It was late at night, and Andrea was fast asleep in her room when Lana heard three consecutive knocks on the door.
Being busy in front of her laptop, her eyebrows furrowed, and she glanced at the wall clock hanging on top of the refrigerator.
"Who is this? It's past nine o'clock, and who would even think to come by at this hour?" she whispered before standing up.
Lana first peeked through the peephole of the door to see who it was. After a while, her chest immediately trembled when she saw Andrew standing outside.
It took a long time for Lana to react. So she was even surprised when Andrew knocked again, but this time, it was more persistent and seemed like he couldn't wait.
"What do you need, and why are you here? It's late," she asked formally after opening the door for the young man. "Andrea is already asleep, so if you can leave and come back tomorrow?" she shooed the man away.
But Andrew ignored her and instead lifted the corner of his mouth before speaking. "Can I come in?" he replied, bringing his face even closer to hers.
Lana quickly felt a wonderful shiver when the smell of alcohol on Andrew's breath crossed her face. That's what she noticed, explaining why she didn't seem to be herself when she nodded.
"Would you like some coffee?" she asked after closing the door, with Andrew already inside the house.
Andrew's faint laugh did not escape her hearing. "Sounds like a real wife," he said, then started to step closer to where she was standing.
Automatically feeling alarmed, Lana decided to take action and went to the kitchen to make coffee for the young man.
Unaware that Andrew had followed her, she accidentally dropped the teaspoon she was holding, making a noise on the tiled floor when he spoke behind her.
"Are you okay, Lana?" amusement was in Andrew's tone when she looked at him standing just a step away from her.
Lana nodded one after another and then turned her back on the young man again to continue making his coffee. But her chest tightened even more when she felt Andrew's both hands on her waist.
"Lana," Andrew whispered in her ear, causing her to sigh violently.
"Andrea might wake up," she said, trying to free herself from the young man's grip, and she succeeded.
She walked away from Andrew, bringing his coffee cup into the living room, then laid it on the center table. "Drink this and then leave," she calmly shooed the man away.
Andrew just stared at her, then, as if nothing, he wet his red lips. Later, the young man stepped closer to her again. So she was immediately pushed back to the slightly open door of her room.
"I don't like that," he said, referring to the coffee he had mixed, and then continued to take steps closer to her.
Lana swallowed, and since her room was behind her, she had nowhere else to go but in there. "W-What do you want?" she asked nervously.
The corner of Andrew's lip lifted once again, and then she was finally grabbed by both shoulders and gently pushed into the room. His quick actions were able to push the door shut and then press the knob lock.
"Isn't it obvious to you that I want you?" Andrew pulled her arm, so she ended up hugging him.
She struggled to free herself, but because the man was stronger than her, she didn't do anything when he pushed her against the wall and then bent down and kissed her hard on the lips.
It was as if Lana's whole being was paralyzed once again as she tasted the lips that for how many times made her lose her sanity. The lips she had dreamed of since she became a fangirl. Since she became his fan. And these were the same reasons why Andrea came into her life.
She knew it wasn't the first time Andrew had kissed her. In fact, the man had done more than that to her. But Lana could not understand why she was so weak at that very moment.
Was it because he himself admitted to her that he liked her?
She wasn’t sure, nor did she understand everything.
Andrew kissed her long and hard. She could not handle the man, no matter how hard she struggled. Especially when he held her hands even more and raised them above her head.
Andrew became even more aggressive at that moment.
Lana let out a violent sigh as Andrew pressed his body hard against hers while continuing to kiss her. Until she felt his hand on her buttocks, then the next thing she knew is that she was lifted by him.
Lana's eyes widened as she felt the hard object bulge in the front of Andrew's pants.
"I want you so bad, Lana," Andrew whispered as he released her lips for a moment, then claimed them again afterward.
At that moment, all of Lana's restraint finally gave up.
Maybe that was also due to the fact that she too was always excited and looking forward to something like this.
So no matter how hard she tried to get out of the young man's arms before, she was the one who wrapped her arms tightly around his neck now.
She responded with warm kisses on his lips, as if Andrew had no plans to let go of her.
