Todos los capítulos de Travis Villaflor (The Possessive Husbands Club Series 1): Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

The applause was deafening.It rolled across the enormous party hall like a wave, bouncing off crystal chandeliers and polished marble, filling every corner of Black Village with celebration. Laughter, cheers, whistles. All of it merging into one overwhelming sound.And at the center of it all…Travis.Even from across the room, he looked untouchable. Effortlessly commanding attention the way only Travis Villaflor could. The lights seemed to cling to him, outlining every sharp angle of his face, every arrogant line of his posture.“Woooh! You got this, brother!!”Voices erupted again. But the loudest cheer, unmistakably, came from Lance. Of course it did. I tried to smile. M****a! Even tried to breathe. Tried to pretend that my chest wasn’t splitting open with every clap, every laugh, every affectionate word thrown his way.But my vision blurred as my throat tightened. And before I could stop it…The tears fell. Hot and relentless.I lowered my head slightly, hoping no one would notice

Home.The word did not arrive gently. It struck me. Sharp, sudden, almost violent, the moment the Montemayor Mansion rose into view beyond the iron gates. My breath stalled, fingers tightening instinctively around the handle of my luggage as though grounding myself against the surge of emotion threatening to overwhelm me.There it stood.Majestic.Untouched by time.White stone glowing beneath the morning sun, its surface polished to quiet perfection. The towering gates gleamed with dignified authority, while the gardens stretched outward like a meticulously painted masterpiece, every hedge sculpted, every flower curated, every pathway whispering familiarity.Nothing had changed. And yet…Everything had.Including me.For a suspended moment, I simply stood there beside the car, unable to move, unable to look away. The air felt heavier here, saturated with memory. This place carried my childhood laughter, my tears, my reckless joys, my youth.This was not merely a house. This was my be

Everyone applauded after Raine sang the song. They were all amazed by the beauty and quality of his voice. It was angelic, even I was mesmerized. Raine stepped down from the stage. As soon as he got down, my damn friends immediately praised him. Fuck! Why does he look beautiful? Shit Travis! Get a grip, you have a fucking girlfriend."Raine, why don't you sit beside Travis?" Harumi suddenly said with a sly grin just as Raine was about to sit down, making us both turn toward him. Fuck this Japanese man. He’s going to get me into trouble."Why would he sit beside MY boyfriend? He can sit with his brother," Cathyrine, my girlfriend, cut in.I sighed at her high-pitched voice. Fuck! Why does it irritate me when she’s all possessive of me? I don’t know what kind of demon possessed me when I answered her. "Cathyrine, it's alright. He can sit beside me if that's what they want."I glared at my asshole friends who were laughing at the side. When Raine sat next to me, I stiffened. Fuck! Fuck!

But the night was still young, and I could see in his eyes that his hunger for me was far from sated. He pulled out, his cock still rock hard and glistening with our combined fluids. I was a mess on the bed, panting, my body trembling, my hole gaping and slick with his cum. I felt utterly destroyed, and from the look on his face, it was the most beautiful fucking thing he had ever seen."Get up," he ordered, his voice rough with lust. He helped me to my feet, my legs unsteady, and led me to the full-length mirror that stood against the wall. He stood behind me, forcing me to look at our reflection."Look at you," he whispered in my ear, his hands roaming over my chest, pinching my nipples. "Look how fucking gorgeous you are when you're ruined by me."I could only whimper in response, my head falling back against his shoulder. He made me face the mirror, my hands pressed flat against the cool glass. Then, he lifted one of my legs, propping my foot up on the small dresser beside us. This

Watching Raine wake up was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. He looked wrecked, exhausted and unbelievably gorgeous. His hair was messy, his lips swollen from last night, his body still marked by me. God. I could stare at him forever. Then he opened his eyes. The moment he saw me, his eyes widened in surprise. He shot upright, clutching the blanket like it could protect him from me. “What the heck are you doing here!?” he shouted.I couldn’t help it. I grinned. He looked so damn adorable when he was angry. I stood up and started walking toward him. That’s when he noticed I was half-naked. The panic on his face made my grin even wider. “Don’t you dare come any closer! Travis! Don’t!” he warned. Too late. I was already close enough to touch him.“Baby, why the cussing?” I teased. “It’s too early for that.”“What the hell, Travis! Are you high or someth—” I pressed my finger against his lips.“Shh, baby,” I murmured. His breath caught.“One more curse and I’ll kiss you senseless u