“Allen...” Merah called out softly. She had just got her consciousness back and she felt weak. Her body could hardly move in the bed as she struggled to shift. She was drained and exhausted from running during their escape.
SILENCE...
“Allen...” She called out again. This time, she slowly opened her eyes wider and tried to find the man she was calling for.
Allen was deeply buried in his thoughts while recalling the past thus he didn't hear Merah’s calling. He was inclined at the single sitter sofa beside Merah’s bed leaning his back on it lazily.
His green eyes were tightly shut as he trembled slightly. His tears were rolling down his cheeks as the memories
Allen tried to evoke a smile. “Hmmm... Okay...” he nodded and took hold of Merah’s waist trying to help her sit down. He let her lean on the headrest after putting a pillow on her back.Merah held his arm to cooperate. She finally seated and had leaned her back comfortably. “Thank you, Allen...” She mumbled softly.Allen nodded his head silently. He was about to get back himself on the single sitter sofa but his wrist was held by the woman. He tilted his head in confusion as his heart thudded loudly inside his chest in anticipation. “What's the matter?” he asked flatly.“I want you to lay down in here...” Merah pointed her spreading legs and tapped her laps. “Please...” she added. For some rea
Allen nodded slightly. “That was my Pen name... Short for Allen Cage...” he admitted with honesty. He then darted his gaze away as he felt like he was going to melt at Merah’s intense stare.Merah was in a state of reverie. “Where have you been, ACE?” she asked attentively. “Don't you know that... That you...” She began to choke on her sobs. She had been eagerly waiting to meet the mysterious letter sender before. And now... Here he was...During those times that she got into college, she had suffered a lot. Though she looked happy to be with the famous quarterback on their campus before, she still felt empty. Her smiles were all pretentious.Until the day that a letter happened to catch her attention inside her lock
“Then how did you get married to him?” Allen looked obviously furious at the mention of Merah’s marriage to his half-brother. “Don't tell me that you got carried away and bore a son for him accidentally!” he added as he gritted his teeth. Anger started to cloud his eyes causing them to darken with intense jealousy! He couldn't help clenching his jaws as well as his fist! Merah started to tremble in her spot as she recalled how she ended up being Michael Casimiro’s wife. That matter has been carefully concealed ever since that incident happened in her life. Does she need to spill it now? To ACE? That was already in the past right? There's no harm in telling a story to someone who had taken a part of her, isn't it? Very soon she would get dumped by Michael because he would be disgusted by her! He would divorce her! Merah
Allen's mouth gaped in shock. His eyes widened in disbelief. “You... You...” he turned speechless after hearing Merah’s story.His head began to spin around and he put his both hand on his head clutching his hair tightly with his fingers. He had recalled the nights that had happened to him. That was his best night ever! *********29 years ago...Allen had just gotten himself settled as a Sous chef of a five-star hotel abroad. That was his first month of work and it perfectly fitted him well. He was glad that he had found his passion after being wrecked by his past. He had loved cooking as he found it interesting than to keep on sulking in the corner and drinking his ass out
“Good to hear that! Because I didn't regret it either!” Allen retorted with a playful smirk while staring at his woman affectionately. He came an inch closer to her in a huff. “I know it! You are meant for me and I meant for you!” he added and took Merah in his arms engulfing her in his warm hug.Never once did he thinks that his life would end up like this. Being independent all those years amassed him turning into a cold-hearted man. He had struggled to fight his weakness and stubbornly moved on trying to leave everything about his past behind! He never expected that he had long gotten the things that he yearned a long time ago! A family that he dreamed to have!Merah was confused at Allen’s motion. “What are you talking about, huh?” She asked curiously. “Are you okay?&rdquo
Zadkiel had had the best sleep he ever had. His eyes were still closed but he was aware that it was already morning as the sun rays hit his face blurring his sense of sight.He stretched out his hand and roamed it beside him. His blue eyes shot wide open as he didn't find anyone beside him! Arkael’s bed was empty!He jumped off the bed and shoved himself on his clothes in a hurry. His heart skipped an odd best. Why was his heart beating wildly? And where is Arkael? Upon finishing wearing his clothes, he ran outside his room and tried to find his lover around the house but no to avail.He ran into the house again and his eyes fell on the pair of slippers that his lover used to wear upon their arrival. His shoes were gone and he immediately felt disappoi
Arkael leaned on his swivel chair lazily. He closed his green eyes and inhaled deeply. His nerves were clenching and his blood was boiling due to his adrenaline rush. He had just arrived in his office and he was like a phantom that sneakily entered his company. Anyone who didn’t recognize him would take him as a thief for doing such a thing. If not for the surprise information that he learned last night, he would have awakened in his lover’s arms by now while savoring the sunrise but that was only a dream for him. A dream that is hard to achieve! He had thought that after he exhausted himself drowning in pleasure with his lover, he could grab some sleep and forgot everything for the meantime but while Zadkiel was buried in his deep slumber, he wasn’t able to relax. Uncle Alle’s words hit his nerve that he was deprived
How would Arkael tell his so-called wife that his so-called mother was freakingly crazy to have a grandchild? That woman would go berserk if he open that matter to her again! And he couldn't even bring himself to sleep with a woman anymore now that he was connected to his lover. He didn’t want to betray him! Furthermore, Merida is like a beast that slowly swallows every inch of his sanity so how come she wanted an heir from his blood and flesh? Isn’t it ironic? He had grown to be accustomed to that woman’s cruelty, so what's the reason for requesting an heir from him? Arkael felt ridiculous at the thought of it. “What are you planning, Merida?” he mumbled to himself and slowly retreated his mobile phone out from his pocket. He wanted to have a check