Ingrid Alessia’s point of view
I moaned louder than I intended, so loud na baka pati mga coconut trees sa labas ng villa ay nayanig. But honestly? I couldn’t care less. “Damn, Ingrid…” Leonhardt breathed against my ear, his voice both strained and amused. “Tone it down or the ocean might start clapping back. I think I heard a murmur outside.” “Oh? You mean applause?” I gasped, lips twitching into a teasing smile. He laughed, and then he nibbled on my earlobe, which caused a shiver to run down my spine. “You’re impossible.” “Mm, but you like it.” I grinned, then reached down, teasing his cóck that had been pressing insistently against my thigh. As I wrapped my palm around him, he let out a low, guttural, and primal groan. “Shít, are you ready?” I murmured, being aware of the tension that was building up in my stomach. "Aye, aye, captain," he remarked, his eyes gleaming with a misIngrid Alessia’s point of viewThe sky in Bora Bora looked like it was dipped in soft pastels, the sun melting into the horizon as we walked hand-in-hand along the sandy shore. The gentle waves lapped at our ankles, and the distant sound of Polynesian drums echoed from a nearby fire-lit gathering.“Kita mo ‘yon?” Leonhardt pointed at the torches lining the private dinner setup sa beachfront. “Para sa atin ‘yan.”My eyes widened. “You set this up?”He grinned. “Our hosts did. With a little bribery, also known as my credit card.”I laughed as we stepped closer. A small bamboo table rested on a mat woven with pandan leaves, surrounded by fresh frangipani flowers. A low couch was draped in white linens, and candles danced with the breeze. Sa tabi ng lamesa, may tumutugtog na dalawang local musicians ng live ukulele music, humming a soft Polynesian love song.“I feel like I just walked into a fantasy,” I whispered, sitting down as he
Ingrid Alessia's point of viewNaalimpungatan ako nang maramdaman kong may mainit na balat na nakadikit sa akin. The arm of Leonhardt was stretched out lazily over my waist, and his bare chest was pressed against my back.Yung hininga niya parang bata ang smooth. I remained motionless for a brief moment, listening to the soothing, steady beat of his heart against my spine."You're awake," bulong niya, his lips brushing the back of my neck.I let out a soft giggle. "Hindi ko alam kung dapat pa akong matulog ulit or umorder ng wheelchair."He chuckled sleepily. "My bad. I got carried away.""Hmm, carried away daw, oh." Tumaas ang kilay ko, kahit hindi niya makita. "You nearly broke me in half last night.""Halfsies lang naman," he teased, kissing my shoulder. "You seemed like you enjoyed it."Napatawa ako, because dzuh, sino ba naman ang hindi mag-enjoy kung sa langit ka na dinala? Chhz. "Enjoyed is an understatement. Pero
Ingrid Alessia’s point of view I moaned louder than I intended, so loud na baka pati mga coconut trees sa labas ng villa ay nayanig. But honestly? I couldn’t care less. “Damn, Ingrid…” Leonhardt breathed against my ear, his voice both strained and amused. “Tone it down or the ocean might start clapping back. I think I heard a murmur outside.” “Oh? You mean applause?” I gasped, lips twitching into a teasing smile. He laughed, and then he nibbled on my earlobe, which caused a shiver to run down my spine. “You’re impossible.” “Mm, but you like it.” I grinned, then reached down, teasing his cóck that had been pressing insistently against my thigh. As I wrapped my palm around him, he let out a low, guttural, and primal groan. “Shít, are you ready?” I murmured, being aware of the tension that was building up in my stomach. "Aye, aye, captain," he remarked, his eyes gleaming with a mis
Ingrid Alessia’s point of view Pagbalik namin sa villa, tahimik lang ako sa buong paglalakad namin. Hindi naman dahil sa galit ako, pero dahil sa bigat ng dibdib ko. My personal space felt breached. Parang may humila sa 'kin pabalik sa panahong 'yun, when someone followed me, waited outside my apartment for days, and sent flowers I never asked for. Bumuntong hininga ako habang binubuksan ko ang pinto ng villa. I just wanted to forget tonight and curl into a blanket. "Hey," Leonhardt said in a low, almost nagging voice as he came up behind me and gently grabbed my hand to turn it around to face him. “You okay? Ang tahimik mo, hindi naman sa madaldal ka. Pero parang nasanay na rin kasi ako sa mga batuhang salita natin.” “Yeah. I just need to change,” sabi ko nalang at ngumiti ng pilit. Pero bago pa ako dumeretso papasok sa kwarto, nahila na niya ulit 'yung wrist ko, hindi naman sa marahas. Sakto lang para pigi
