SHELDON Thunderstorms clapped outside and I got tired of observing it from the window. It's evening time and the skies are dark. It has been raining for the past thirty minutes and Denzel wasn't home yet. He hasn't answered any of my calls or messages. I was curious about how it went with his dad. At that moment, I heard the doorbell ring. I glanced at my cat who was curled up at a corner of the living room. I hope Denzel's ready to behold his cuteness.It took him long enough. But why would he ring the doorbell when this is his place?I left to open the door. I was expecting to see his gloomy self-standing on the other side but to my surprise, more than two pair of eyes were looking back at me — three men dressed in formal outfits. Their suits spoke volumes just like Denzel's style of dressing. This fact was the reason I didn't slam the door and ran for my life. I instantly recognized them as the dashing friends in his file. I had to know in case his family brought it up during t

I was enraged when Denzel woke me up and let me know that we had arrived at the church. My eyes were heavy and wanted more rest. I sat up and yawned with my arms stretching toward the roof of the car. When I opened my eyes after a few blinks, Denzel was observing me with an awkward look."What?" I blurted."I have one final request..." He checked his side of the window before turning back to me. "Do not sleep in church." "I'm only human. I can't control how tired I feel." "Considering your type of work, you shouldn't have any problem with being awake. Just imagine you have an early exam right after a night with a client—"I placed a finger over his lips to shut him up. "Living with you is more exhausting than working." "I'm serious, Sheldon. You can't sleep for the next three hours. I should have hid those drinks from you." I flipped; "And let me guess, it's all because of your mother. Your precious golden mom must validate me or there will be chaos." I dramatically rambled. He

"This piece of art is beautiful," Hunter mentioned as his hand touched one of the paintings by the side. The woman in the painting was on her fours with her back arched low and her behind stretching upward to the thighs of the man behind her. Her face was filled with both pain and pleasure. It's so heavy on her that I felt it just by looking at her. And the one filled with so much passion and emotions was the one Hunter thinks is 'beautiful'. How dare he? "Which one is your favorite, Sheldon?" He asked pointing at them.I drawled close to him and gazed at the paintings. "That one." It was a drawing of a woman lying by the side of the bed and awaiting her lover."I see you don't like all the dirty stuff, huh?" He teased. "I really don't know." I restricted myself from being an open book especially when I know he could implicate me. "That's fine. You like what you like. Sometimes it's hard for me to control what I feel. Too much passion so that's why I prefer the images showing m

I woke up on the couch still surrounded by clothes. That was enough to make me less stressed. Denzel was still home. I had hopes of meeting him and maybe, apologizing once more but those thoughts were dashed when I went up to his room and I heard skins slapping and low moans from whomever the girl he brought home was. They were still on it, even up to this morning? I wondered if he remembered he had work to go to. I retreated to the door and left. I didn't drive. Taking a taxi might distract me from grilling about Denzel all day because I'll be using his gift — the car to move around.I arrived at the boutique. I wasn't expecting to see Lena already waiting for me. I guessed she really wanted to meet me."Hi, Lena. It's so good to see you." I gushed. "Likewise." She smiled."I think you'll love our newest arrivals." The sales representative took her to the collection and I stood aside, watching her pick the most expensive ones and of course, her preference."I'm so happy you're ok

His silence was only for a second before the sound of his phone ringing blared out the awkward atmosphere.He excused himself to take the call. I was relieved that he didn't expose us."Nice talk. I'll see you around, Sheldon." The ex cheerfully said before leaving. I gathered my stuff and left the beach as well. On getting to the reception with Denzel, we both received gift bags from the staff. I was excited and couldn't wait to see what was in them.At the suite, I had already emptied my gift bag on the bed to see the items. It was a body spray, some towels and golden earrings."This is what I got. What about yours?" I asked Denzel when he sat still watching me."I don't know. I haven't checked." He breathed out."Fine, let me check them, then." I offered reaching for his bag."You can have it. Whatever is In there." He suddenly said, sounding cold and irritated."I didn't want to have them. I just wanted to see what's inside.""You've had my father, my cousin, what is stopping you