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Shaira’s Point of View “How is she now?” “Well, she still seems affected by the drugs you gave her! Why did you give her so much?” I pulled him closer and kissed him. He immediately kissed me back. “I only gave her a little. Maybe she’s just really weak. She’s only popular because she’s beautiful and a good actress.” I let him go and sat on the sofa. “Wow, you really seem to be in love with her. Were you hurt by what you saw earlier?” He sat next to me and leaned on my shoulder. “Why would I be hurt by something I didn’t want in the first place? You know I did this because you wanted my career to flourish. Look, you were right. Ever since she became my love team partner, the offers have been pouring in. We’ll be able to save and invest for our future quickly.” I smiled. He is Jerome Velasquez, my longtime boyfriend and soon-to-be husband. He’s the Jerome who is Yumi’s on-screen love team partner. They became a real-life couple because I told him their chemistry would be stronger if people believed they were together in real life. And me? I’m Shaira Mae Gomez, an actress and his future wife. I’m not as famous as Yumi. I only get supporting roles, either as the best friend of the lead or the lead male’s sister. I don’t earn as much as the leads do. Since Jerome and I got together, we’ve kept our relationship a secret. In our industry, you become more popular if you don’t have a real-life partner. I’ve been an extra since high school, and I’m still an extra now. “I don’t know about Yumi. Why is she so insensitive? She can’t even tell that I don’t really love her. If you had seen her face earlier, you would have laughed,” Jerome said as he got up and faced me. Yes, Jerome and I are the reason Yumi is miserable now. We’ve been planning to ruin her and Jerome for a long time because we’ve saved enough. Our social media accounts are also stable enough to provide passive income. Jerome and I want to settle down. Seven years in showbiz is enough. “You’re too harsh on her. So what’s the plan after the movie?” I asked Jerome. “I told her we’d break up after the movie. I said I don’t want a girl who’s been kissed by another guy,” he said as he wrapped his arms around me. He pulled me close until our bodies were touching. “I love you,” he said, looking directly at me. “Are you this sweet with Yumi when it’s just the two of you?” He let go of me, his shoulders slumping. “You really know how to ruin the moment. You know everything that happens between us. She tells you everything, doesn’t she?” “Yumi loves you very much. I’m sure she’ll chase after you,” I said, taking off my blazer. “You’re delicious,” he said, moving closer and squeezing my chest. “You’re good at changing the topic!” I flicked his forehead. “I don’t care if she chases me. I’ve always been loyal to you. So can we stop talking about her? This time is just for us. I love you, my wifey,” he said sweetly and kissed me before I could respond. His kisses were passionate and full of love. I put my hands on the back of his neck and kissed him deeply. He pulled me by the waist, making me arch my back. “Aaaah…” I moaned as his kisses traveled down to my neck. Every kiss he left on my neck left a mark, and I could feel the pain. “Ahhh… you taste so good,” he moaned before attacking my breasts. He pulled down my spaghetti strap top, and I heard it tear, but I didn’t care. He squeezed my breasts and alternately sucked on my nipples like a baby. “Ahhh… Ohhh… That feels so good, baby,” I moaned from the tickling sensation of his kisses and touches. He was only pleasuring my breasts, but I was already going crazy with pleasure. “Ahhh… shit! You taste so good. I never get tired of you,” he moaned with a curse. I ran my hands down his back to his butt and slapped it. He chuckled softly. I lifted his arms to take off his shirt. Our kisses were still intense. I unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his underwear. “My turn, baby,” I said, winking at him as I knelt between his legs. I held his manhood, giving him a seductive look and biting my lower lip. I could see the desire in his eyes, so he sat on the sofa and pulled me closer, forcing his manhood into my mouth. I laughed because he was so eager. “Excited?” I teased. “You’re teasing me,” he said, squeezing my breasts that were brushing against his knees. I drooled even more as I looked at his throbbing manhood. I didn’t waste any time and took him into my mouth, my hand moving up and down his length. I stuck out my tongue and sucked on the tip of his manhood. He couldn’t take it anymore and pulled me up. He quickly pulled off my underwear from under my skirt. Without a moment’s delay, he thrust his large, hard manhood into my wet opening. “Ahhh… Ohhh… deeper… faster, baby,” I moaned as he pounded me from behind. He thrust quickly, filling me completely with his shaft. The living room was filled with our moans as we reached the peak of our pleasure together. “I love you always, my wifey.” “I love you always, my hubby.”15 Years AgoEumerriah's Point of View“Marry Jerome!” Daddy yelled, his gaze piercing through me.I took a deep breath before answering. “But Dad, you know I can’t go back to him anymore.”“Why? Because of his brother? Do you realize you’re putting Gabrielle in danger?” His voice carried weight, and each word felt like a blow.I stared at him, utterly confused. “What do you mean?”Mommy hesitated, grabbing Daddy’s arm suddenly. “Dear, please don’t tell Yumi about this,” she pleaded, her voice tinged with worry.But Daddy stood firm, unmoved. “No, she needs to know so she can wake up to reality. She had the nerve to get pregnant by that man.”I swallowed hard, the anxiety in my chest growing heavier. “What exactly are you talking about?”Daddy stepped closer, his expression cold. “They’re capable of killing Gabrielle just to make sure you two don’t end up together.”The words hit me like a thunderclap. “What? They wouldn’t do that to their own son!”He shook his head, his eyes filled
