LOGINThis is where their story ends. Thanks to all those who have read this story and waited for every chapter until the end. P.S. After careful thought, I made changes to this story in some chapters, specifically chapter 146. (Though it does not really affect the overall plot of the story.) See you in my other works!
NOAH“Keegan! Nari! Stop playing on the stairs!” I shouted.They acted as if they didn’t hear me. Their laughter echoed through the house as they ran up and down the stairs, chasing each other. I turned off the faucet, wiped my hands, and hurried over to them.“Stop right now, or neither of you gets to play outside later. And no cookies either!”Their eyes went wide, and their shoulders drooped immediately.“Sorry,” they said in unison, their lips jutting out.I kept a straight face, even though part of me wanted to take back what I said because of how adorable they looked. They descended the stairs slowly, offering sheepish, apologetic smiles.“Sorry, Dad. We won’t do it again,” Nari said.“Yeah. I promise. Please bake us cookies—” His words caught in his throat as he misstepped and nearly fell. Good thing I caught him in time.I straightened him up and crouched down to his eye level.“See? This is why I don’t want you guys playing in dangerous spots. You’re way too hyper,” I lecture
KAYDEN “Don’t you dare hurt my son. Even in death, I’d rise from my grave to get back at you,” she said, her voice so serious that I couldn’t tell if she meant it or not. Tomorrow is our wedding, and just this afternoon, his mom came to visit, saying she wanted to talk to me. After another year, she had fully regained her mobility. “You don’t have to threaten me over something I’d never do,” I said firmly. “I’d rather kill myself than hurt him. You have my word.” The stern look on her face slowly melted into a wide smile. Leaning back in her chair, she gave me a thorough once-over. “Just so you know… when Noah was young, he was very vocal about the kind of family he wanted, including the kind of partner he planned to spend his life with. And I can tell you… things didn’t turn out the way he imagined.” “Why are you bringing that up now? Are you here to stop our wedding? Sorry to disappoint you, but there’s nothing you can do about it.” She gave a soft, elegant laugh. “You haven’
After we made love, we rested for a while before stepping outside. Dawn was breaking, and the sun was just about to rise. We settled on a large rock, taking in the beautiful view in silence. I glanced at him as he draped his jacket over my shoulders. He must have noticed I was feeling cold. “No, I’m good.” I was about to hand the jacket back, but he shook his head. He didn’t seem too cold himself, unlike me, so I let it be. “How do you feel?” I asked. “Right now?” I nodded, still staring at the horizon. “I don’t even know how to put it into words. Everything inside me feels tangled. You know… it feels unreal. I’m scared I’ll wake up one day and realize these were all just a dream.” “I feel the same way,” I smiled. All these years with him, life hasn’t been an endless loop of happiness. We’ve had joy, yes, but we’ve also hurt each other more times than I can count. With him, love isn’t only romantic; it’s grown with us. It has become secure, peaceful, and tender over the years
Days slipped into weeks, and weeks into months. Time seemed to fly. Life felt calm, almost unnaturally so, which made me a little anxious, wondering if some storm was still waiting around the corner. Still, I wanted to believe this peace could last. My mom was making good progress in physical therapy and could now stand with the help of an assistant. “Hey,” I called out to Kayden, who was focused on his laptop, fingers flying across the keyboard. I spun his swivel chair around to face me. He raised a brow. “What is it? Do you need something?” “I planned something for us. Just the two of us. No distractions. Just us.” For the past few months, he had been working nonstop. We both needed a real break. “When are we leaving?” he asked. “Tomorrow morning.” His eyes widened. “Tomorrow? I haven’t even packed yet—” He stood up, but I pushed him gently back into his chair. “I already took care of it.” “You did?” I nodded and tilted my head toward the corner of the room where his su
“You head upstairs first. I just need to take this call,” Kayden said as he loosened the tie around his neck. We had just gotten back to the mansion. He mentioned to me that Mr. Salvador hadn’t been home in a long time, so when he asked if I wanted to move in, I agreed without hesitation. As long as his father is not around, I am fine with it. I nodded and started making my way upstairs while he stayed near the main door, answering the call he had just received. I had barely reached the stairs when I noticed a maid rushing toward Kayden. “Sir,” she called anxiously. “Someone called. Said it was an emergency.” My footsteps immediately stopped. Kayden lowered his phone from his ear, his brows drawing together. “Who?” “The hospital. They said your father has been confined for three days already.” My eyes widened at the news. I quickly let go of the railing and walked back toward him. “Let him,” he said flatly, with not a trace of emotion on his face. The maid looked startled by h
“Aren’t you intrigued by the lives of comedians at least once in your life? I’m not referring to actors only… Anyone can be a comedian. I mean, it is literally impossible for anyone not to have problems. But I actually wonder how they cope with sadness and still have the energy to make other people
“Is that it? I told you, that’s too boring,” he complained in the middle of the movie. He never runs out of a side comment for almost every scene. I just ignore his words; I’m enjoying this movie. I picked up my phone from the table and opened its camera. I took a picture of the screen. I will up
When our five-day trip ended, we went back to Manila as if nothing had happened. As usual, we returned to being cold to each other. He wouldn’t talk to me again unless he was in heat. It’s no big deal to me since I also need him for sexual activities. He fucks really well. He makes me breathless w
I had no chance to react before he suddenly crashed his lips into mine. It was rough, as if he had been holding himself back for a long time. His tongue played with mine, and I kissed him back with the same intensity. My hands landed in his hair, pulling him closer, desperate to erase the gap betwe