Soon, she started to moan when she felt Andrew's gentle bite on her lower lip.
What the young man did brought Lana back to her sanity. She was even able to slap Andrew, which shocked him so much that she managed to get away from the man's seemingly iron arms.
"P-Please leave. I don't know what you want to happen, but it's better if you will leave now," she said as her voice broke.
The man just stared at her. "I know you like me too, Lana," he replied to what she said.
Lana's mind was very confused. Maybe that’s why her emotions changed so quickly. And that’s also the reason why she gave up so easily and became vulnerable to Andrew’s simple kisses and hugs.
She shook her head then wiped away the tears. "It doesn't matter if I like you or not, Andrew. All I want now is for you to leave. I don't want Andrea to see you here at this time and night," she replied.
Andrew's jaw tightened at what she had said. "You can't take Andrea away from me," he said emphatically.
"I'm not going to take her away from you. But for your information, I just want to remind you that we have lived without you! I brought her out of this world without you! We can handle and we will be fine even just the two of us!" she said in a low but firm tone.
"It all happened because you hid her from me!" Andrew's strong response was also in a low tone.
"Because that's the right thing to do!" she replied.
Andrew laughed softly. "I'll be back," he said as he left the room.
When she heard the sound of the car leaving, Lana finally let out her tears. Many questions filled her mind, and her concern extended beyond herself to Andrea.
“I don't like that baby Cecille! She is a plague! She is a plague in my life! Don't bring her near me!” Alice's hysterical cry to her older sister Cecille echoed through the room. Cecille's eyes warmed even as the intense anger she felt for her younger sister consumed her. “And what is your daughter's fault in all this? It’s not her fault that the man who got you pregnant ran away!” Cecille retorted, her voice carrying a furious tone directed at her youngest sister. A week had passed since Alice gave birth, yet she hadn't touched the baby. And that hurt Cecille deeply. But she couldn't force Alice to accept her own child; her sister's rebellious nature was a barrier. "I don't care! If it weren't for her, I would be in Japan today, already making a lot of money. I could have bought what I wanted! Unlike now, I don't have any money in my purse! I even have a problem with her diaper and milk!” Alice replied without changing her tone. Cecille let out a heavy sigh and then bowed to t
Three Years Later… "Where are you going again?" Mama Cecille asked as she helped pack the clothes for the company outing. “In Palawan, Mama. Don't worry, I'll buy you a beautiful set of pearl earrings and a necklace,” she promised with a smile. Her aunt rolled her eyes but smiled. "Just come home safe and sound; I will be happier with that," she replied. Lana laughed softly then stood up and hugged the woman who raised her as if she was her own daughter. "Thank you, Mama, I love you so much," she said, kissing Cecille on the forehead afterward. “Three days, after that the next day would be your birthday. When you come back here, I will cook you your favorite Kare-Kare,” she said, patting her arm. It was then that Lana let go of Cecille from her tight embrace. "Imagine, I'm already twenty-four; how time flies," Lana commented then followed her words with a light chuckle. Cecille stared at her and spoke. "The only thing that is missing in your life is color, sweetheart," she said
Before noon, they reached Palawan. They stayed at a beautiful first-class resort where modern cottages immediately grabbed Lana’s attention. "Nice!" Lana heard Rodora exclaim. Rodora, a regional manager like Lana, was a close colleague, only slightly older at twenty-eight. “I might meet my Prince Charming here. Can I just stay and live here?” Rodora said, followed by a loud laugh. Lana chuckled softly at Rodora's comment. ***** Lana laid herself down on the soft bed inside the small cottage assigned to her. Every regional manager had their own cottage for privacy, a great privilege of their company. Later, Lana got up and pushed open the sliding glass door to the veranda. The view was beautiful. A few meters away was a more elegant and bigger cottage with a white Land Cruiser parked in front. "Whoever is there is very rich," she said, smiling. Lana stood there for a while, quietly observing the beautiful surroundings. The light, fresh air caressed her skin, blowing her wais
