Four hours into the morning, Lana woke up and could not go back to sleep. The young lady smiled and then stared at the perfect face beside her that was now sound asleep as he hugged her tightly. His red and thin lips. She never thought she would experience their kiss. But it happened. In fact, it was more than she had dreamed—more than anyone could have imagined she had experienced. Lana's face quickly warmed as she remembered everything that had happened to them last night. How Andrew claimed her. He made her feel the intense longing and happiness that she knew she would never feel with anyone again. “But our worlds are different. And whether I admit it or not, I have to wake up from this beautiful dream, for in the end I will not be hurt,” the young lady whispered, then stared at the handsome face of the man to whom she gave her virginity. That is true. What happened to them, she knew she would never forget. But she also had to admit to herself that what had happened would no
One month later... “Why did I notice that you weren't watching Andrew's new TV series? The story is good, so you should watch it,” said Mama Cecille one Sunday morning while they were eating breakfast. Lana shrugged her shoulders and then started eating. She also could not understand herself. The truth is that her feelings for the young man have not changed, except that they have intensified. And that started when something happened to them. Andrew turned all her fantasies about him into reality. But she also has to admit that she gets hurt whenever she sees Andrew and his perfectly handsome face, even just on TV. Lana secretly laughed at herself for that. She is a smart woman, but when it comes to love, like everyone else, she is a great fool. And that is something that she couldn't explain—how and why she feels like that? She knew for a fact that what happened between them that night was just a simple one-night stand. Something that is surely very common with Andrew and his wa
"What am I going to do, M-Mama?" Lana suppressed her emotion as she uttered those words. "Who is the child's father?" instead, her aunt questioned her. Lana felt resentment, not anger, in her Mama Cecille's voice. And that is the reason why all the tears that the young lady had been holding back have finally come out. "M-Mama, please," she protested, bursting into tears. "Does he already have a family?" Mama Cecille said, staring straight into her eyes. Lana shook her head. “Why don't you tell him the truth if he doesn't have a family? Will you let that child grow up without knowing his own father? Like your heartless mother did to you? ”Now her Mama Cecille is angry. "Who is the child's father? What is his name?" her aunt asked again after a while. Lana's head remained bowed as she continued to cry. "Answer me, Lana!" Cecille's voice was louder, so intense guilt engulfed the young lady's heart even more. "It's Andrew, Mama!" she replied between tears. Her aunt's eyes widene
Three years later... "Come on, get inside, Andrea. Wait for your Uncle Marius here." That was what Mama Cecille told Andrea. Lana's three-year-old daughter. That was when Andrea turned to Lana. “Mo---"—everything that the little girl was about to say was cut off when a familiar sound of an engine car stopped in front of their house. "Uncle Marius!" Andrea's cheerful cry as she enthusiastically runs towards the gate. Mama Cecille voluntarily followed Andrea. Lana was just smiling while watching them. Everything seems like only yesterday. It seems like only yesterday when she was so scared to confess to her aunt that she was pregnant with Andrea. Now, three years have passed quickly, and really, in her heart, she has no regrets about raising Andrea. Her daughter, in fact, was the result of her long-held fantasy with her father, Andrew Scott. Over time, Andrew’s career as an actor has remained good. In fact, he has won awards many times in recognition of his skill and acting prow
"SAY thank you to your Uncle Marius, Andrea," Lana said to Andrea as they ate ice cream at a store inside the mall. "Thank you, Uncle Marius. Promise, I will take care of her," Andrea said, hugging the new Barbie doll that Marius bought. Lana laughed softly at her daughter's tenderness. There is no denying that Andrea bears a strong resemblance to her father's sister, Samantha. But no one needs to know about that anymore. Her daughter didn't need it anymore. Because, over a long period of time, she did not regret that she kept the child from Andrew. And by doing so, she was able to keep Andrea away from a lot of bad things that could have happened if she had sought support from Andrew back then. So if all of that were to happen again, she would not hesitate to take the same step and decision that she made three years ago. A beautiful smile tore from Marius's lips. "Anytime, sweetheart. Anything for you," he said, pinching Andrea's cheek. Aside from Mama Cecille, Marius is the
"Oh god, you're so wild! It's wonderful, Andrew. Don't stop!" Rhyza's seemingly insane scream as he claimed her forcefully. “Fuck baby, you're the best! Shit! You’re so fucking shit!” she continued, accompanied by his rapid plunge into her slit. Andrew didn't speak; instead, he took one of Rhyza's legs and lifted it. He then proceeded to claim her in a sideways manner. "Say my name; I want you to say it!" he ordered, then suddenly entered his girlfriend's femininity again. Rhyza responded with a scream. Then it was followed by an accented moan that further heated up the intense desire he was feeling. “Ohhh, yes, you are so fucking good; please do it to me harder! Please, harder!” Rhyza said as if she were not satisfied with what he was doing, so the young man felt even more challenged. That was when Andrew changed their position. Kneeling in the middle of the huge bed, the young man went down. And then he grabbed Rhyza's legs and pulled her closer to him. Without a word, Andrew l
"What are you doing here?" recovering from the shock, Lana tried to formalize the tone of her voice, and the young lady succeeded. The young man's thick eyebrows rose at the same time as the re-emergence of a seemingly venomous smile gave her a strange quiver. Quiver that for a long time she had not felt to any man who had attempted to approach her. "Let's not fool each other. I know you know the reason why I'm here, and you also know to yourself that you have a lot of explanations to do with me.” Andrew's words were emphatic. While his eyes had a strange feeling as he stared at her,. Lana quickly avoided the young man's scorching stare at her. "I don't know what you are talking about," she said, looking back at the paper she was reading. Regardless of the rapid throbbing in her chest,. "I have a lot to finish, and I don't have time for things that are not related to my work," she said without looking at the young man who remained standing in front of her working table. “Really?
As Lana said, she filed for half a day that same day. Andrew waited for her despite her pushing him away and saying that they would just meet the man somewhere. "You don't stop until you get what you want? As long as you don't win," she said emphatically and annoyed as they were already in the parking lot of the tall building where she works. Andrew laughed softly. "Is it bad to invite you to come with me since I have a car?" Andrew followed what he said with a weak laugh. Lana did not speak so Andrew continued speaking. "Why did you take a taxi this morning? I saw your car in the garage of your house," he asked. Lana was shocked by what she heard. "You know where I live?" she asked in a tone of disbelief. Andrew shrugged. "I followed you yesterday when I saw you at the mall with your boyfriend and our daughter." Lana noticed the sarcasm in Andrew's tone when he mentioned the word boyfriend. "Marius is not my boyfriend!" she replied, annoyed. Andrew's thick eyebrows rose as a me