Lahat ng Kabanata ng One Night Mistake: My Brother-in-Law, My Lover: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

The first image that caught my eye when I opened the envelope was the photo of Charlie holding a gorgeous baby boy which I believed was the kid Allen once mentioned. If I'm not mistaken, this tiny creature must be three or five years old. He is too cute and adorable judging by the look on his face, wanting me to pinch those round chicks. I am not a father yet, or I will never be one, but I can see in Charlie's eyes the excitement and happiness while holding the kid, who looks exactly the same as him. He must be a proud daddy. People, especially men or fathers, often claim that the happiest day in their lives is when they get their first hold of their babies. Those charming almond-shaped blue eyes. Their kissable pinkish lips. The ear-to-ear smile. All of these qualities were so much alike. But why is he doing all these nonsense things? He already had a family to take care of. He could have focused his undivided attention on raising his kid instead of roa

The next morning, Charlie and I were taken aback as we found ourselves dangling on a trapeze high in the sky.We start freaking out.We were so high I couldn’t even see the surface of the ground beneath us.I have no idea how we got there, but a part of me thinks this might be just a dream, just because of how odd the situation is.“Hold my hand, Dom. Don’t ever let me go, do you understand?” Charlie begs, his voice hoarse, and is laced with concern.“What’s going on, Charlie?” I ask as I let go of my grip on the chain and hold his hand. “I don’t understand.”“Just hold still, and everything will be fine,” Charlie said. “This isn’t just a dream. We brought this curse upon ourselves. Because you fell in love with me.”“What?” I frowned.“Dom, I love you. Always will be. We can end this curse. Just hold my hand, and we’ll get there in time.”Everything doesn’t make sense to me. I mean, I can’t even see where the chain we are holding ends.This has to be a dream. This also means I should

Nevertheless, that doesn’t mean I must work things out on the sidelines. I must not wait for Charlie to do something to clean up my name and take me out of the mess he has made. He might take his damn whole life to do that, especially when I have no idea what he's capable of, unlike me, who had people around, ready to catch bullets for me.This mess involves one of the powerful people in the city. The Jones may be one of the wealthiest families in the city, but having one of the highest positions in the government is another story.Alice Baltar, the unbeatable city mayor, is well-known for being an honest, responsible, and kind-hearted woman, which is why and how she stood out through countless bloody elections.Her good deeds were loved and praised by millions of people like a saint, including my dad and his minions. I might stand no chance of surviving if this case is brought to court.But I also had a plan apart from Charlie's. Mine does not involve him because I'm afraid he might

Slave, my foot! I hate to admit this one fact, but I conceded without question. Charlie has already made me his slave these days without even knowing it. I never won against him, no matter how hard I tried. That's another reason I agreed to be his secret boyfriend; to switch sides. For me to be on top while him to be at the bottom. Time will come; I am certain of that; he will become my slave for the rest of his life. And it appears to be the best thing I've ever done in my whole life. I expected him to come to the office to see me, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon. "Sure thing. My wife knows best." I agreed, not because Clarisse asked me to, but because I no longer needed to find an excuse to have a date with him. It's a huge opportunity for both of us. Having a meal together is one on the list from the agreements we made to make this secret relationship work. "But I'm afraid I can't have a meal with you today, Charlie," I added. "I have to finish all

"Boss, is this really you? I thought you'd lost your phone. How come this call is happening right now? Does that mean you lied to the chairman?" It's a good thing I put the phone a few inches away from my ear as I already expected he would throw me countless questions. Despite that, I can still hear his loud and sharp voice. Gladly, I was in the mood at the moment, so yelling at him, I guess, would be unnecessary. Instead, I responded naturally, "Don't ask me the details, Mr. Allen. All I can tell you is that an arrogant bastard returned it to me." Holding this piece of evidence Charlie provided me, I was starting to imagine how peaceful my life could be. I am sitting in my CEO chair, just chilling, reviewing, and signing documents. Going home late because I was drunk and spending time alone. No father or wife who keeps nagging me. Waking up in the morning with nothing in mind apart from thinking about what is to be served in the dining area. Those wonderful b