Ingrid Alessia's point of view The sand was cool tingling at my feet, and Leonhardt’s hand was warm in mine. Tahimik lang kami as we walked, the moon casting silver across the water. Para kaming nasa ibang mundo, haiissht sana ganito nalang palagi, malayo sa expectations, away from the agreement, and even farther from the people who kept trying to tear us down. I think favorite na namin 'tong gawin, holding hands while walking. Leonhardt squeezed my hand gently. “Okay na ba talaga ‘yung ankle mo?” I rolled my eyes at him and scrunched up my nose. Sa totoo lang hindi ko na mabilang kung nakailang beses na siya magtanong sa'kin kung okay na ba 'yung sprained ko. “Medyo. Hindi na siya kasing sakit kahapon o kanina. Baka gusto lang talaga nito gumala. You know, paladesisyon din siya sa buhay.” I looked up at him. “Thanks, by the way. For being different today.” He shrugged, but the smirk on his lips softened. “Baka lang naunto
Ingrid Alessia’s point of view Ginising ako ng sinag ng araw na dahan-dahang dumaan sa sheer curtains ng kwarto. The warmth was gentle, not like the heat back home. It felt, healing. I turned slightly, careful sa ankle ko, and napansin kong wala si Leonhardt sa tabi ko. Yeah, magkatabi na kaming natulog. Wala namang masama matulog magkatabi. The sheets were still warm. Maybe he just stepped out? Napaupo ako sa kama, at napangiwi nang maramdaman ko ‘yung bahagyang kirot sa paa ko. Swollen pa rin ng kaunti, but manageable. Sana wala na 'to bukas. Para pwedi na ako gumala na walang iniindang sakit. I shifted my weight slowly, hinawi ang buhok palayo sa mukha, at napalingon sa veranda nang makarinig ako ng mahina'ng tunog ng coffee machine.There Leonhardt was. Standing by the outdoor table, shirtless in his gray pajama pants, his hair a bit tousled, like he didn’t even try to fix it. He was pouring coffee, two cups. Naglakad ako palapit, tahimik lang. Ayoko muna
Ingrid Alessia’s point of view Our trip to Bora Bora is about to begin, and evening has arrived. Pagkababa ko mula sa elevator, nakita ko agad si Leonhardt sa lobby ng condo, hawak ‘yung dalawang maleta naming mag-asawa. Suot niya ‘yung beige knitted sweater na alam kong hindi naman niya usual style it's simple soft, and warm. Para bang sinasadyang huwag akong ma-intimidate.“Ready?” tanong niya, at saka lumapit para kunin ‘yung sling bag ko. Tumango lang ako, bitbit ang pilit na katahimikan.Maaga kami sa airport. Business-class treatment, of course. Pero kahit gaano ka-komportable ‘yung lounge, mas iniisip ko pa rin kung paano ako makakalakad nang diretso gamit ang bandaged ankle ko. Medyo maga pa rin, pero at least hindi na sobrang sakit. I kept adjusting my posture, trying not to limp.“Sit here,” sabi ni Leonhardt, pulling out a cushioned chair for me sa lounge area. “I’ll get us something to drink.”“Hindi ako uhaw—”But h
Ingrid Alessia’s point of view My fingers traced the hem of my gown habang nakatingin ako sa labas ng bintana ng sasakyan. The city lights blurred past like stars melting down the sky, pero kahit gaano kaganda, hindi pa rin nun natakpan ‘yung sakit sa dibdib ko. I'm a bit skiptical about the honeymoon sa Bora Bora, excited lang naman ako about the place, hindi sa honeymoon mismo. And damn it's just us. Yeah, right. I let out a soft breath, almost a scoff. “You’re asking if I still want to go?” Narinig ko ‘yung pagkagat niya ng lower lip. His body was tense. Hindi ko man siya tingnan, I could feel the shift in his breathing. Alam kong naghihintay siya sa sagot ko, pero paano kung ako mismo, hindi sigurado? “I need air,” I murmured, sabay bukas ng bintana. When the chilly breeze struck my face, it caused a slight stinging sensation, pero at least it remind
Leonhardt point of view The commotion subsided as the music resumed, as if nothing had happened. The audience, always looking for drama, returned to their cocktails and fake laughs, leaving only whispers behind. But I could not take my eyes off of a single person. Kay Ingrid. I saw it, that wince. She was experiencing physical pain. Despite the fact that her jaw was clenched, everyone could tell what she was thinking from the look in her eyes. She was experiencing discomfort. At ako maniniwala kay Ashley? That's bullshit. The feeling of guilt tugged at my throat like a piece of glass that I was unable to swallow. Dahan-dahan akong lumingon kay Ashley, she was still beside me, trying to look concerned. But she was glowing, like some part of her was glad Ingrid fell. She wore a little smile, one that seemed almost like a victory. "Thank you for staying," she whispered to me as she gently placed her hand on my arm. Hindi na ako nakapagsalita. Instead, I grabbed her wrist as gently as