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CHAPTER 10: My Best Friend
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My Fiancée is a Prostitute CHAPTER 11: Denial
-=Ram's Point of View=-It's hard for me to believe that it's already been three weeks since Atilla moved into my condo unit. I never in my wildest dreams imagined that I would have a relationship with a prostitute or even pay a woman just to sleep with me.As time passed, I became more at ease with Atilla; there is a certain familiarity that I can't explain, which is strange given that the night I met her on that footbridge was the first time I met her."Ouch!" I muttered with more surprise than pain when I felt someone flick my forehead, and when I turned, I saw Miranda looking at me with her left eyebrow raised.She said, "Earth to Ram, I've been talking to you for a while, and you still don't listen; if you don't want to be with me, just tell me, ok?"She asked me to accompany her somewhere in Makati because she wanted to spend time with me, but my mind is elsewhere, with Atilla back home.After three weeks, my attraction to Atilla hasn't waned; in fact, I believe it has grown str
My Fiancée is a Prostitute CHAPTER 12: Surreal Feeling
-=Ram's Point of View=-"Good morning, sir," Tricia greeted me as soon as I arrived at my office."Good morning. Please tell me my schedule for today."I tried to concentrate on what I needed to do today, but I couldn't get Atilla's face out of my head, which worried me because I had left her alone when she wasn't feeling well."Sir Ram?" I was startled when Tricia called my name.It seems that she was finished telling me my schedule for today, but because my mind was preoccupied, I didn't hear a word she said."Cancel all my appointments for today; I have something urgent to attend to. If someone looks for me, just get their information and tell them that I will get back to them."I left the office after giving her a few more instructions, returned to my car, and was soon on my way back to my condo unit.When I thought of Atilla, I felt guilty. I shouldn't have left her alone when she clearly isn't feeling well; prostitute or not, she deserves someone to look after her, and it was my
My Fiancée is a Prostitute CHAPTER 13: All Eyes on Her
-=Ram's Point of View=-I decided to miss work that day and spend time with Atilla, and it was such an amazing experience.The following day, I didn't feel like going to work, if it weren't for Atilla literally pushing me to work, because according to her, how could I possibly support her if I would just stay home as if I really needed to work?She kept on telling me as well that she was already feeling well, and I shouldn't have to be worried about her, so I have no choice but to agree with her."Why have you been looking at me?" I suddenly asked her.Before going to work, we decided to share breakfast together, and while we were eating, I noticed Atilla kept looking at me when she thought that I wasn't looking.The emotions on her face are both endearing and scary at the same time since I didn't know what she expected from me."I'm not looking at you! I'm busy eating," she answered forcefully, and when I looked at her face, I immediately noticed her blushing.I couldn't stop myself
My Fiancée is a Prostitute CHAPTER 14: Uneasy Feeling
-=Ram's Point of View=-I can't help but stare at her; she's the only thing that matters to me at this very minute.I could hear her every breath, feel the heat emanating from her body, and smell her all-too-familiar scent. I couldn't describe how I felt at that very moment when our bodies were so close together.I heard her ask, with embarrassment and unease etched on her face, "Can you stop staring at me like that?""You look so beautiful tonight," I muttered in a husky tone of voice.After hearing my compliment, she seemed even more awkward, and she tried to avoid making eye contact with me."That's just because of the makeup and the clothes," she said."With or without makeup, you're still the most beautiful woman that I have ever met," I said, finally making her smile, and because of that smile, I felt the whole room light up.I can't believe how genuine Atilla is; even simple praise could give her hope. She's so innocent and pure that I feel the need to protect her no matter wha
My Fiancée is a Prostitute CHAPTER 15: Found You
-=Atilla's Point of View=-"Atilla..." I heard Ram's voice calling my name, but I pretended to be sleeping.Honestly, I'm finding it hard to lie to him; I'm feeling guilty every time he asks me something and I lie about it, but I don't know how to stop and tell him the truth.For about thirty minutes, I pretended to be asleep until I felt the car slow down and stop, and Ram carefully brought me up to his unit; he didn't even wake me up, so I just continued pretending.He carefully laid me on the bed, and to be honest, I was expecting something to happen between us, especially since he had taken off my clothing, but when he laid down next to me and brought me closer to him, a few minutes after I heard his steady breathing, I realized he had fallen asleep.When I finally opened my eyes, I looked over at Ram's calm face, which was already in a deep sleep. I couldn't help but let out a sigh.After so many years had passed, I had given up hope of ever seeing him again. I continued staring
My Fiancée is a Prostitute CHAPTER 16: Bad News
-=Ram's Point of View=-"Atilla..." I suddenly muttered while driving to work.For some reason, I felt anxious all of a sudden, and I had this urge to go home right at this very moment, and I was about to turn around but decided against it."What were you thinking, Ram?" I asked myself, mocking myself for almost returning.I could already picture Atilla's reaction if I did go back; for sure, I would be hearing a mouthful from her.Thinking that I might be paranoid, I continued driving until I reached the office, where a lot of paperwork was waiting for me.I didn't waste any time and decided to work on what I needed to work on.I didn't notice the time, so I was surprised to find that three hours had passed without me noticing, and if Tricia hadn't informed me that Miranda had arrived, I wouldn't have noticed the time."Send her in," I said, and a few minutes later, Miranda was already in front of me, which made me remember her reaction when she met Atilla.What brought you here? I as
My Fiancée is a Prostitute CHAPTER 17: Found Peace In Your Arms
-=Ram's Point of View=- My dad kept on talking, but only a fraction of what he said registered in my mind. The only thing that is clear to me is the possibility that we might lose everything we have worked on—our company, this house, everything we own! I didn't want to blame my dad because of what happened because I know he just made a mistake, and he deeply regretted his wrong decisions which led us to lose everything if we didn't do something about it. He chose to proceed with the business he intended to establish in the United States, despite my initial objections. First, since it was still too early to enter that type of business, and second because this industry is so large, the risk is significant not just for us but also for all of the businesses we have in the Philippines and other parts of the world. Finally, we are not prepared to take on a new business venture, especially one as large as my father's investment was, because we just finished building a port in the provin
My Fiancée is a Prostitute CHAPTER 18: The Solution
-=Ram's Point of View=-"I see; please inform him of my call," I said to the guy on the other end of the line.I exhaled a sigh of exasperation as I hung up the phone.I've lost count of the number of times I've called banks to request a loan, and I believe they are already aware of my circumstances, which is why they declined my request.Three weeks have passed since my father told me about the danger we were in, and the banks have given us only two months to pay the money we owe them, leaving us with only one month and one week to raise the necessary funds."Damn it!" I mumbled indignantly as a result of my frustration.I told myself not to blame my father, but if he had told me about it before he left for the United States, I might have been able to do something about it; now, with the limited time we have left, I feel helpless.When I heard a ruckus outside my office and then Tricia's voice, I was roused from my deep thoughts.Tricia told Miranda, "Sorry, Ms. Miranda, Sir Ram cann
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