too.My mom jumped up and hugged me as soon as she saw me. I kissed my dad on the cheek as a sign of respect, and he patted my shoulder with a warm smile."Why didn't you tell us you'd be coming too? We could have left together," Zeke said, greeting my dad. "We wanted to surprise you, son. Besides, Don Juancho sent a sleek black car to pick us up from the capital, and we're going back tomorrow morning," my dad replied happily, his face lighting up as he looked around th
He couldn't hold back and asked me that night, as we were about to sleep. I'd just taken a bath and was brushing my hair in front of the mirror. Suddenly, he wrapped his arms around me from behind and gently kissed the top of my head."You were quiet at dinner. Is something wrong?" he asked, his voice low with worry. I could feel the warmth of his chest against my back, and it made me want to both lean in and pull away.I didn't answer right away, staring at our reflection in the mirror. I thought about whether to tell him why I was quiet. The words were stuck in my throat."Is it about me agreeing to invest in your dad's company? I noticed you went quiet right after he thanked me, and you seemed to lose your mood," he said, as if reading my mind. He brushed his fingers lightly over my arm, sending a shiver down my spine."I don't understand. Didn't you say you were against investing in his company because it was too early for him to open another branch? So why did you agree?" I said,
The following days were so peaceful they felt like heaven to me. We decided to talk and clear things up between us, and I woke up that morning to find him watching me sleep. He'd made breakfast in bed, and we cuddled for a while before eating."I'm sorry about last night," he said. "I just got jealous to the guy you were talking to." I couldn't help but smile at his words.In that moment, he looked like a gentle lamb. He was nothing like the night before, when he'd been so angry yet so passionate while making love to me. It reminded me of the time in the shower room when he'd gotten jealous too, and it had also ended in hot sex. I loved the way he got jealous because we always ended up in a rough passionate love making."I told you, didn't I?" I replied, still smiling. "I turned down his offer to dance and said I was married. I only shook his hand out of politeness because he seemed kind.""Kind?" he scoffed. "I know how us guys think. That's how we
The drive home was silent, so quiet I could hear the hum of the engine and the distant city lights passing by outside. Even when we pulled up to the penthouse, he said nothing, his jaw still tight with anger. He opened the car door for me like he always did, but his movements were stiff, his forehead furrowed in that deep crease I'd come to know as a sign of his frustration. We walked to the elevator side by side, the space between us feeling wider than it ever had, and when we reached our floor, he held the door open for me to go in first, still quiet, still lost in his bad mood."Are you angry?" I asked, my voice soft. He didn't answer and that answer was enough for me to know he really is."What are you upset about?" I pressed gently."I can't believe you're actually asking me that," he said, his tone sharp enough to make me flinch."What you did to Dave was inappropriate." I told him."And now you're on a first name basis with him u
It was Friday night when we attended a lavish party put on by one of the company's most important clients. It was a formal event in a big, beautiful room with sparkling lights hanging from the ceiling and soft tablecloths on every table. I wore a long red dress with a halter neck that flowed to my feet and paired it with small gold shoes that made me taller. He had on a sharp gray tuxedo that fit him perfectly, his shoulders looked broad, and he was so handsome I couldn't stop looking at him.He held my hand and took me around to meet some of their investors and business partners. He introduced me proudly and made sure I was part of every talk. I talked to them nicely, smiled a lot, asked about their jobs, and felt comfortable even with all those important people.I was aware that my husband was a very good-looking man and I saw how some women in the party watched and checked him out with desire in their eyes. One of these women was Melissa, the daughter of one o
He gently let go of me and climbed out of the tub, a deep scowl etched across his face. I couldn't look away from the way his jaw clenched and his forehead furrowed before he turned his back on me and stepped into the shower to rinse off.My eyes drifted over his naked body, and I couldn't help but admire the lean lines of his shoulders and back. I got up and left the tub, joining him in the shower but the scowl was still there, darkening his features. I tried to be sweet, wrapping my arms around him from behind and pressing my breasts softly against his back. I felt him tense under my touch, but he said nothing, ignoring me completely.What's going on? Is he angry at me?On impulse, I let my hands slide playfully down his torso until my fingers brushed against his manhood. I gasped when I noticed it was hard, standing stiff against his stomach."Do you still love him?" his voice cut through the sound of the water.My eyes widened at his question. Was I right to think he was angry bec







