LOGIN“Paragons and past phantoms could leave a legacy of blood wars and endless pain…where love and hatred could lose or gain… “ The whole story started with a stupid mistake. Heather mistakenly gave her precious virginity to the wrong man in a deceptively right hotel room. The “wrong man” turns out to be the most sought-after bachelor and CEO of Primal Industries, Kahlil Zillion Primalion who heads a company that has been flourishing for what seems like an eternity. She thought it was a cunning plot by her own BFF Avaz. However, it seems that someone else staged the whole scene. It was by someone who knows here inside out…her other self. The whole scenario of their steamy night together went viral in the Net and was feasted on both by her co-workers, mostly bashers and know-it-all netizens. It almost ruined her life to the point that she wanted to end it. What’s more painful are her parents, especially father who adds more pain to her injury by disowning her, even calling her a prostitute, and her mother who was too helpless to even say soothing words. Good thing her brother remains a good listener, as her other siblings have been quite unreachable since their parents sent them away for adoption or to different orphanages. Her past traumas caused the unrevealed personality disorder in Heather. However, things became more twisted and turned to a superficially positive route as she became pregnant, and the CEO’s grandmother suddenly came into the picture, mandating that Khalil should marry Heather ASAP. Though business & bed partner Tamara threatened to interfere, and the CEO himself at first wanted to get rid of their child, he slowly falls for the bait of the stronger persona behind Heather’s past: Savarra.
View MoreFlashback3 years ago...There was an annoying sound of running water when my eyes fluttered open. The stench of alcohol mixed with the unbearable smell of urine entered my nostrils as soon as I managed to decipher what kind of place I was currently in. A fvcking men's bathroom. Specifically, inside one of the cubicles kung saan tadtad ng sulat at drawings ang bawat sulok. What the heck am I doing here?"Hoy ateng bading sa kabilang cubicle. Labas na dyan at napakahaba na ng pila sa labas," ani ng lalaki sa labas.Hold on. 'Bading'? That's when I realized.Nasa men's bathroom nga naman ako at nakasuot ng high heeled animal-printed boots, na obviously, kita sa labas. Hindi rin naman malayong i-assume ng iba na bakla ang nasa loob ng cubicle. Teka, since when did I own animal-printed boots? And what am I wearing?!Kulang na lang mag-bikini ako sa short-shorts na to. Napatakip na lang ako sa katawan ko nang mapansin kong exposed din pala ang aking chest area. Not again.Last time, I w
"NO!" I flinched at his sudden remark. Hindi naman nakakapanibago ang pagka-authoritarian ng isang ito, pero para sakin, isa lang siyang malaking damulag who loves to throw tantrums everytime he doesn't get what he wants. "You're not going anywhere unless I say so," he continued. "You got me into this mess, so you better fix it." "With all due respect, sir, what I'm doing now, is actually the solution to your problem." His displeased aura made him clench his teeth and tighten the muscles on the sides of his face, creating a visible view of his strong jawline. He, then, looked at me, deadeye. "You are pissing me off." Obvious ba? Duh, araw-araw ka naman yata pikon eh. "You call that a 'solution' to the problem??" He added. "Tingin mo, masosolusyunan mo ang mga problema just by running away?" I looked back at him with unsteady gazes. "Kung yun ang ikakagaan ng loob ng mga naperwisyo ko, why not?" "Listen, Ms. O'Connor," he breathed heavily. "I don't think you understand. I'm of
"Heather...Heather...gising...laro tayo!" "Ayoko pa, antok na antok pa ako...tumakas tayo buong gabi, di ba?" "Oo nga eh. Ang saya sa labas eh. Ambait nung mama na nagbigay sa atin ng candy. Di pa ako nakakakain ng ganung klase ng kendi eh. Ulitin natin?" “Natatakot ako eh, baka kasi mahuli tayo...Ayoko nang lumuhod sa munggo o di kaya ay ikulong sa basement. Nakakatakot eh." "Okay lang yan. Kasama mo naman ako lagi eh...Halika na kasi...Tulad ng dating gawi..." “Ayoko na nga eh...” “Bahala ka! Ako na lang! Duwag! Duwag! Dito uli ako tutulay sabubungan...para lumabas ng bahay...aakyat na ako...habol, Heather, habol! Tip…tap...” “Baka mahulog ka diyan. Mahina na ang tinutungtungan mo. Bumaba ka na! Wag, Savarra!
A month later, the smoke died down. Just like any trending show, nawalan ng interes sa istorya ng buhay ko ang mga netizens. Naglaho din ang mga callers, chatheads at reporters na nanggugulo sa buhay ko sa bawat galaw ko. Wala din naman silang mahihita sa akin eh. I have kept my mouth zipped and locked for so long. It worked. Itinuon ko ang oras ko sa trabaho. Kailangan kong yumaman. Yumaman is equated to yummy-man. Pero hindi ako ang tipo na maghahanap at aasa sa lalaki para magkamal ng pera. Ayokong bangungutin ng gising. Pero I have set high goals for myself. Gusto ko, time will come na pa travel-travel na lang ako. And one of my dreams is to visit the Louvre in Paris. At syempre, dapat lang naman na kasama ko ang man of my dreams... But the mirror is broken now. That man is gone....in just a flick of a finger. Alangan namang maglupasay pa ako over it. Di naman ako namatayan to mourn...Oo, nakapanghihinayang. But there are thi












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