My Fiancée is a Prostitute

-=Ram's Point of View=-"Damn it!" I couldn't stop muttering as I kept hitting the steering wheel of my car.It's still hard for me to accept the fact that I lost Janine to Jeffrey Monteban.Of all people, why did it have to be him? Why did Janine's parents decide to choose Jeffrey as Janine's fiance?"Damn it!"Another curse slipped out of my mouth. I absolutely despise the feeling that someone has made a fool out of me; more than the emotional pain, I feel as though my pride has been hurt as a result of what has happened.I mean, come on, I'm Romano Santiago for crying out loud; I always get what I want and who I want, and nobody dares to take what's mine.I continued driving without any clear destination in mind, and then I realized that I was somewhere in Quezon City, where a lot of bars are operating.I decided to go to the closest bar, and as soon as I was seated, I summoned the server to place my order."Bottle of Scotch," I said.After getting my order, the server left, and a

-=Ram's Point of View=-I've been awake for nearly thirty minutes, and all I've been doing is watching her sleep; she looks so serene while she sleeps.There is only a thin blanket that covers her nakedness, and thinking about it was already giving me a boner, which is quite unusual for me.My eyes wander from her lovely face to the red stain on the side of the bed, the proof of her lost innocence, and again to that nagging question: How on earth does a prostitute turn out to be a virgin?"Is this her first time?" I thought to myself, but when I remembered she was a virgin, I couldn't stop myself from mocking myself."Duh! Isn't it obvious this was her first time doing this kind of work?"I really want to get answers from her, but I didn't have the heart to disturb her sleep.After resting for almost an hour, I couldn't stop myself from having sex with her again, and this time, it was more erotic and more passionate than the first, and after she begged for me to stop, that was when I

-=Ram's Point of View=-Shouldn't I have given up by now? But that didn't happen, especially since I couldn't help but look for her every time I passed by, even though her pimp told me she probably went back to her province, wherever that was.I was looking forward to seeing her again, and maybe she'd return to that place because she needed money again.When I remembered that I was her first, I couldn't explain the warm feeling inside me, and I was really hoping to find her first, in case she needed money."She's mine," I thought to myself when I decided I wouldn't let any men touch her.I woke up that morning, feeling a bit under the weather. Who would be exhausted if you tried searching almost every night in that same place?It has been two weeks since the pimp I talked to told me that the woman I slept with probably returned to her home province."What was her name again? Jocelyn... right, her name is Jocelyn.""Pull yourself together, Ram!" I chastised myself.I forced myself out

-=Ram's Point of View=-She replied, "Nothing; however, someone called your private line, identifying herself as Atilla; when I told her you weren't available, she hung up."I tried to recall if I knew anyone by that name, but I couldn't think of anyone with that name, so I was guessing it might be some random girls I hooked up with before Janine.It also occurred to me that it could be the prostitute, but I recalled that the pimp told me her name was Jocelyn and not Atilla, so I decided to disregard the possibility.I decided to check on my father's health at his residence, so I went back home.One of the maids took my things when I got inside."Thank you; is my dad in the study room?" I asked her, but I was surprised when she shook her head."Your father left," she replied."He left? Where?" I asked."He said he would go to the US," she answered, looking startled."Damn it!" I silently muttered.He made sure I wasn't home before leaving, because I told him before that he was not all

-=Ram's Point of View=-I know I looked silly, but I couldn't stop a smile from forming on my lips whenever I remembered the night I spent with Atilla.I hadn't expected that kind of sex before, and it was mind-blowing, the very first I had, and I hope to have it again now that Atilla is mine."Atilla..." I murmured to myself, picturing her sleeping in my bed, where I had left her."Are my eyes deceiving me?"When I heard someone at the door, I was startled out of my reverie, and I was immediately annoyed because I had told Tricia not to bother me."Didn't I tell you not to..."When I realized who it was, I paused in mid-sentence, and a wide grin appeared on my lips."When did you come back?" I asked with delight.It has been four years since the last time I saw this person when I was in the United States."I just got back a week ago, and seeing the satisfied and happy expression on your face, do I really need to ask how you are doing?" My best friend had asked, teasing me.I responde