LOGINAfter being kidnapped by armed men, I was locked in a room in an old, dilapidated house, terrified of what they might have in store for me. One of the kidnappers had cornered me, attempting to assault me. As he removed his shirt and approached, I tried to stand up from the bed, but he grabbed me and pulled me back down. "Let me go! Stay away from me!" I screamed. "Don't bother fighting; there’s nothing you can do. Just enjoy this pleasure before you die," he sneered. "Stop it! My body belongs only to Xian. No one can claim me but my husband!" I shouted. He became more aggressive, tearing at my clothes to get them off. I was consumed with rage, frustrated and disappointed in myself for being unable to protect my own body. "Xian, please, help me." As terror washed over me, I suddenly felt something strange—a faint, electric current flowing through my arms and a surge of heat radiating from my chest. "That’s enough! Stop it!" With a sudden burst of strength, I shoved the man of
After our date, I headed home alone. Xian had walked me to the jeepney terminal and waited until I was safely inside. "Take care," he said. Once he left to return to his car, I couldn't help but smile, thinking about how caring and thoughtful he was as a boyfriend. I still found it hard to believe that I had found someone like him. It made me want to work even harder to be successful so that I could be worthy of him. A few minutes later, I got off at the corner. Since I couldn't be dropped off directly in front of my condominium, I decided to walk the remaining thirty meters. The streets were quiet at that hour. As I walked along the sidewalk, I never expected what was about to happen. A white van pulled up in front of me. The door slid open, and three masked men jumped out. "Huh?" Without hesitation, they grabbed me and forced me into the van. "Wait! What are you doing? Hey! Let me go! Who are you?" It was futile. Their grip was like iron, and no matter how much I struggled
After the commotion inside the restaurant, Xian carried me into the restroom and immediately began wiping my wet clothes with his handkerchief. I couldn’t look him in the eye, consumed by the crushing weight of embarrassment. I knew I had caused such a scene, and the humiliation was unbearable. "I’m so sorry," I whispered, my voice trembling. "I just lost control of my temper when she insulted me. I didn't mean to do it." Guilt washed over me, and my tears began to fall. I regretted everything. I admitted to him that I knew I shouldn't have caused a scene or lashed out, but my anger had blinded me, preventing me from thinking clearly. "I’m still grieving for my parents, and I’m constantly fighting to pull myself out of the mud I’m stuck in," I confessed, sobbing against his chest. "But she keeps reminding me that I’m nothing but a failure." Xian didn't say a word. He simply pulled me into a tight embrace. I knew his love for me was deep enough to forgive my mistakes, but to me, i
I never expected to run into the woman I had seen with Kael outside his condominium at that restaurant. My heart felt as though it had stopped the moment our eyes met. Wait, she’s the woman who was with Kael. "Unbelievable," she sneered, walking toward me with mockery dripping from her every step. "Of all the places in the world, I had to run into your pathetic face here." I shook my head, trying to calm myself despite the anxiety screaming in my chest. I had a terrible feeling about this. As she and her two companions stood before me, I could feel the suffocating weight of their presence—judgmental and brimming with arrogance. "I didn’t realize they allowed beggars into high-end restaurants like this," she said, her voice dripping with sheer disgust. "Wait, Brigitte, do you know her? Who is she?" one of her companions asked. "Oh, my bad, girls," Brigitte replied, scanning me from head to toe. "I just wanted you to meet my fiancé's pathetic, stalker ex. She’s desperate to force
The next morning, we decided to leave early to spend the day at the mall. Because my documents had been lost, we had no choice but to wait for replacements. We had been so preoccupied with errands that we hadn’t found time for a proper date, so Xian insisted on this outing. While in the car, Xian turned to me, his expression serious. "As you requested, we will postpone the wedding until you’ve made a firm decision. But keep in mind, I am still against it." I noticed Xian slipping back into his cold, aloof persona. I couldn’t help but think he was angry with me. "Are you upset that we’re pushing the wedding back?" He didn’t answer, his eyes fixed firmly on the road. I reached out and took his hand to soften the mood. "Don't be angry. Between the two of us, I’m the one who wants to marry you right away, but if we think about our situation, rushing will only lead to complications." I explained that as he himself said, hasty decisions often lead to mistakes, and that was something ne
Because of the idea that Vladimir’s parents might accept me if I became a soldier, I asked him why I shouldn’t try joining the army and entering the special forces. "What do you think? If I become a soldier, maybe you won't have to keep arguing with your family." Xian sighed and suddenly laughed in front of me, as if he didn't take my words seriously. "Hahaha, why are you thinking of things like that?" I blushed, feeling embarrassed that he was laughing at what I had said, even though I was serious. "Why are you laughing? I’m serious about what I said." He smiled and pulled me closer until I was sitting on his lap. "Come here," he said tenderly. As I sat on his lap, he hugged me, and we were silent for a moment. "Thank you. I know you’re saying that to help me and to save my relationship with my family, but it isn’t right for you to do this just for my sake." He explained that there was only a slim chance his parents would agree to the idea. The truth was, it wasn't just about







