She did not have the courage to bring a box of erotica to the mansion. Even against her will, she agreed to burn all the books. She didn't have any container for them. There was no place for erotica in her dad's mansion nor in Gideon's house. And it hurt a lot. Her babies were rejected and she felt like being rejected also by both parties. She really loves those books and yet she is now outside Gideon's house, watching a box of erotica being eaten by fire.Jewel was in tears. She didn't quite think Gideon would disagree with her. That jerk was the cause of this mess! But she didn't have the power to dominate him!It was as if his confession to her last night was not true. Jewel looked at Gideon who was at the entrance of the house and was talking to Tang. Dalya and Pedro were not outside. Her fists clenched. That controlling beast!Tang entered the house while Gideon walked towards her. It occasionally looked at those erotica's being engulfed by fire. He stopped in front of her and

Jewel's brows met. Jasmine sounded desperate. What if Gabbi was just a victim of a set-up and was just framed? What if Jasmine just fabricated the story? Gabbi still didn't speak so there's probably a reason why Jasmine was so desperate to make her believe her words."And you expect me to believe your accusation, Jasmine?" Her eyes narrowed.Jasmine swallowed hard and shifted her gaze from her and to her parents. "Y-Yes! Haven't you severed your relationship? She's no longer your friend! One more thing, we're classmates since grade eleven so you know if I'm telling the truth!"She laughed wryly. "We're only classmates, not bestfriends. How will I know if you're telling the truth?"Jasmine's body stiffened. "J-Jewel Laine ..."She folded her arms and glanced at Gabbi. Still the girl's not saying a thing so there must be something wrong here. "How did you meet Gabbi?"Jasmine swallowed the lump in her throat, trying her best to calm her breathing. "He's my grade school classmate. I know

Warning: Theme and Language.She was sweaty while sitting on the bed. She looked down at herself and closed her eyes. Still the same, naked. Jewel looked up at the wall clock and saw that it's already three o'clock in the morning.'And it's still the same dream. Sex with the same man,' she thought.But the dream this time was something strange. She already remembered the man's thin and red lips, as well as the goofy grin that never faded throughout the scene of her dream. Her hand clutched her bare and sweaty chest, catching her breath.Her wrists hurt as if someone was holding them tightly. Her scalp ached as if someone had pulled her hair. And she's not surprise to see the light red marks on her arm and chest.Jewel swallowed hard. Her hair stood on end and her chest tightened as her mind tried to remember the man in the dream. She remembered his grin clearly as if it was not a dream and she can still feel his warm kiss on her neck.She bit her lower lip.At first it was okay for h

"Why, Ma?" Jewel swallowed hard, not believing what her mother had said. "We can take the land title back from them. And we have been planting and reaping harvests on Aisle for ten years so it's possible to take it back when they let us use the Aisle for ten years!""That's because your father asked the Mayor. The Hernandez already has a lot of land so they let us plant and harvest in Aisle. But that doesn't mean they will allow us forever. So your father and I had planned to marry you off to the Mayor's son to make sure that our clan will not lose ownership..." Her mother smiled softly. "For the sake of the next generation of our clan, Jewel.""Maybe we can buy the Aisle again!"Donya Belinda shook her head. "You can only buy a title if the current owner sells it, Jewel. We can't take it back until the Hernandez decides to sell, but how long should we wait for it? We don't want to pass on to you and your children the weight of the Aisle's responsibility.""But you married me off to G

It was way too early in the morning. The sun had not yet risen but Gideon's spirit was wide awake. He was sitting in a hotel lobby while leaning on his back and facing his cellphone, typing a text message for Jewel.'Good morning, Jewel. Do you want to taste dried mangoes? I'll buy you some.'That's what he wanted to send to the woman but he couldn't press the send button. He just stared at the letters like an idiot.He is currently in a private hotel somewhere in Bogo City, just kilometers away from Medellin, at the hotel he spent the night. This is where he and Angela's older brother Arnel met, and this is where he plans to leave the car.Arnel insisted that they should take a bus. And he agreed. After all, they were going to a getaway conference. It would be better if he will took off some of his comforts for better experience.When he heard Arnel's voice, he put the cellphone in his pocket, stood up, and slung his backpack into his back. He no longer sent Jewel the text message.A