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Whoaaaaaaa where did that come from? ‘Do you want another baby, Honey?’ Really, Alya? Really?I rub my arms multiple times, feeling the chill starting to creep into my bone. It's frightening how my subconscious mind even dare to go there, while watching him as if I've forgotten what an unbelievably asshole that man has been.But if I were to judge him fairly, Geepa is the ultimate father figure I'd want for my kids and grandkids, and to be honest, when he was my husband, or should I say when he was a husband, he was an amazing spouse whom I'd want to spend the rest of my life with, excluding the fact I wasn't Scarlett and he was there as Scarlett's husband. I guess that's a life lesson that caused me five years of my life, with another two in the future, but I'm definitely looking forward to being free after all of this drama. Quickly switching my gaze to the city view on my left, I take another sip of the beverage until my heart suddenly stops beating as if I was just caught in the
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It was such a hassle when Calvin's bodyguards had to do the entire body-check and background-check with the delivery guy as well as the food he's delivering that the next order arrived just in time when I was allowed to take my fried chicken upstairs. By then, the entire process continued with the second delivery guy, and as expected, with the third too. I finally able to come back with a bucket of friend chicken, a bowl of ramen, and a pack of Chinese fried rice forty-five minutes later that I hurry to the kitchen only to realise the dining table that's located next to it has a variety of food on it. I gasp at the choice of food especially the mouthwatering, steaming hot bowl of noodle -it's my favorite ramen from Scarlett's favorite Japanese restaurant which later on, has becoming my favorite too- and a plate of beautifully, appetisingly decorated golden Chinese fried rice next to it, that my head snaps towards Calvin to see him shrugging his shoulders, "I thought you're hungry s
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No matter how many times I've convinced myself I am a grown woman who doesn't need anybody's permission to stay up on a Monday night, and that I no longer have a curfew like I used to when I was in high school, I still feel nervous as I ride the elevator to the top floor. It's almost eleven, I decided to lengthen my hang out session with Drey till dinner, but then he asked me to join him to the night club that I politely declined and headed home after dessert. As usual, it was quiet the moment the door opens. I step out and brace myself upon seeing a man sitting on the couch, currently reading something on the iPad in front of him. He's still in the same navy blue suit he wore when we went to the courthouse this morning, minus the coat and light blue tie. As if I'm a naughty teenager who's trying to crawl back into the room after coming home past curfew, I try my best to walk in silence on my way to the stairs. But of course, the scene is only perfect with the infamous throat-cl
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Honey's POV 🍯I had a stressful day yesterday trying to squeeze everything between registering our marriage at the courthouse, attending all the important meetings, and rushing to finish everything before six because I aimed to have dinner with my baby since we're officially married by law now, to celebrate and commemorate the day as man and wife. All that while dealing with my aching body due to sleeping on the couch last night, and of course, mending my broken heart that keeps on shattering into pieces every time my wife ignores me. That sums up yesterday. But today, this morning, when I open my eyes, I have this feeling of knowing my day will be a good one because it starts with a view of my beautiful wife, only to get yelled at with such disgust shown on her face. My heart drops again at her sudden outburst but I guess I'm an expert at this; all she did ever since she left five years ago is getting mad at me. At first I was taken aback with her reaction and decided to leave
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I never knew one of the sluttiest things a man can do is to roll up the sleeves of his dress shirt, flexing the muscles of his arms with veins popping out while holding a stack of hangers that have suits on them. Reminding me of his other veiny stuff... Snap out of it, Alya! Astaghfirullah! I'm sure God would be happy by how much I've been asking for His forgiveness these days but at the same time angry with my never-ending behaviour for salivating over a man, lusting over the opposite gender. "Do you need help?" He asks while looking at me, his right hand is disappearing into the closet, reaching out for another suit but his mesmerising green eyes are focusing on me. I quickly shake my head and grin on my attempt to cover up my shameless act of staring at such fine specimen- him. He's that fine, fine muy-bueno specimen. He was home around six thirty today, bringing my favorite Taco Bell for dinner which we sat quietly in front of the tv and watched a show while eating. Half an
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Being a goal oriented person along with such self-entitled personality, nobody can say no to Genevieve persuasion that unfortunately she has also passed down those quality traits to her eldest so I had two girls of different age breathing my neck until I say 'yes' to Italy. I'm sure it has nothing to do with Honey because he always assured me I didn't have to fall for the girls' tricks about guilting me into an agreement, in fact he offered to talk about it with them, to stop making me so uncomfortable with their relentless begging. But I'm one of the trio, so I understand them better than anyone. They just want the entire quorum to be there because each one of us know we're gonna have so much fun with each other's company. Hence the yes. Honey must have felt so guilty with his daughter and granddaughter's behaviour that he mentioned about the reward I hadn't thought about redeeming in the next few months; a ticket to Jakarta. It's spring right now which is the weather I pretty m
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You kinky dirty mind! Wearing this cotton pair of shorts obviously doesn't help I wish I'm wearing a jeans to hide my hard on, to strain this wild thing. Please, down boy, down. We don't wanna creep her out. "This would be our boundary," she places a pillow in the middle of the California King bed, "Don't get into my territory." I can't help but to smile at her little warning, "I won't." "Hmm."Hearing her approval, I climb on the bed and situate myself on my side of the bed. She's busy adjusting the pillows to fit her tiny frame in a cloud of fluffy cushions. I miss how she used to hug me after sex and fall asleep immediately but she has clearly replaced me with those pillows. "Good night." She murmurs while switching off her bedside lamp. Goodnight? She's gonna sleep with that long shawl on her head? That must've been uncomfortable to have her head wrapped up like that the entire day; she's been with me since early morning, excluding the one hour bath time. "I'm gonna put on t
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"You can see me?!" She is so shocked to the point of freaking out, "Oh my God! You can see me!" Movements followed through with the mattress dipping as if she has jumped off the bed. I quickly sit up, the smirk I had earlier has been wiped away from my face, "No, no I can't see you, I'm still wearing this eye mask, Alya." "B-but-""I swear I can't see you. I made a promise last night, didn’t I? That I won't remove this until you ask me to. I promise, Alya. I promise I won't see you if you don’t allow me." "So you... really can't see me?" I shake my head eagerly, "I can't." "Prove it!" What? Prove it? How am I going to prove it when I'm in the blind here? "Prove it, Calvin. Show me you did as you promised." I sigh when I feel heat nearing me, she must be coming back to the bed after jumping off just now. "How many fingers am I showing now?" Is this a trick question? If I don't answer her she's gonna be angrier but if I do answer her, she's gonna be angry too for whatever reas
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