Another Day Another Hadeh

The newly-appointed leader, Eileen Shaffer, fantasizes herself as a queen. Because of that, she treats me like her personal maid. On her first day at work, Eileen sends me a list consisting of 16 workplace rules. Not only does she request that I prepare warm water that must be proven to be 113 degrees Fahrenheit by a thermometer every day, but she also wants me to prepare three meals per day for her. I'm not allowed to order takeout. Those meals must be cooked and prepared by me so that the food is safe and clean to eat. Finally, shit hits the fan at the Thanksgiving holidays. Eileen has the nerve to call me 18 times at 2:00 am just so I can leave a like on her son's video. Unable to tolerate her antics anymore, I slap her on the spot. "I'm the daughter of this company's CEO, and yet I have to slave away at work every day! Do you seriously think you're an actual queen now?"

"Your punishment. Shall we?," Matteo asked, this time moving towards me. He stepped closer and ripped open my half-buttoned shirt. "If other men can have you," he added quietly, "Why can't I?" I froze. "You—" "You have two choices," Matteo said, undoing his cufflinks and pushing me back toward the bed. “Choose wisely.” "One: take your pants off. Let me see what you used on my brother." "Two: I call Alessandro and have him come watch what I do to you." "You're insane," I snapped. "Does your brother know you're a fucking pervert?" "He doesn't need to," Matteo said, his hand settling on my belt. "He only needs to know you betrayed him." He said as my buckle clicked open. "And now, La mia bambola ( My Doll).” Matteo continued softly, "You're about to learn what consequences really mean." Betrayed by his fiancee two days to their wedding, Alessandro spirals and falls into the hands of a play boy--Luca Mariani. Matteo Rossi, Alessandro's brother looks into Luca and finds a full file of his promiscuous nature, seven men in two months. He warns Luca to flee from his brother but Luca has no intention of doing so. What happens when luca finds out that the so called overprotective brother is the feared head of the Italian mafia. And worst still finds him in bed with another man. Let's find out!!

By our sixth year of marriage, Derrick hadn't touched me in three months. Said he was swamped at work. Always tired. After everything, I still believed him. Then on my birthday, I caught his friend talking in Garmenian—a language Derrick didn't think I understood. "You cut off the side piece yet? You were with her nonstop. Surprised you didn't drop dead. Your wife cool with that?" Derrick let out a smoke ring. "Haven't touched Audrey in months. Sabrina's insane in bed—I'm not over her yet. Sucks she got pregnant. Audrey doesn't want kids, so I gave Sabrina some cash. She'll have the baby overseas." My hands curled into fists. Silent tears streamed down my face. He glanced over, nervous. "What's wrong?" I smiled. "The cake you made is amazing. I'm really touched." It was sweet—but when you understand Garmenian, all you taste is betrayal.

"How can you say that about me, Nathan? I never had a kid!" Aaron Fuller protests. My wife, Jenny Green, stands protectively in front of him. "That's enough! You can't slander Aaron just because you're jealous of him. Just you wait, Nathan. I haven't settled the score with you for calling Aaron this afternoon and insulting him!"

This is a diary of dark, depraved thoughts. Turn the page if you dare. *** *** She’s a secret erotic artist. Behind closed doors, she sketches the same man over and over again—filthy, dangerous, and forbidden. Then she sells the drawings to the black market to pay for her mother’s medical bills and her sister’s college tuition. It should be simple. Except the man in those drawings isn’t a stranger. He’s Dominic—her father’s best friend. Every sinful stroke of her brush chips away at her innocence and poisons her love life. Every relationship she tries to build ends the same way—ruined by a man who doesn’t even know she’s obsessed with him. Until the night everything goes wrong. She wants to stop, wants a fairytale love life, but she owes her anonymous collectors one more portrait. Determined to make one final drawing of her darkest fantasy, she locks herself in her studio… only for Dominic to walk in and see the explicit portraits displayed across her walls. Her secret should destroy her. Instead, Dominic makes her a far more dangerous deal. For 365 days, she’ll work for him as his obedient secretary—and in return, he’ll keep her scandalous secret buried. But the closer she gets to the man she’s spent years drawing in the dark, the harder it becomes to remember one thing: Some fantasies should never come to life.

Loving a man who's been in love with someone is something that Larie can't control. The feelings that she thought won't last longer than it should, even brought her to a more deteriorating passion that led her of turning and coming back from where she came from. With sorrow and pain that consumed her being. Will her whisper from the past be heard? Will her love for him stay still? Or will it fade like how the day fade? Disclaimer: English-Filipino Language

Walang hindi nakakakilala kay Lola Castillon sa bayan nila maliban sa katotohanang siya ang unica hija ni Don Mattias Castillon, ang nagmamay-ari ng Hacienda El Abra. Hindi iilang mga tao ang dumanas ng lupit ng mga kamay niya sa sandaling ginalit siya o inagrabiyado. Ngunit nang makilala niya si Nathaniel Montelibano, isang opisyal ng Philippine Army na nadestino sa bayan nila ay nagbago ang mga layunin niya sa buhay. Si Nathaniel ang tanging lalaking hindi niya napayuko; hindi natinag sa kanyang presensya. Wala itong pakialam kahit anak pa siya ng Presidente ng Pilipinas. Ngunit pursigido siyang bihagin ang puso nito sa anumang paraan. At sa bawat pagtatagpo nila ay itinataboy siya nito palayo ngunit hindi nito alam na lalo lamang siyang ginagahan na lumapit dito. Sisibol ba ang pag-ibig kung sa umpisa pa lang ay wala na itong kahihinatnan?

She lied to herself. She told herself that her heart was on fire because of 'Pumpkin' Santiago's disabled daughter. Yes, she loved the beautiful damsel but she loved her father far more. But he is a notorious mafia lord, how can she be with such a man? At the end of 365 days, Bianca Forbes and her father were freed from Santiago's clutches. But he had stolen her heart. Santiago Castillo, A Russian Mafia lord and werewolf, shut his heart against Bianca because his wolf liked her. Despite his desire to have her, he let her go because he didn't want to be reminded of his roots. Both parted ways until fate brought them together again. Will they choose love this time or will they allow their sentiments to lead them again?

When Jeremy Sterling is framed by his rival, he immediately urges me to run for my life. "Save yourself! Pretend you never met me!" Despite being eight months pregnant, I leap from the moving car. I kneel in the snow for two days straight. Finally, I manage to secure a witness for his trial. The ordeal costs me our baby and leaves me with lasting health issues. The radiant principal dancer I once was becomes a frail shadow, gasping at the slightest breeze and surviving on pills. Later, Jeremy claws his way back to the top. He cradles the belly I fought through 18 rounds of IVF to have and makes a solemn vow. "When the baby's born, we'll name him Ryan Sterling. I'll never forget that you saved me." Tears of joy stream down my face. But shortly after I give birth, I overhear someone questioning him. "Mr. Sterling, this is Regina Gomez's flesh and blood. Is it appropriate to register Ms. Jenson as the baby's legal mother?" Jeremy gazes fondly at Carolina Jenson, who is holding our son, and scoffs. "When I was framed, she didn't even care about her own life. Do you really think she'd care about this baby? Besides, she already lost one baby back then. What's one more?" He shrugs. "At worst, I'll just break up with her. We never got the marriage license anyway." Outside the door, I clutch my aching stomach and turn away. Since we're not bound by a marriage license, this is where it ends for us.

The first time I shared a bed with a man, it was with my best friend. The next morning, he kissed me secretly and promised to take responsibility for me in the future.