Bury Or Burry

"That demon took my dignity, and he will never be able to get it back even if the payment is death." —Amelia. A mistaken prostitute. A billionaire who raped her. And a story of chase. Daughter of a famous company owner, Amelia Raine Salvador. Pagka tapos pumanaw ng kaniyang ina ay muling nag asawa ang kaniyang ama, dahilan para magalit siya ng tuluyan sa mundo dahil ang ugali ng bagong asawa ng kaniyang ama ay malayong malayo sa ugali ng kaniyang pumanaw na ina. Despite being famous for being a womanizer and cold hearted, Chase Santiago still gets everything he wants with his money and power. One day, Amelia lost her way so she came to Chase house to ask for help. He mistaken her as a prostitute and raped her because he was drugged by his enemies. Nalaman ni Amelia na siya ay nag dadalang tao kaya nag madali siyang pumunta ng ibang bansa. When she returned with her twins, Amelia did not expect that she and Chase would meet again, and in their second meeting, Chase still thought she was a prostitute. Nalaman ni Chase ang tungkol sa twins, naging malapit siya sa mga ito ngunit binalaan siya ni Amelia na lumayo siya sa kanilang buhay. But one day, Amelia's ex-fiancé arrives, asking her to come back to his life. There are still many questions in Amelia's mind, was her decision to return right? Or how can she ignore that she is starting to like Chase? Will she confess her feelings or will she just bury it in oblivion because just like the moment her mother left her, she was destined to be alone forever.

I never believed in second chances. Not after Cynthia. She was my confidant… until death tore her from me and left this mansion echoing with ghosts. Inilibing ko na rin ang puso ko kasabay ng pakamatay ni Cynthia . She was my wife. My peace. My mistake. Then her daughter moved in. Liza. The forbidden reminder of everything I shouldn’t want—young, alive, reckless in ways her mother never was. She looks at me like she sees through the monster I’ve become. Sa tuwing ngingiti siya,  the ache in my chest returns—violent, dangerous, hungry. Every brush of her skin ignites something I can’t bury anymore. I tell myself it’s guilt. I tell myself I’m just protecting her. Pero ang totoo? I want her. Hindi bilang stepdaughter. Not as Cynthia’s child. I want her as mine—completely, ruinously, irredeemably mine. They’ll call me a sinner. A man who crossed the line. Ngunit sa tuwing tinitingnan ako ni Liza, trembling, wanting... I knew I’d already crossed it. I tell myself I’m protecting her, but each night, the lie weakens. Because when she looks at me, it isn’t fear I see—it’s want. And God help me... I want her too. This isn’t love. It’s a beautiful disaster. And I’d burn the world just to feel her breathe my name again.