Amihan POVThe fact that Judith had finally opened her heart to love again gladens my heart. After everything we've both been through, it appears that the heavens have smiled on us once more. As I took a sip from my glass I could not help but imagine how excited Judith would be when she returned home with a girlfriend to her lucky charm. I did not doubt that he would ask her out without any hesitation. "Mmm this tastes like heaven," I said in pleasure as I mouthed the wine a bit longer than I should have, letting my tongue playfully dance with the liquid as I relished the taste. "Life doesn't have to be difficult," I looked at the wall clock, mumbled, and softly laid my back down on the couch. it was late. Judith was probably having a good time and forgot she had an early flight to catch. For the first time since Judith left, I realized I was bored and home alone. How will I cope when she travels tomorrow? I was used to having her around already and this would be the first time
Judith's pov. Amihan was at my door at five in the morning; her knocking startled me out of sleep. She didn't even wait for me to answer; when she opened the door and saw me scrambling out of bed, she gave me a disgruntled expression. "Good morning sleepyhead," she said, approaching my bedside. "Good morning Bes," I managed to respond, "what time is it? Why wake me up so early in the morning" I let out a yawn.She pulled back the curtain and threw open the window, allowing the chill to fill the room before I could say anything more."It's so cooled," I said, as I tried to hide under my blanket. "It's almost six in the morning girl and you have a flight to catch,""Oh my God," I exclaimed as I tried to quickly get out of bed. "Don't worry girl, just go freshen up and leave the rest to me, I've taken care of breakfast already and packed some in your lunch box""It's a good thing I was able to pack my bags yesterday before going to bed because I would have most likely missed my fli
Amihan's pov. Things seemed to have sort of progressed between Maxwell and me in the past weeks. He never seized the opportunity to flirt with me or remind me of how much he liked me and wanted me in his life whenever we spoke. The more we spoke, the more I felt drawn to him. While getting ready to head over to his apartment that morning, I grinned warmly as I brushed my hair. I went straight home after dropping Judith off at the airport and decided to spend that Monday with Maxwell rather than spending the night at his residence since I had less work to do at the office. He was glad when I called him to let him know my plan. He had even gone as far as asking me not to have breakfast since he would be preparing breakfast for both of us. I couldn't help but wonder what he would be preparing. My gaze shifted from the mirror to my phone when Karl's text came in. (Amihan. Can we meet and talk? It's better related,) I scoffed and dropped my phone bothering to reply. All I wanted
Maxwell's povI decided to change the subject since I did not want to talk too much about my family. I answered her questions swiftly to avoid raising any suspicions. "Is that all you want to know?" I asked when she stopped talking and she nodded. "Don't you have any questions to ask me about myself?" She raised a brow and I smiled. "There is none I can think of," I said and giggled at her surprised look. "You barely know me, so how is that even possible?" She grunted and I grinned broadly."I know you more than you think," I said and Amihan gave me a stern look. "I'd love to know all you know about me," She said with a frown. "Amihan Jude, A beautiful tall elegant wine of class," I teased and she frowned. "Those are random facts anyone can know," She sighed, and we both laughed. If only she knew how well I knew her. I knew every detail there was to know about the lady my mother wanted to be my wife. I wouldn't be so foolish as to provide every piece of information I know abo
Amihan's pov. “kiss me till I become hard,” he said softly and for some weird reason I couldn't fathom, my heart skipped a beat as I involuntarily brought out my tongue to wet my lips. "With all pleasure," I whispered to his ears, and he swallowed hard. I felt our t hearts raced as we stared into each other's eyes. I could tell he was curious to know if I was going to kiss him or take the shot that he held out for me. My lips were already longing for his and I didn't mind sharing a kiss with him. The last time I had a passionate kiss was with Karl Rodriguez and since then I had been too busy to satisfy my craving emotions. Even if I did want us to make love today, since we were yet to know each other and I wouldn't want him to think I was too cheap, I had planned to go far enough with him from the moment I saw his bare chest, I was ready to be nasty around him because I desired him that much now. I've missed being kissed and caressed by a man and I longed the touch of not just
Dalisay's pov. Every day that went by brought with it another pregnancy symptom. I had mixed emotions at the idea of getting pregnant, but I was ecstatic to watch my body adapt to becoming a mother. I wasn't sure how to respond. While the child's paternity bothered me, a part of me was relieved that Karl and I could finally satisfy our lifelong dream. Karl has been overly occupied attempting to resolve Anwil's condition. To see if we can complete more transactions before the bankruptcy becomes too apparent to the public, he stays up late at night and gets out of the house as early as possible to meet with important clients. The news of us having a child soon would brighten his mood and that for me was a good sign for Anwil. Given that we would not wish to leave Anwil's heir with worthless company, our unborn child will provide us with the necessary vigor to fight for Anwil. I had gotten up early that morning to prepare our breakfast and call my mother over. It would be best if I
Judith POVUpon waking up that morning, I was overwhelmed with emotions, unsure of how to respond to the reality that I would finally be meeting my father and being accepted into a family I had never met before. The thought of being the daughter of my biological father is both terrifying and magnificent. The previous day, my father had called to tell me that his driver would arrive at the house by eight in the morning to take me. He had turned down every offer from me to commute alone, stating that it would ease his anxieties to know that his driver was taking me home in a grande style.I was so anxious about the whole event and how it would go that I was unable to get enough sleep. Until four this morning, I was able to get a longer stretch of sleep. The gentle sun ray that escaped the curtain to my face reminded me that it was day already and I had things to do. It was fifteen minutes before seven when I checked my phone and lay down, reluctant to get out of bed. I let out a big ex
Amihan's pov.My phone rang, interrupting my sleep, as I groggily groped for it. My day at work was hectic, and as I was about to turn in for the night after finishing up with some paperwork, Judith called. Due to the time difference, we had been communicating more via text rather than phone calls because I was either too busy during the day or fatigued when she got the chance to call."Hey bes, Good evening," I greeted as I got up to wash my face in the bathroom. My eyes were heavy with sleep. We had not spoken in days, so I knew our chat would be lengthy because we both had a lot to talk about.Judith answered, "First of all, it's morning over here; you would have just said hi," to which we both chuckled."I apologize for waking you up from your beauty sleep," She said apologetically and I smiled. "It's fine. I've missed hearing your voice so I won't penalize you," I teased as she giggled. Ever since my last visit to Maxwell, I have been somewhat troubled and upset about how I re