LOGINFarrah Evans is the definition of the modern-day liberated lady. Get drunk, get laid, and get your freedom. That was what she wants for the rest of her life. Not a percentage, not even in her dreams she imagined of being married and committed to only one man. The plan is to be a forever rich single Auntie who lives alone in a mansion, wears a pair of Gucci gloves on a wedding, and brag about traveling around the world while holding a limited edition LV bag on her Amigas.However, Uno Saldivar is the most persistent and longest suitor she encountered in her life. The man started to pursue her back in senior high days. Uno is a certified nerdy boy who got no fun, he's a studious, hardworking geek who aims to be one of the most successful men on their generation. And the one who will marry Farrah, the girl of his daydreams. Farrah doesn't know that she's falling for him. She is a known playgirl who hooks up with rich handsome boys and being with Uno will taint her image. She planned to escape the humiliation she'll experience so she never admitted to herself that she likes the man and covered it with anger. Annoyed and exhausted of him chasing her, she made a deal. "When I reached the age of twenty-seven and I'm still not married nor have a boyfriend, I'll marry you. If anyone of us refuses to get married, the one who rejects will pay the other million dollars." After years of being apart from Uno, a tragedy happened which turned her life upside down.
View More“Stop…… please don’t hurt her.” Rose’s father, who took three bullets in his chest, begged in front of the people who had just bragged about their home and killed his pregnant wife and his maids in front of him.
He tried to fight, but these men came prepared. He had only a wish right now, not to let them discover his daughter, whom he had hidden in the wardrobe.
These men laughed like manic as he walked toward the wardrobe since he knew where he had kept the girl.
Rose’s father dragged his blood-drenched body and tried to stop these men; he knew what would happen to the girl if they found her.
The men didn’t bother with Rose’s father and pulled open the wardrobe door, and little Rose, who was shaking violently, looked at the man with frightened eyes.
But when her eyes fell on her mother’s dead body, along with the maids and her father in blood, she couldn’t stay quiet and screamed.
How could a 10-year-old girl keep her calm seeing such a horrific scene in front of her? These men didn’t care about her; the man pulled his gun and pointed it at her head.
Then another man spoke out behind them,
“Boss, it would be a loss to kill the girl; why not send her to dreamland?" I’m sure our men will be pleased with a fresh item."
As the man spoke, he licked his lips. After all, the girl was such a beautiful doll; he was sure she would be an excellent toy for their men.
The man who raised his gun on Rose’s head suddenly looked at Rose with a wicked, murderous grin and then turned to Rose’s father, whose expression drowned in pure horror when he heard them discuss his daughter’s future.
He suddenly couldn’t keep calm and, with all his strength, grabbed the man by his throat.
“You can keep dreaming.” Rose’s dad was like a wounded lion; even losing his wife meant nothing to him. As long as he could take these heinous people with him, at least his daughter would live.
But he underestimated them; how could he, taking three bullets, win against 20 people, be ready to tear him up in a second? The moment he attacked, the man attacked and put two more bullets in his chest, and this time it hit his chest straight.
Rose’s father’s hand loosened from the man’s neck, and he felt the entire world turn blurry in front of him as he fell to the ground. Not only that, but when he fell, the man stepped on his chest, and mocking laughter broke out.
Rose screamed in fear. How could she bear this? She felt her entire world shattered when her father looked at her with a painful expression; only pain and helplessness were in his eyes.
The man turned and grabbed Rose by her beautiful hair and pulled her closer. “Welcome to hell, princess,” the man said with a smile, which made Rose shiver; she felt disgusted by his touch and closeness.
She was a princess of her father’s kingdom, where he kept her protected from all danger, and she had only seen the goodness of this world; this was the first time she faced the dark side of the world.
“Daddy.” In fear, she called out to her father.
Her father would barely have the life to hear her call. He wanted to protect his daughter, but it seemed god had another plan; he couldn’t even answer his daughter, who was frightened.
Rose got her answer with silence; she didn’t know what she was feeling. “Daddy, ah, daddy, daddy, take the bad man away.” She couldn’t even say anything other than these words.
She finally knew how cruel the world was. She kept screaming and crying, but it seemed the world had abandoned her.
Rose’s father thought god had abandoned them already; god didn’t even want to spare his 10-year-old daughter.
But he didn’t; when gunshots were heard just from the entrance, the man who was holding Rose let her go and turned his face only with bullets.
Countless footsteps approached, and countless black-clothed people appeared in the room with guns.
Among them, a man in a black wind coat stood in the middle of them and looked at these assassins with a cold, murderous gaze.
Rose was crying until she saw the man before her, her blue eyes stuck on the man.
The man didn’t even blink when he fired coolly at these men, and not even a bullet missed. All the shots were on point; Rose flinched in terror when the man in front of her fell to the ground with a bullet in his head.
Her sound slowed down, but she couldn’t calm herself completely. Rose's father looked at the people with hopeful eyes. Finally, the world might have abandoned them, but someone didn’t, and he could now peacefully leave because he knew his daughter was not alone anymore.
