"What have you done, Savvy? I thought you didn't like me? Why did you harass me, baby? Didn't I tell you that if you want me, just say it to me?" He smirked and even tried to pull me closer to him, but I hurriedly moved away and got off of the bed. I felt irritated again with his accusation. I squinted my eyes at him and hugged myself tightly. We will never know. He might be the one who molested me last night."How could you, Delton?! And who the hell carried me and put me in bed? Isn't it you? If you cannot respect my human rights, then at least respect my personal space!" I rolled my eyes and quickly pulled the comforter and the pillow. And when I looked at him, he was already pouting a little, trying to stop himself from smirking. "And please, I didn't sign any agreement about this matter—""You vowed, "I do," Baby. That means you'll be right beside me through ups and downs. If you can't comply with that, well, I will. Don't mess with my married life, Mrs. Carancho."His brows w
I rubbed my face on the pillow many times. His kiss keeps playing on my mind. I can still feel the softness of his lips that is totally different from his firm aura. And I think I can still taste the sweetness of his tongue."Sage, sleep!" I shouted quietly, but then I felt the bed move."If you can't sleep on the bed peacefully beside me, then just hug me. You slept so well when you hugged me the last time," he mocked as I felt him moved closer.I glanced at him carelessly but quickly turned aside when I noticed his lips."M-ove away, Delton! Calm down—""What, Savvy? Isn't it you who needs to calm down?" he asked, confusedly.I almost slapped myself because of that. It was his fault that I was becoming insane. I now have no idea how I can still treat him savagely."Uhm. Just it! Calm down.I mean, sleep tight, then never wake up. I mean, sleep tightly." I cringed when I noticed his brows wrinkled and how he was staring at me with a stern expression.I hastily turned my back as I fixe
I stepped backward and immediately hid my hands behind my back. If I am going to wear the ring, that only means I have agreed to let others know that I am married.I cleared my throat and arched my brow."You cannot outsmart me, Attorney. You just want others to know that we are married—""Exactly, Mrs. Carancho. No one wants their property to be roaming around without a proper label, Savvy. And I don't intend to share what's mine." I was shocked a little by what he said, yet I could not stop my heart from celebrating a little either. Especially when our eyes met and saw his without any humour.I cleared my throat again while he, on the other hand, smirked and showed me the peach box."Take it or leave it, Savvy. Wear the ring, then you'll be able to paint again."He opened the box, and that made my eyes widen again. What I am seeing is the same ring I painted the last time. A simple white gold band, shining like the way I painted it."Uhm, can I touch it?"He hadn't yet replied, but
"Why did he even marry me if he's just going to house another woman?" I kept whispering that while fixing my canvas in the living room.I sat down on the high-stand chair and picked up the palette as I cast my eyes up the staircase.It was already evening, and yet they hadn't gone out of the office. Were they really like this even before? Literally a secretary with benefits!I pouted my lips and dipped my paint brush in the black paint.My stomach is grumbling already, but they are still inside of that office. Aren't they going to eat?I sighed as I started to let my brush touch the canvas and paint small dark circles in the middle.I bit my lip and restrained myself from going upstairs and knocking on their door. But I wasn't able to do so when I abruptly stood up, put down the palette and the brush, and took a few steps near the staircase.But I was taken aback when I saw him going downstairs, looking at me intently but with a little concern.I froze on my track and even waited for
I was tongue-tied and felt out of breath, and I know my cheeks are crimson red. When he didn't get any answer from me, he stood and walked near the refrigerator.And what is the kiss he is talking about? Ashley might already have ravished his lips, duh."I'm not worried, and I don't care what you want to do with your life, or with Ashley, Delton. Just don't let my parents know about this. One more thing, Andres—"I automatically shut my mouth when he slammed the refrigerator's door."I'm getting furious, Savvy. Don't ever mention someone else's name in front of me—""Just wow?" I laughed sarcastically, "I am not allowed to mention my crush, yet you are allowed to welcome girls into your house. Go hang out with Ashley!"I turned my back irritatedly and walked back into the living room. Don't be so childish, damn it! Nobody should be able to manipulate your desires, actions, or life!My brows are furrowed as I continue my painting. I can only see black, and I am not sure if I am doing i
The next morning, I can't help but smile, even though I had doubts about his smirk yesterday. Even at breakfast, my smile didn't fade."What's with your smile?" He asked as he put some garlic rice on my plate."Huh?" I took a glimpse, and all I could see was his annoyed look."Am I not allowed to smile, Attorney?" I arched my brow, and that made him knot his forehead deeply."I won't meddle with your happiness, just make sure I am part of it." He put down the utensil as he calmly stood.My lips parted and I looked at him with disbelief, "Attorney, maybe you forgot that you asked for this mess." The fact that I agree with this without my heart, only means that I will never be happy with you—""Then, I'll make you happy. Who's your request again? Andres? Fine, I'll hire that Andres here. Check the garden at ten am."That's what he said before he picked up his coat from the chair and turned his back. He walked straight out of the kitchen and didn't dare give me one last look.I shrugged
I smirked as I got back into the vibe. I was already smiling when I continued painting the sunset carefully. I do not want any drops of paint on my clothes. But I can't completely finish it since my excitement to see Andres is overtaking me. I was just disturbed by Delton's phone call."What, Attorney?" I asked as I put down the paintbrush.He sighed and even heard his fingers tapping the table, "Have you eaten your lunch?" he asked with his soothing voice.I realized it was already afternoon and I hadn't eaten anything."Uhm. I'm not hungry—"I stopped when I heard him curse and the sounds of papers smashing on the table."Andres is already there. How many times do I have to tell you to not starve yourself? I'll go home now," he uttered firmly, "Why do I even feel like a father scolding his daughter? For f*cksake, I am just twenty-eight!" he murmured again but ended the call.I blinked and didn't get what his sentiments were all about. But when I remembered that he mentioned that And
He pushed me more against the wall and kissed me deeply. I felt weak when he caressed my waist as he nibbled my lower lip. He groaned a little and pushed himself closer to me, eating all of the space in between us and feeling his hard chest on mine. My hands crawled over his nape and hair, pulling his head back. His tongue delved inside, making the kiss much wilder.His lips brushed against my jaws, leaving sensual, sweet kisses on my ear. I even felt his hand travel onto my thigh and was about to put it on his waist, but I suddenly woke up from the sensation. My eyes opened and I realized what we were doing. The heat was still there, but my mind was winning this time.It hit me! He wants dirty things!With that in mind, I abruptly pushed him away and forcefully wiped my lips. He didn't expect that, and that made him look at me sleepily."Do you really think this is all it takes?Kiss and make-up?!"I shot him death glares and pushed him further away from me. He closed his eyes tightly