Playlist ~ Ryan T ft Aaliyah T - Father's Love
Fernando's POVWe kiss for couple of minutes and my hands reached for her boobs and squeeze it a little bit hard erupting moan from her. "Hey, take it…slowly my darling" she said between kisses.
"Nah, you ignited these fireworks in me so you've got to end it in a good way" I replied and pushed her lightly to one of the doors. "Do you know how badly I've been eyeing this red mini gown you're wearing? It's fucking so seductive. It's your plan to seduce me with your sexiness isn't it?"
I hope is the right door to the room I've prepared for us that she's resting on because I can't go any further. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her to my chest and my gaze fell on her barely gorgeous exposed chest. I kissed all over and sucked on it greedily.
My left hand fondles for the doorknob and I wiggle it open, while my lips never left her chest.
Fernando's Pov As I sat at my private bar with my bestfriend Antonio, suddenly I zone out of our conversation and flashback of that fateful night resurface in my head. I'll never forget June 13th 2008, that's the worst day of my life. Even though thirteen years has passed the incident happened, it just keeps getting fresher in my head. Sometimes is hard to forget your past. I wish I had the power, I would have completely erased that day out of my head, but I don't have the power. Getting raped on my 15th birthday is the worst birthday gift I've ever received all my life. "C'mon Fernando, we're not asking you to kill someone, just for you to have fun" the voice of Miguel one of my friends in highschool echoes in my head said as we were playing basketball on that fateful day. "Fernando is a puppet, he's too chicken out" Alverez another of my friend deadpans. The echoes of their voices dragged me down to memory
Fernando's POV Cont'd "Fernando Perez!" Antonio yelled to my ears and hits his fist on the table and I jar out of my deep thoughts and glance at him with a frown. "What? You don't have to scream like that" I said and took a sip of my whiskey. "That was the only way I had to bring you back to our conversation, man. You were lost in thought while I was here talking to myself all along. Where the hell was your mind?" "Uhmm, nothing...i mean I was just...just thinking of my business. You know owning a big hotel and having a mining industry isn't a child's play, sometimes you need think we'll you know" I lied. Of course I had to lie because I don't want to bring up my past or let me say our past because Antonio was also badly affected that night of the incident. Those son of bitches lay him on the frontage of his house like some stray dog! "Oh, I thought is something b
Fernando's POV Cont'd Getting to my home of luxury, I took off my clothes and got into my Jacuzzi to have a warm bath. I put on a slow music and soaked myself in the foamy water and relaxed my body in it while my head was up high and eyes shut closed and my mind wanders far away. Is it really necessary for one to have a love life? Why can't my best friend just get over the idea of seeing me married? My mom is also pestering me of wanting to have a daughter in-law and nuturing my child. Should I also make mention of many of my business partners that always wants me to appear in their gathering with a woman beside me? Why has society made the world to seem as if without this things you're living an incomplete life? Fuck them all! The next morning, the first person that visited me in my office was my best friend. Apart from owning a hotel I also owned a mining industry which fits perfectly well with m
Playlist~ Tu Dolor - Luciano Pereyra Fernando's POV Cont'd My meeting with my investors went successfully well, after the day's work, I refused to take the advice of my friend of partying or doing anything that would make me stay out. Rather I went home to have some rest against the next day. Twice in a week I get to work and direct the miners on what to do, tomorrow is one of those days I get to do that, so enough rest is needed in order to be energized to do so. After having my bath and had dinner, I relaxed on my comfy couch in my living room with my iPad pro in hand. I search through my P*F files to pick one of the inspirational books I'd downloaded few days ago. Then my mind wanders off to Antonio words: "Is not really the matter of being a softy dumbass. I just find the story similar to what happened to you. I'm dead serious! You've got to read this book, perhaps after reading you can t
Fernando's POV Few Days Later Hanging out with my buddy Antonio has become part of me that I've find it difficult to hangout alone when he's not around. Not that I don't have male friends but I trust Antonio more than anyone else, I just don't want history to repeat itself again. Speaking of Antonio he's meant to be back yesterday but I doubt if he was back because if he was he would have giving me a call. So instead of going out alone I decided to stay indoors and chill with myself. My stomach was grumbling badly because I haven't fed it anything since today, I woke up late because I'd stayed the whole night working out some paperwork. I'm planning on opening another branch of my hotel in the city of Valencia in Spain where my mom lives. I stood up and went to the dinning room to see what my male chef had prepared down for me. Different kind of delicacies was covered on the dining table like
Fernando's POV After getting back my iPad pro, I stayed up all evening in my room reading 'Shattered Hearts', the more chapter I read the more tensed and suspense kept paving it way to my mind. When I glanced at my table clock, my eyes widened at the time, it was past 2am and I was still awake reading a book. How did I stayed up all night reading a particular book? 'you already know the answer to that question Fernando' my inner voice in my head answered for me. Yeah my subconscious is actually right, I'm still reading this book because it has everything to do with my past. Can such a story be a coincidence? Why do I feel like there's a connection with me and this writer? Does she have anything to do with my past? Antonio is right afterall, I see why he insisted I read this book, perhaps it's the answer to my past. I think we need to find this author and ask her all this questions that is leaving me restless right now. M
A/n: Here's our female protagonist, her name is Micaela Alvarado. Playlist ~ Alan Walker ft Sabrina - On my way Micaela's POV As I sat in front of the bar counter in a club that my friends took me to celebrate my wins, I couldn't help but marveled at how far I've come. I mean c'mon, is one thing to have a dream, but is another thing to live in the dream and I'm so happy that I am living in mine now. A few hours ago of me checking my A****n author's account, I can't believe more than 23M people are following me, like I literally screamed when I saw it. My new novel had over 10M ratings and comments in just two weeks! Would you believe that?!!! OMG! When my friends Sabrina and Kim told me about it I didn't believe them until I was forced to log into my account to confirm if what they were saying and damn, I was dumbstruck when I saw it with my own eyes. How the hell did it happen? I've been a writer for almost five years now and 'Shattered Heart' isn't my f
Fernando's POV Coming to a decision of traveling over 10hours down here wasn't an easy decision to have made, but when you need something badly you'll go any length even if it means climbing the mountain or swimming the world largest ocean to get it. When Antonio had told me where to find Micaela Alvarado, I kicked against going initially, the distance was from Madrid to Seoul South Korea was way too much. Just because I wanted and information that I wasn't so sure she even had answers to then I will have to travel all the way down to Seoul to find her. For what reason I asked myself a thousand times. Antonio was really pissed at me, he even called me a proud guy just because I find it stupid to accept his advice of taking a trip down to Seoul to find an author who wrote just an ordinary book, sorry I take that back, that book is not an ordinary book, my instinct tells me I have a connection with the writer. My instinct wouldn't allow me sleep peaceful