LOGINThe corporate tower of Serafina Studios had never felt so cold. As Mich stepped out of the elevator and into the executive hallway, the usual bustling energy of her creative team was completely absent. Instead, an eerie, heavy silence hung over the floor. Employees whispered in hushed tones, their eyes darting toward her with a mix of pity and anxiety. They already knew. In the corporate world, bad news traveled faster than light.Atty. Santos was waiting for her outside the main boardroom, his expression grim as he adjusted his glasses. "Ms. Mich, mabuti at nakarating ka. Kanina pa sila nagkakagulo sa loob. The Delos Reyes group brought their top tier legal council, and they aren't just looking for a compromise—they want a full asset freeze."Mich took a deep, stabilizing breath, smoothing down the front of her sharp, tailored blazer. The warmth of Zane's touch from earlier that morning still lingered like a phantom sensation against her skin, but she locked that vulnerabil
The tension in the living room was thick enough to suffocate. Zane’s eyes darkened, the muscle in his jaw twitching violently as he processed her words. He wasn’t used to being told no, especially not by the woman he had spent the entire night trying to protect, reclaim, and fuse into his very existence. To him, stepping back was a surrender he couldn't afford."Mag-isa?" Zane repeated, his voice dropping into a dangerous, gravelly register. He took a step closer, completely crowding her space, his shadow falling heavily over her. "You think I’m going to let you walk into that boardroom alone while my father and Veronica tear down everything you built? Hindi mo sila kilala, Mich. Sila ang kaharap mo, pero ako ang target nila. Gagamitin ka lang nila para makaganti sa akin.""Alam ko!" Mich shouted back, her voice cracking as she finally let her emotions spill over. "Alam kong ako ang ginagawa nilang pain! Kaya nga kailangan kong pumunta doon bilang may-ari ng Serafina Studios
The storm that had ravaged the city all night finally subsided into a bleak, gray dawn. Faint, cold morning light filtered through the sheer curtains of the bedroom, cutting through the shadows and exposing the aftermath of their frantic, desperate night. Mich stirred, a dull ache throbbing in her temples from the alcohol, but the heaviness in her chest had nothing to do with a hangover.She opened her eyes and felt the solid, crushing weight of Zane’s arm wrapped securely around her waist. He was still sound asleep, his face buried in her neck, breathing softly. In the quiet morning light, he didn't look like the ruthless, territorial heir of the Villanueva Group; he just looked like a man holding onto the only thing that kept him grounded.Gently, carefully, Mich lifted his arm and slipped out of bed, wrapping a silk robe tightly around herself. She stepped into the living room, where the reality of the previous day immediately slammed back into her. Her discarded purse sat on the c
The remnants of the sweet, chilled syrup had completely melted against their skin, leaving a lingering, intoxicating warmth in the air. The rain outside was still relentless, hammering against the penthouse glass, but inside, the rhythm of the room belonged entirely to Zane. He was a man possessed by a singular, unyielding drive—to make Mich forget the rest of the world, to make her remember only him.With a low growl against her lips, Zane slowly shifted their weight. His large, calloused hands gripped her waist firmly, lifting her effortlessly until he rolled onto his back, bringing her up with him. Mich gasped, her hands instantly flying to his broad shoulders for balance as she found herself straddling him in the dim, shadow-filled room."Zane..." she whispered, her voice trembling, her long hair falling forward over her shoulders like a dark silk curtain."Tingnan mo ako, Mich," Zane commanded huskily, his dark eyes burning with an intense, raw adoration as he looke
The thunderstorm outside continued to shake the glass windows, but the atmosphere inside the bedroom remained thick with a heavy, suffocating warmth. Zane’s lips never left her skin, tracing a slow, burning path down her jaw and pressing against the hollow of her throat. His hands, still possessive and tight, anchored her body down against the mattress. He refused to stop, his touches turning more intense as if trying to erase every doubt running through her mind."Zane... sandali..." Mich gasped out, her fingers tightening in his damp hair, her breath hitching as his lips pressed firmly against her collarbone. The haze of the alcohol was fading, replaced by a sharp, aching clarity. "Mag-usap tayo... Hindi pwedeng ganito lang."Zane didn't pull away. His forehead rested against her neck, his chest heaving heavily against hers as his hands slowly slid down her waist, mapping the curves of her body with a fierce, unyielding hunger."I'm not marrying her, Mich," Zane whispe
Ang buong akala ni Mich ay kaya niyang takbuhan ang sakit, ngunit habang hila-hila siya ni Zane palabas ng maingay at mausok na bar, lalo lang siyang nalulunod. Sinasalo ng sapatos niya ang bawat patak ng ulan sa semento habang pilit niyang binabawi ang kanyang braso. "Bitawan mo ako, Zane! Ano ba!" sigaw niya, pero walang nagawa ang panghihina niya laban sa mahigpit at protective na hawak ng lalaki sa kanyang baywang. Isinakay siya nito sa passenger seat ng sports car, at sa buong biyahe pauwi sa kanyang penthouse, ang tanging maririnig lang ay ang bagsak ng ulan sa bubong at ang mabibigat nilang hininga.The moment the heavy wooden door of her apartment clicked shut behind them, the suffocating silence was broken. Mich stumbled against the wall of the foyer, her head spinning from the alcohol, her eyes burning with a dangerous mix of hatred and unyielding desire."Umalis ka na, Zane..." she choked out, her voice raw as she tried to push him away one last time. "Sabi nang u
Mich’s POVPagkapasok ko sa condo, saka ko lang tuluyang naramdaman ang pagod.Tahimik ang buong unit habang marahan kong isinara ang pinto sa likod ko. Wala akong ibang marinig kundi ang mahinang tunog ng air conditioner at ang mabilis kong tibok ng puso.Pakiramdam ko para pa rin akong lutang.Pa
Mich’s POV Nagising ako dahil sa matinding sakit ng ulo. Para bang may bumubulong sa tenga ko habang umiikot ang buong paligid. Napangiwi ako at marahang napamulat, pero agad ding napahinto nang malamig na hangin ang dumampi sa balat ko. Mabilis akong napaupo. At doon ko nakita ang magulong pri
Hindi niya alam kung bakit pero pakiramdam niya, hindi iyon ang klase ng lalaking nagbibigay agad ng impormasyon tungkol sa sarili niya. Parang punong-puno ng sikreto. At dapat siguro, doon pa lang umalis na siya. Pero hindi niya ginawa. Sa halip, mas lalo siyang lumapit sa panganib. Mas lalo pang
Zane’s POV The bass of the music echoed across the dark walls of Bachelor’s Hub Bar habang nakaupo ako sa pinakadulong bahagi ng VIP section, hawak ang isang baso ng whiskey na ilang beses ko nang pinaikot pero hindi pa rin inuubos. Sa ibaba, nagkakagulo ang mga tao sa dance floor. Bodies pressed







