As we entered the cottage, Colten's lips refused to leave mine, carrying me effortlessly as we made our way inside. His kisses trailed down my jawline, igniting a fire within me as his lips found the sensitive skin of my neck. I gripped his hair tightly, granting him unrestricted access to my body. It was my first time indulging in such adult activities with a stranger, yet strangely, there was a sense of déjà vu in Colten's touch. It felt as though this wasn't our first encounter. "Colten, ohh!" I gasped as he pressed me against the wall, his hardened member pressing against my navel. I had never seen such a sight before, as my first experience had been in darkness. But now, with Colten's face illuminated by the dim light, I could see every detail—the intensity of his jaw, the way his lips caressed every inch of my skin. It made me feel different from his past partners, and I could sense his amusement as he looked at me. He was undeniably hot. "Not only do you smell sweet, but you

Mom, it's me Noah, can I come in?" I flinched upon hearing my son's voice. Quickly, I wiped the tears from my cheeks. I didn't want him to suspect anything; knowing Noah, he was a curious child who always sought answers."Yes, is there something wrong?" He shrugged and climbed onto the bed. He approached me tentatively, and I was surprised when he reached for my face and wiped something away. He raised an eyebrow at me, and I looked away. He was too mature for his age, understanding things he shouldn't at such a young age."Stop lying, Mom. It's written all over your face. Don't cry, I'm hurting too." He looked directly into my eyes; he really knew my weaknesses. How could I lie in front of my son?"Sorry, baby, it's just th--""You're jealous. You don't need to hide it, Mom, I already know. I understand you, but before you stormed out, Papa was here first." I felt guilty; I had played a part in this by letting myself be influenced by what I heard. But you can't blame me; the man cour

In the serene ambiance of our dining area, a palpable tension hung in the air as we all quietly gathered around the table. The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow upon the room as we embarked on what seemed to be a delicate balancing act of familial harmony. When I glanced across the table, I felt Kuya Keifer's disapproving gaze on me and Colten. His eyes seemed to pierce right through me, sending a chill down my spine. It was like he was silently warning us, making the peaceful scene feel tense.In the quiet of the morning, I woke up to see Kuya Keifer already busy in the kitchen, preparing breakfast. The soft morning light gently illuminated him as he moved gracefully around, handling the cooking with a calm determination. The sound of utensils clinking against pots and pans filled the air, creating a soothing rhythm. The smell of coffee brewing mixed with the fresh scent of morning dew, creating a peaceful atmosphere in the room.Kuya Keifer was

"Tell me who? Who is the father of our nephew?" I heard Kuya Keifer sigh, my hands trembling. I tightened my grip on the paper bag."It's Kane, Kane Colten Eleazar," I finally let go of the paper bag that held Noah's treats, tears continuing to flow. This is too much to take! How? I can't understand! I know it's not impossible anymore but why does it need to be complicated like this?"That's why you keep insisting Colten to marry Keisha cause he is the father? Don't you know you're being unfair just let them decide for themselves, they're already grown-ups, Keifer!""What do you want me to do, Kevin! Let that man destroy and hurt our sister and nephew! How could you let him get so close to our sister! You know that man only thinks about the company and money! I am afraid for our sister and nephew!" I slowly stepped back and at that moment, my son noticed me, his eyes widened as he looked at me.I'm so sorry, son, I can't even fight for you. I saw

KEISHA As I slowly open my eyes, the familiar white ceiling greets me along with the scent of the hospital room. I instinctively touch my cheeks as tears stream down, then I remember my mother, the image of her in jail. "Hey, are you okay, Nurse!" I couldn't help but sob as I recall the events, feeling a pang in my thigh, then I remember what happened yesterday! My sobs intensify as I remember my thigh covered in blood. I was so careless! Why didn't I notice that there was life inside my womb! I try to sit up and gently massage my abdomen, hoping my child is still here! Please forgive me, my child! I wasn't careful, and I put both my life and my child's life at risk. I'm a worthless mother! "How's my child, is he okay?" I see the sadness in the nurse's eyes as I hold her hand, especially when she answers my question. No, it can't be! "T-the baby's holding on weakly, and due to the extreme stress, the baby couldn't make it."