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CHAPTER 13: All Eyes on Her
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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
My Fiancée is a Prostitute CHAPTER 19: Not to My Advantage
-=Ram's Point of View=-I knew it was too good to be true when I heard my dad telling me that someone was willing to help us.As a businessman, I know that someone with that capability will not just lend his money unless he gets something he wants in return, but what I didn't expect is for that person to ask me to marry someone I didn't even know—he was asking for my freedom!I value my pride more than anything, so how could I possibly agree to his demands?"Please tell them that we won't need their help and we can find other solutions," I answered emotionlessly.I could see the panic on my dad's face when he heard what I said."But, Ram, think about it. We only have less than two months to come up with the money. I already reached out to some of my friends to borrow money, but they couldn't," he said while shaking his head.He appeared to be sure that the only solution we have is for me to agree to this fixed marriage and for us to accept the charity work of whoever that businessman
My Fiancée is a Prostitute CHAPTER 20: Almost a Perfect Vacation
-=Ram's Point of View=-I could feel the fresh air on my face while we were driving. We decided to just open the windows so we could breathe in the clean, fresh air instead of using AC.I felt so relieved as we headed to Batangas. Tricia was right—I badly needed a break from all the stress I was experiencing because of the problem we were facing.I felt a gentle hand caressing my hand, and a smile formed on my lips when I looked in her direction.Seeing her serene expression is such a sight to behold; she was looking out the window and enjoying the view.Aside from taking my mind off work, I can also spend more time with Atilla since we decided to take a vacation for three days.It took us more than two hours before we arrived at our destination; it was exactly eleven o'clock am when we got to the hotel where we will be staying, and since we were already hungry, we decided to have an early lunch. Good thing there is also a restaurant in the hotel where we checked in.After having our
My Fiancée is a Prostitute CHAPTER 21: Impossible
-=Ram's Point of View=- I just left Agnes with some instructions and told her to call me when dad wakes up. I finally decided to agree to the terms that the person willing to help us gave me, and that was for me to agree to marry whoever he wanted me to marry. Now that I've finally decided, I just need to know how I can tell him my answer. I couldn't rely on my dad since he was still unconscious, and I wanted to do this now or else I might change my mind. The only way for me to find out his contact information is for me to check on my dad's belongings; maybe there is a number I can find, so I decided to go to dad's house to look for any clues. When I arrived, I immediately went to my dad's room and started looking for anything I could use; maybe he wrote a number somewhere. I immediately searched his room for any clue but didn't find any, so I decided to check the phone in his room as well as the one in the study room but didn't find any new numbers. Are you looking for somethin
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