Bethy Hillstorm* I close my eyes in sheer frustration while trying not to cry. I clutch my belly as the severe contractions simultaneously rip through my uterus. Damn it! I just woke up this morning with severe cramps and I couldn't even get up from my bed. I glance at the small clock on my bedside table and it reads 6:50. So I've been turning and writhing on my bed for at least 30 minutes. I face down and scream furiously on my pillow. I should have gone and bought some pain relievers yesterday when the pain subsided. For now, I can only rely on Emilio to come on time. Emilio stayed with me until ten in the evening and left after stubbornly getting my own keys from me saying he would come by again today. At first, I refused to give it to him in defense that he's over reacting but he insisted and so I had no choice. At that moment, I hear the faint opening of my front door. A flicker of hope lights up in me, that should be Emilio then. I turn on my side facing my bedroom door whil

I sigh relentlessly and stare at the ceiling as I lay on my bed. The blaring music from my speaker is filling my bedroom with a lonesome vibe. The setting sun outside is sketching streaks of orange colors across the sky as seen from my small window. The world is so beautiful but my mind right now is in a troubling state. So many thoughts are running loose around my mind as I think over what I should do. After so many minutes of hesitation, I sent a text message last night refusing Liam's offer for a dinner. Instead, I had dinner with Emilio and we watched a movie again. Even though my mind was baffled and I was dying to ask him about Mi amor, I controlled myself and kept silent about it. Emilio was so caring last night as he did the past days with my ongoing period. Thank God, my period is on its way to being over so the cramping has stopped along with the occasional aching of my muscle and joints. But my worries doesn't stop there. There's Liam's text again this morning asking me

Bethy Hillstorm*"Bethy," a soft voice reaches my ears and a gentle nudge wakes me up. I groan and pull the blanket over my face. I hear Emilio’s light chuckles. He pulls the duvet from my face and bends down to kiss my forehead.My eyes fly open at his gesture."Morning, beautiful." Emilio smiles down at me and he looks freshly showered. He's sitting beside me on the bed and as he stares down at me, I can smell his sweet fresh scent and shampoo.I look around me and recognize his bedroom. I don't even remember how we got here last night.All I can recall is how we ended up having sex at his living room while under the intoxication of wine.I cover my face with my hands in embarrassment. I probably look hideous with my rough messy hair and oily face."Bethy, take a shower and come out. Breakfast will be ready." Emilio says before he gets up from the bed and heads out. "And oh, I have some new clothes for you." He points to the freshly piled clothes at the foot of the bed before he clo

Bethy Hillstorm*I carefully turn the knob and take a peek inside.His room is dark except for the faint illumination from his bedside lamp. Without hesitation, I knock gently on his door and I hear him groan as he move on his bed.I step closer to look at him and he's lying down on his bed with a frown in his handsome face. He's wearing his white shirt from work and beads of sweat could be seen around his face and neck. Even with the blanket around him, I could sense him shivering."Emilio." I bend down and whisper. He slowly opens his eyes but his shivering doesn't stop."Be-thy?" he weakly states. "What are you doing here?" he tries to sit up and I support him as he leans on his headboard."Did you take any medicine?" I ask him instead. I glance at his bedside table and there's a glass of water and a pack of medicine.Emilio nods and pulls the blanket around him. I touch his forehead with my palm and he's burning. "Wait here." I hastily get up and head to his bathroom. I found a s

I sigh again for the twentieth time and grab my hair in frustration. This over thinking is making me insane.When Emilio finished his call, he bade goodbye saying he has to get back to his office. Now, I'm left with a maddening thought. I just realized how deep in trouble I am.I can't fall in love with him.I just can't. I shouldn't in the first place.This is all so wrong. Our deal clearly states our boundaries and when I accepted his offer, I never knew that I would fall for him. I don't know how it all started but when I think about it, I think I got attached to him the moment I first gave myself. I remember having read somewhere that women tend to get attached emotionally to the man after they have sex. On the other hand, men are not likely to get their emotions involved especially when they get to sleep with any women they like.Is that the case for Emilio? What if it is?He has offered me the deal to satisfy his lustful needs and when the three-month-agreement period is over, h