LOGIN3rd Person’s Point of ViewMike could clearly see the pain reflected in Gerry’s eyes. It was something he had never seen before from his wife. And now, tears were falling from her face, each drop carrying the weight of the words he had just spoken.“Gerry...”Her name escaped his lips, softer this time, almost uncertain.“I want to rest. Thank you for clarifying things early, before this turns into something that shouldn’t happen.”Mike fell silent.He couldn’t respond.He didn’t know what to say.Before he could gather his thoughts, Gerry had already turned away and walked toward the door.“Where are you going?” he asked, confusion evident in his voice as he watched her reach for the exit.“I’m going back to the mansion. I still have things to do that aren’t related to being your wife.”“Have you forgotten that I’m paying you double?”“For this play?” she replied without turning back. “Even if you offered me a million, I still wouldn’t accept it. First of all, I am not a toy to be pl
Geraldine’s Point of ViewI had been silently observing the man beside me for a while now, trying to figure out where exactly he was taking me. A part of me hoped he wouldn’t bring me to a lodge, motel, or inn. If he did, I might end up putting him to sleep much earlier than he expected.“Have you been tense for a while now, wife? Are you feeling any pain?”I turned to him and immediately shook my head.“Ha? No, I’m fine.”He let out a soft laugh, then reached for my hand, catching me completely off guard. Before I could react, he lifted it and pressed a gentle kiss on the back of my palm.My eyes widened slightly.“Why are you acting so weird? You’ve been like this for a while now.”“Don’t you like me being like this?” he asked, glancing at me with an unreadable expression.“Eyes on the road,” I quickly replied.“Okay.”I swallowed, realizing again that he was the one driving. The car moved smoothly, but my heartbeat didn’t follow the same calm rhythm.“Napagdesisyunan ko na tuparin
3rd Person’s Point of ViewRafayel continued pulling Jane toward the side of the pool. The sound of water gently lapping against the edges filled the silence between them. Jane quickly snatched her hand back the moment he loosened his grip.“Sir Rafayel, what are you doing? Why are you dragging me like that?”She rubbed her wrist, still looking at him with a mix of confusion and irritation.Rafayel let out a heavy sigh. His shoulders dropped slightly as if something inside him had finally given in. Then he looked at her, his eyes carrying an unfamiliar weight, something almost fragile beneath his usual sharp demeanor.“Didn’t you say you like me? You even kissed me… and forced yourself on me that night.”Jane’s eyes widened instantly at his words.“What? What are you talking about? I have no idea what you’re saying.”Her voice rose slightly in disbelief, her brows furrowing as she tried to process what she had just heard.Rafayel looked at her for a moment, then spoke again, quieter t
Geraldine’s Point of ViewI squinted my eyes as we walked back toward the car. The air felt lighter now, like the danger that had been looming earlier had finally disappeared. The assassins were gone. Sky must have taken care of them.I held onto Mike’s arm as we walked side by side, but before I could relax completely, I noticed a group of his bodyguards approaching us. They stopped right in front of us and bowed their heads respectfully.“Why are they here?” I asked Mike in a low voice.He turned to me, his expression soft… almost too soft. The way he looked at me made my chest feel oddly warm, like I was the only person in his world at that moment.“I just asked them to do something, wife.”I glanced at the guards again, and suddenly remembered something. One of them… he was the one whose abs I had wiped earlier.Ehem.I quickly cleared my throat.“Let’s go? Where do you want to go? Are you planning to buy something?”Then an idea popped into my mind.“Let’s go shopping.”Mike look
Geraldine’s Point of ViewI looked straight into his eyes and gave him a soft smile, one that barely masked the tension building inside me.“Yes… I mean, we might be interrupting your date…”I did not even get to finish what I was saying.“Ah, no, not really,” Josh answered quickly.Then he added, cutting through the air with a tone that made my chest tighten.“…because you’re the ones interrupting us.”For a brief moment, everything seemed to still.I turned my gaze toward Mike, who was standing beside me. His face was unreadable, his expression blank, but I knew him well enough to recognize the storm brewing beneath that calm surface. His eyes were locked on Josh, cold and steady.“Is that so?” I replied lightly, forcing a polite smile despite the tension. “Ah, sorry for that. Go ahead, enjoy your date.”Without waiting for another word, they left.The moment they were out of sight, I let out a quiet sigh and gently rested my head against Mike’s shoulder.“Calm down, hubby.”My voic
3rd Person’s Point of ViewFlashbackAsher’s eyes widened the moment Geraldine sped away with Rafayel still inside the vehicle. The sudden roar of the engine echoed in his ears, sharp and alarming. Without wasting another second, he grabbed his phone and called Rafayel.By some miracle, the call connected.But Rafayel could not hear him.All Asher heard was the faint rustle of movement, the low vibration of the line still open, and then nothing but the distant sounds of the car interior. Rafayel must have accidentally accepted the call.The line remained live.Asher did not hesitate.He rushed toward his own car, slid into the driver’s seat, and started the engine with trembling hands.The tires screeched as he accelerated, his eyes quickly darting toward the GPS tracker connected to Rafayel’s phone.He followed their location.Every second felt heavier than the last.As he drove, he could hear fragments of their conversation through the open line.“Why couldn’t she just be like me
Third Person’s Point of ViewInside the office, Rafayel paced restlessly while Mike sat at his desk, pretending to be absorbed in the papers before him. The silence was heavy, but Rafayel couldn’t shake off his worry. His thoughts lingered on Gerry—her face when Mike had coldly dismissed her earlie
Geraldine’s Point of ViewThere was nothing unusual about his room. No hidden doors, no secret compartments—at least none that I could see. But I knew there had to be something he was keeping from me. Why else would this place feel so… sterile?As I scanned the space, I carefully set up tiny survei
Geraldine’s Point of ViewI swallowed hard while staring in that direction, not knowing whether I should move or just stay where I was.“Girlie, come here.”My head snapped toward Sire Rafayel, who was watching me closely, his hand gesturing for me to come closer.I bit my lower lip, reluctant to l
Geraldine’s Point of ViewHe flicked my forehead, making me wince. We were in his room now, and he was drying my hair with a blow dryer, his usual stern expression on full display.I pouted, staring at him like a sulking child.“What on earth possessed you to dive down there just to fetch that ring