The same night after their team-building seminar, they ate dinner at the resort's restaurant. "Oh Lana, why are you so quiet?" Rodora asks when she notices her silence. "Since lunch, you've been like that. Why, don't you like your cottage?” she said in a teasing tone. Lana shook her head, then handed over the glass of orange juice and drank. “N-No Rodge, I'm just tired. I haven't slept yet,” she reasoned. Rodora nodded and then finished the food on her plate. “I'm going back to my cottage. I'm going to rest. You wanna come with? ” she asked her afterward. Lana thought for a moment and then forced a smile before she consecutively shook her head. "I'm fine, just go ahead," she said. Outside the restaurant, she parted ways with Rodora along with their other co-workers. Lana smiled, just waving them goodbye, then started walking around. She couldn't understand the nervousness she had been feeling since she found out that Andrew's cottage was next to hers. The young lady laughed sof
Past five o'clock the next day, Lana woke up to a noise coming from her veranda. Sounds of cutlery and plates filled the air, and after a while, the fragrant aroma of brewed coffee finally made her get up from bed. "W-What the ---?" Lana was stunned to see a delicious breakfast prepared for two people on the veranda.** "Good morning," Andrew said as he sat down, obviously waiting for her. "Let's eat," he said, standing up and leaning over to approach her. "W-What are you doing?" she asked then spontaneously complied with what the man wanted to happen. The young man's thick eyebrows rose. "Why, don't you want this?" Lana was stunned and then quietly watched what the young man was doing. From the way he poured coffee into her cup to putting syrup and butter on her pancakes. "Thank you," she said shyly, smiling at Andrew afterward. "You know what, I've only just seen eyes like yours," he said, staring into her eyes. Lana laughed softly there and then started eating. “Really? That do
That evening, the same day, Lana's workmates invited her to go to a bar. At first, she didn't want to go. Whether she admits it or not, all day long she has been thinking about what Andrew said earlier that they will meet again. And even if she didn't speak, she couldn't deny to herself that she was looking forward to the next things that might happen between her and the young man. At the thought, Lana's face quickly blushed. “The next day we will be returning to Manila. Don't be a killjoy, you are the youngest in our group but you are the most 'aunty' when it comes to behavior,” Rodora preached to her as they left the conference hall. Lana sighed. "I'm just tired, Rodge," she reasoned yet somehow it was true. “Of course, we'll just be there for a while. We can't stay long because the meeting is early tomorrow,” said Lerma, who holds Region Five. That was when Lana sighed again. "O-Okay, it's like I still have a choice," she said laughing. Lana just made dressing up easy. She w
LANA felt at her feet the red dress that Andrew had dropped; thereafter, he unzipped it. "I was right about your body," he said, gazing all over her almost naked figure. "You are a goddess," he said, touching her waist afterward. "Tell me, sweetheart, is this your first time?" Andrew whispered, bringing his face even closer to hers. Lana let out a violent gasp as Andrew's hands began to move across her. "Mmmmm, y-yes," she moaned again when she felt the young man remove the hook of her bra. "I'll be gentle, I promise," the young man said, putting his hands inside her lacy pants, which were the only covering left of her body. "Oh god, Andrew!" Lana exclaimed when she felt the young man's finger that now seemed to be teasingly touching the clitoris of her womanhood. "Do you want this? Is it wonderful?" The young man speaks in a tone that only she can hear, even though they are the only ones there. "Tell me, don't be shy," he continued seductively. Lana's whole body trembled so much
LANA is no longer in her sanity, while Andrew seems to be recklessly flirting with her femininity using his own mouth and tongue. She is aware that someone like the young man is certainly good in this aspect. But the feeling that she is the one that Andrew is making happy is something that she still can't believe. "Nice, you're so nice, mmnnn," she growled, then pulled Andrew's hair. The young man did not speak. Instead, he inserted his finger back in her entrance again and then started to move it in and out. At the same time, he again caressed her femininity with his mouth. “Oh god, you're great! You are so great! "Lana said that she even danced her own hip unknowingly, even though there was no music. “Oh, I can’t take it anymore, Lana.” When Andrew lifted his face, that was when their eyes met. Lana saw the flame of intense desire in his eyes. That's why her longing to be finally claimed by Andrew also intensified. "Get inside me, deeper, nicer," she said, pulling Andrew's nec