MasukThe past days had been the happiest of my life. I never thought loving someone could feel this right. Days flew into months, and I still had to pinch myself to believe it had already been eight months since we got married. I'd decided to hire and make Sibyl as my business partner at the gallery. She'd been running things for me so long that she'd practically managed it entirely for those eight months. Besides, I was planning to stay in the country for good. All because of Zeke.Zeke never stopped making me feel like I was still the girl he was courting. He showered me with expensive gifts such as jewelry, designer bags, sleek shoes, especially after every his business trip abroad, even though I'd told him countless times his affection alone was enough. Half the things still sat unworn or unused, and I'd started worrying we'd need to extend our penthouse walk-in closet before long. There was barely room left for all he gave me.We filled our days with small joys. We wen
"I often swim here when I'm at the hacienda. I remember I didn't bring you here the first time we visited," he said."It's so beautiful here. I love it here," I said."I'm glad you love it," he replied, his breath warm against my skin. Then he kissed the back of my ear, a soft, gentle touch, and trailed slow kisses down to the sweet spot on my neck that made my skin tingle.I couldn't help but close my eyes and lean into him more, my body melting against his. He seemed to like my reaction, and his hands started to wander over my body, tracing light patterns on my stomach before moving up to my chest.I gasped when he squeezed one of my breasts gently and pinched my nipple between his fingers. His other hand slid down, his fingers brushing against my skin as he headed for the sensitive spot between my legs. I tried to push his hand away but he just laughed and put it back then starting to touch me there in slow, teasing circles."Zeke, what are you doing? We're outside. Someone might s
That 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







