LOGIN—ROME ARCHILLUS’ POV—“No! Ray!” My soul almost left my body in fear of losing him—our little Archi. “Mr. De Herrera…” his voice echoed in my ears. His frail body slowly fell with Gaille…Fortunately, I reached his little hand on time. I groaned looking down at him. F*ck… I can’t hold him too long. My wound is giving me a hard time.“Hold onto me, son. I got you.” My sweat and tears fell as I tightened my grip. “Martin!”Martin helped me pull up Ray Archillus and I didn’t hesitate to put him in my embrace… feeling so relieved. I thought we would lose him. “Archi!” Alora ran towards us and she immediately pulled Ray’s medicine from her pocket. “Love… take this. Please… you need this.”“You okay, son?” I asked while checking on him. My heart skipped a beat when I heard him say the word I am always waiting for.“Thanks… Dad.”My tears fell at the moment.“Of course… for you, son. I’ll do everything.” I kissed the top of his head.“Archi… you’re bleeding.” Alora noticed and I groaned
—ROME ARCHILLUS’ POV—Our Ray Archillus and I watched the love of our lives—Alora Eunice—scanning with awe the wedding gown I’ve been keeping for the past years. I didn’t throw it for this very reason—hoping that she will come back to me.That we could fix what was ruined.I always regret that night but maybe… it should just stay in the past.I felt a hand pulling the hem of my semi-formal shirt. I looked down on Ray—our Archi. It’s kind of weird calling him by my nickname.“Are you gonna ask mom now?”“Is it okay with you?” I kneeled to level him and pulled a small box out of my pocket and showed to our son the couple ring I also bought years ago.“As long as you don’t make my mom cry, it’s all right with me,” he said and glanced at Alora—still busy looking at the details of the wedding gown.“Alright. Thank you,” I smiled at him.I immediately hid the box when Alora looked at us.“Archi, why…?” She couldn’t ask properly, her eyes were teary.“Six years ago, I was planning to ask you
—ALORA EUNICE’S POV—“We will fight for custody,” Mrs. Estella said with so much confidence in her voice. “W-What?” I faced her—couldn’t hide the horror in my face. “There’s no doubt, that little boy is my grandson. He’s like Archi when he was a kid and you hide him from us. Shame on you.”“No! You’re not taking my son from me.” I shook my head.“But we couldn’t accept you as part of our family again. Never.” She cleared her throat. “See you at court.”I grabbed her arm and didn’t hesitate to kneel in front of her—crying.“Please… ma’am. Please, don’t take my son away from me. I beg you.” I felt my whole body shaking in fear of losing my hope, my beloved little Archi. I already knew what would happen if this proceeded to court.I will probably lose. They are too powerful to fight.“And now you’ll understand the feeling of losing someone, especially a son. You shouldn’t have cheated on my son.”“I… I didn’t… I swear, I didn’t! Please… ma’am...” “He almost died years ago because of
—ALORA EUNICE’S POV—“Before you… I am her only Archi, silly,” Archi teased our son before getting a large bowl for the pork sinigang. He prepared the table and I helped him while little Archi was sitting at his chair, watching his father so intently. I found it so funny when I noticed little Archi’s unusual gestures as if he’s competing with his father. He always does what his father does to me—putting food on my plate, getting me a glass of water, even wiping something off my lips.The two didn’t let me wash the dishes so I just left them and went upstairs, borrowed a laptop from Lanie and opened my socials. Evan flooded our conversation with his messages. I immediately replied to ease his worries. I also searched about Sevillas. It was true, Oliver’s now in jail and their company barely survives the chaos—or should I say, a little bit of push and they’re off the business world.“Hey, what are you doing?” Archi suddenly appeared behind me and hugged me, resting his chin on my shoul
—ALORA EUNICE’S POV—“Can I kiss you?”I let out a little chuckle because of his question. He’s like a teenage boy asking for the first time yet such straightforward words he asked.“Shouldn’t you just do the thing instead of asking?” I said, smiling at him.“I want to ask for permission. I want to respect you in all aspects, Alora Eunice.”Those words… It melted my heart so quickly. That’s why my standards went too high because of what he showed me—of what he makes me feel. I never let anyone in my life after we got divorced.As if I was hypnotized by his eyes, I gave him a little nod. Without wasting any more second, he attacked my lips with hungry kisses then went slow, passionate and intimate. I was replying to his every move. I let him lead. He lifted me, holding me through my thighs which made me wrap my legs around his waist—lips still locked with each other. The next thing I knew, my back felt the soft mattress and we started making love.+++Archi just finished cleaning me a
—ALORA EUNICE’S POV—“What? But you told me to remarry her, kiddo. Remember?” Archi said, giving his point—I don’t even know. Remarry… what? What’s with these two?Little Archi stretched his arms, wanting me to lift him. I have no choice but to do so. This is rare because he usually doesn’t want me to carry him, he’s a big boy now. “I’ll carry you. Mom’s not yet recovered—” Archi was about to get him but my son refused.“No,” little Archi said so firmly. I lifted him, while looking at Archi who sighed heavily because I knew how he tried to be patient, especially with a kid.When little Archi faced me, he held my cheeks using his little hands. He scanned me and pouted, eyes mad—turning his head to Archi who was innocently watching us then he turned his gaze back to me.“Mom, did that man make you cry, hm?”“What? No, love. We just talk, and I…” I don’t want my little Archi to think ill of his father because Archi didn’t really do anything to hurt me when we talked earlier. “I’m just