Rose looked at the man; amidst a torrential of bullets, he emerged from the shadow, striding purposefully toward her. The noise of gunfire echoed in the air, yet his determined steps didn’t even stop for a second, even when the bullets just passed by him.
His silhouette moved with a grace that defied his aura; danger had just bypassed him, almost touched him, yet he walked toward the girl as if even the world stopped; he wouldn’t. It felt like the world stopped around him briefly, and only he existed.
Even these dangerous assailants didn’t even stand a chance in his presence, which made Rose look at the man in front of them with terror; she was a little soul. These assassins were already scary enough to suck her soul.
Rose stood on the other side of the danger, while her eyes widened in disbelief at his actions because her father taught her in this world if a person doesn’t even care about their own life, then no one is more dangerous than that person, and she knew her dad warned her about a man like him.
How could a person walk like this even knowing the bullet doesn’t have eyes? Only a senseless person could do this.
Little Rose's terrified eyes showed even more terror; she lost her voice when the man stopped before her. She closed her eyes in fear when she thought the man would hurt her.
But she heard the most beautiful, deep voice engraved in her mind for life.
“Don’t be afraid, Little Rose. No one can hurt you anymore.” The moment the man spoke to her gently, Rose opened her eyes, and the man’s dark yet mysterious eyes stared deep into her blue eyes.
"I have been showing her that I love her and I never stopped, but she seems like a blind or a deaf. She can't see nor hear what I am saying! But it was fine...because I love her.""I even brought her to Batanes just so I can focus and letting her know how much I love her. We have been in a couple of fights, may it be big or small...we fought. I honestly thought that we won't make it, but I just love her dearly and I don't want to lose her so I am still here in front of her."Shock was evident on her face as she glanced at me when I slowly went down on my knees."Uno...what are you doing?" She whispered. I smiled at her and reached for the velvet box on my pocket, and opened it."I can never lose my Farrah Saldivar again and I don't trust our first wedding...so I am asking her again.""Farrah, will you marry me, for real and for love?" I asked.Tears cascaded down her eyes when she saw the wedding ring. It was a simple white gold ring with a diamond on its top. Her initials are carved i
"I told myself I will take this slow but this girl is impatient." I murmured when she asked about what I am doing. I have been purposely following her around, sometimes she doesn't notice it, but she did when I came inside the new coffee shop near their place."Uno, what are you really up to? I know how it hurts to see me. I know how hard it is to have lunch with me or even share a table while sipping coffee, so why are you doing this? I thought you don't want to see me because you are being reminded of our child? I am doing everything to give you time, but why are you making me confuse? Why are you giving me hope?""I am here because I still couldn't admit to myself that I no longer love you. Even after what you did, and even after everything that we have been through, I realized that the most important thing is that you are alive. I care about our daughter, but
I got only one dream: To be happy with Farrah. And I am almost reaching it. I am married with her, and we have the same feelings for each other. What I am longing for right now is for us to have a child. Though Farrah is still 28 and I just turned 30, I am ready. I just don' know if Farrah wants the same, but I hope it is.I have been begging her a lot of times in Batanes to make a baby, though I made sure that I did everything I need to do, it is still up to Farrah since I am not sure if she's taking shots or pills."My husband smells so nice, but the food smells better. I wonder if he can still add some chili on it?" I heard her voice coming from behind. She wrapped her arms around my waist and glanced at the pan in front of me. I moved his body to the side and kissed the tip of her nose before glancing back to tha pan and stir it.
Since that day, I forced myself to be more understanding. I don't remember myself as someone who gets jealous easily and I don't give harsh kisses to Farrah. That was not the love that I know, and I will never let myself continue doing that shit for years.I worked so hard from day and night to finish all my works ahead of time, I want to to make it up to her. I know I was never a good husband for weeks and that she doesn't like me. But I can still try. I waited for seven long years and I got no plans on losing my chance again. She was already tied to me, a wrong thing that I did. I took advantage of her problems and forced her to marry me just because I am greedy for her love, but it doesn't mean that it would forever be like that.I am determined to make her fall in love with me, that's why I made everything to make my schedule clear. I also did her works in Pacifica without her knowing. I have been studying what is inside their company for two years and now, it gave
"Dude, stop staring at her you look like a damn stalker," Auton whispered on my ear before drinking on his glass.Today is an engagement party for Aliya's Mom and Farrah's dad. Almost all their business partners are present, including the Saldivar group. Ever since I have been appointed as
She knows I love her that much that's why she is not worried g about being left behind nor think of what I would feel.That was what I realized after spending time inside my room without having to answer her calls and texts. It may look and sound like a gay, but I really hate how she can ma
"Are you really that damn in love with her that you will let your pride be stepped on, Uno?"Auton, my old friend from my previous school visited me after that day. I didn't mean to tell her this story, but he asked me what's going on with Farrah and me.And yes, he knows how much I a
Farrah.That was her name.With her black hair, brownish-red lipsticks, artificial curls, and narrow nose, she got me. I know from that day that I like her. This was the first time that I felt this kind of attraction.I normally have crushes on celebrities and artists, some from












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