Eumerriah's Point of ViewFor so long, Gabrielle and I had been at odds. I couldn't understand why he needed to distance himself from us. All the truths had come out—their marriage to Kristine and how his life had unfolded with Paul. He regretted his choices, and even Paul seemed to notice his mistakes."You really don’t understand me," Gabrielle said, frustration lacing his voice."Then explain it to me!" I shot back, unable to hold back any longer."Okay, let me ask you this. Why did you choose to distance yourself and hide, huh? Fifteen years! Fifteen years I haven't seen or been with my child, and then I find out he's legally Shaira’s child! How do you explain that to me, huh?" he questioned, filled with anger and disappointment."Listen to me!" I said, barely able to contain the pain in my voice. "Shaira lost her child because of your marriage! What do you think I should do? Of course, I thought about our child's safety. If I hadn’t done that, we might not have a child anymore. S
Eumerriah's Point of View“Where is he?” I asked Kate, my curiosity evident.“If you want to know, follow me,” she replied, getting into her car. I nodded, but instead of driving my own car, I hurried into the passenger seat of hers.She furrowed her brow and gave me a questioning look. “Why are you too lazy to drive?” she asked, a hint of irritation in her voice.“I just want to ride in the car of the girl who used to really like me,” I said, trying to make a joke to lighten the tension.“Tsk! If it weren’t for Kuya Gabrielle, I wouldn’t like you,” she retorted, but a playful smile was on her lips.“What do you mean?” I asked, a bit confused, but I knew she was hiding something.“Secret,” she replied, laughing as she drove.I looked out the window, but I couldn’t help smiling. I never thought that the cheerful little girl who used to cling to me, who liked me so much, would turn into a woman who was now even more assertive in front of me.Behind her teasing and boldness, I was please
"Eumerriah!" Kate called out to me, her voice filled with concern.I turned to face her and saw the serious expression on her face."Do you still think about him?" she asked, her voice full of worry. "Do you ever wonder how he’s doing?"I stood silently, trying to block out the people around us. A heaviness settled over me. I thought of Gabrielle. Despite everything that happened, he still held a place in my heart, but I didn’t know how to face him now."What are you trying to say?" I asked, struggling to hide my emotions."I just wanted you to know," Kate began, her voice serious, "that even back then, he struggled with the thought of losing you like that. And now that you’ve suddenly come back, he feels like he failed you, like he didn’t even try to look for you."As I absorbed her words, it felt like a sharp pain erupted in my chest. I could feel Gabrielle’s anguish over the years I was gone, but I couldn’t ignore how he had avoided me and chosen someone else during those times.We
"Another movie you slay!" Shaira greeted, hugging me tightly."My mom is really amazing," Justine complimented. He was now dressed like a young man, his hair neatly styled, and his suit covering his whole body. He looked at me with great admiration, as if he had learned all these things from me."You always look pretty, Mommy," said Dustine, who, despite being young, had simple words that could warm my heart. He smiled at me, his eyes full of happiness and love."Beautiful and endlessly talented," Jayson praised, standing beside me, his eyes full of respect.We had just finished the premiere night of one of our most successful movies with Jerome. The story was filled with emotion, and I never imagined it would turn out like this. After weeks of hard work and exhaustion, this moment brought joy and success to us.We were in the middle of guests, media, and fans who were all celebrating our achievement. Cameras kept flashing, capturing our photos, but my eyes wandered to the loved ones
Eumerriah's Point of ViewFor six months, everything was in order. No fights, no drama, even though I worked closely with Jerome more often now."Is it still him?" Jerome asked."What’s it to you?" I replied, my tone sharp.It was as if he didn’t care about what happened in the past, like he wasn’t the man I once went crazy for."If you had just kept being crazy about me, maybe I could have learned to love you," I teased."Whatever you say," he responded, seemingly indifferent."You’ve become so tough now, like you weren’t once crazy over me," I pressed."It’s been 17 years, and still? Haven’t you moved on? You couldn’t even fight for my best friend, the first man you loved. So why would I expect you to fight for me, when you just used me?" His words stung."It wasn’t my fault my family couldn’t accept him.""It’s your fault you led him on and didn’t truly love him.""And what do you know about real love?""Well, what about you? What do you know? We’re not kids anymore. If you think y