Semua Bab Kiss me, Ruin me, Keep me “Protect me”: Bab 11 - Bab 16

The first thing I felt was pain.Masakit ang ulo ko. Mabigat. Parang binagsakan ng semento. I groaned as I dragged myself up from the bed, hands covering my face. The lights from the windows stabbed my eyes.“Damn…” I whispered.I drank too much last night. And the last thing I remember—Her lips.Alexandra’s lips.Soft… warm… and the sound she made when I kissed her—that small gasp, almost a moan, almost my damn name.The memory hit me so hard my chest tightened.I sat up straight, heartbeat picking up speed.“Alex.”My voice cracked.She was beside me last night. I remember her hands, her warmth, her breath shaking when I pulled her closer—I scanned the bed.Empty.I stood up quickly, ignoring the dizziness, and searched the room. The bathroom—empty. The living area—empty. The balcony—nothing. I even checked the guest room.Wala. As in wala.I felt something sharp twist inside my chest.Fear?Annoyance?Puta. I hated not knowing.“She wouldn’t just leave without saying a damn word

The morning after last night, Damian and I didn’t exchange a single word that carried the weight of what happened. It was awkward, thick with tension. Every glance from him felt loaded, but neither of us dared to cross the line. I kept busy with my team, ignoring the electricity in the air, pretending that our near intimacy didn’t linger between us.Minutes after the team meeting ended, Rafi caught up to me outside the conference room. His expression was serious, the kind that immediately made me brace myself.“Alex… we need to talk,” he said, lowering his voice as we walked down the hallway.I froze for a second, a hint of panic rising in my chest. My mind immediately jumped to Damian. “About what?” I asked cautiously.“You know what I mean. Yesterday… you and him. I need to make sure you’re… focused—no, i need to make sure everything is still align on your plans.” Rafi said, locking eyes with me. His tone was firm, but I could sense the worry behind it.I blinked, momentarily speech

The phone vibrated once.Alex didn’t notice it at first.She was leaning beside sleeping Damian, watching and admiring the innocent sleeping man who own her heart from the very first time, counting her breaths the way she always did when things felt too quiet. The night after the gala still clung to her skin—heavy, restless, unfinished.Then the vibration came again. She glanced. Unknown number.She almost ignored it. Almost but then.The moment she read the message, the air left her lungs.Your twins aren’t safe.No emojis.No explanation.No threat spelled out.Just truth sharpened into a weapon.Alex’s fingers curled tightly around the phone. Her chest felt like it was caving in, heartbeat pounding so loud she was sure Damian would hear it from across the room.No. No. No.She locked the screen, jaw tightening as she forced herself to stand still. Panic was a luxury she couldn’t afford. Fear had rules. And she knew them well.She turned slowly, "Come on, they're okay, they're okay"