CHAPTER 1: The Honeymoon

CHAPTER 1: The Honeymoon

[Flashback]

SHE WILL NEVER FORGET. 

She was just stunned by the absence as she watched the kids chasing each other outside. By her estimate, it was about five o'clock in the afternoon so the sun was not too straight. At such times like this, the orphanage's nuns basically allow the kids to play. Besides, their priority is to keep the children in the orphanage happy and healthy.

She could hear the screams and laughter of her fellow children. Someone was running and they were chasing one another, someone was riding the swing, and someone was sliding on the slide.

It's so sweet to think that this is the face of youth. But she knew it wasn’t for her. She doesn’t have time to play and it’s not for her to play. She has something more important to focus on — that is to fulfill her desire for revenge.

“Annie, come and join them!” It was Sister Ina who reached out to Annie. 

Annie just shook her head. She doesn’t have time to play. She’s craving for something . . . revenge. 

She can’t just forget how her family died right before her eyes. The bloody image of her family, the image of them begging for their lives, their wails, and their tears, like a broken plaque, it keeps on playing inside her head. She can’t remove it, she can’t stop it. Everytime it flashes inside her mind, it makes her weak and broken. 

"Why did I even survive?" she said inside her head.

Come to think of it, at her age she should still be like the kids who play. But she’s different, she is mad and she is raging with anger. There was nothing else on her mind but how she could get revenge for her family. How she could torture and get even the man who killed her family.

Yes, she knew who it was and she obviously saw it with her own eyes. But now, she can't speak because she is so traumatized by what happened. As a child, Annie knew how cruel and unjust the world was. The man who killed his family was a senator — what could a man like him do that? What can she do to fight back  against someone as powerful as that?

Annie still doesn’t know how she will fight someone like Daniel Enriquez. But she would make sure that otherwise now. . . she can get the justice she desires. Either way, and even if her life is the cost. 

“Annie, it would be better if you join the other kids,” Sister Ina gently said. She just shook her head again. Annie saw Sister Ina took a heavy sigh and then she smiled at her. “If you feel like joining them, dear. Please don’t hesitate. They would love to have another friend. ”

Annie was stunned by Sister Ina's smile. She has been here for more than a year and a half but she can't even speak or have a friend here in the orphanage. Sister Ina was always patient to her, caring for her, and watching over her. She did not get tired or complain even during those times that no words came out of her mouth. Even though she just responds through nodding and shaking her head.

She was surprised when she suddenly felt a warm hug, a hug that came from Sister Ina. “I hope you’re happy. You’ll be okay soon. . . ”

He didn't know but she suddenly hugged the nun. It just keeps him going. It's the only one who cares about her.

“You’ll be going to find a family soon ...”

The next day Sister Gemma and Sister Ina called the children because there’s a couple that was going to adopt. According to Sister Ina, the couple is very rich and has two sons. But the two want to have another girl. Unfortunately, the wife could no longer bear children. So, the two of them decided to adopt a daughter.

“Annie, are you excited to meet them? For sure, they will like you,” Sister Ina said. Sister Ina dressed her and made sure that she looked presentable.

Annie was silent. She didn’t think anyone would want to adopt someone like her. She was not as energetic as other children, nor was she noticeable. So for her it was so vague that someone would take an interest in her. For her, she’s not even special.

After she got dressed she went along with the other children. It was obvious on their faces that they were so ready and so happy that they could possibly have a family.

“What is a family? Do I still want to have a family? ” That was the question on Annie's mind. After everything that happened to her, will she be able to pick herself back again?

Whenever the word “family” comes to her mind, she suddenly feels weak. She remembers her family again. The family that was taken away from him. The family that she lost.

The fear also returns to her that with too much love she will also be hurt too much. Annie doesn't seem to be twelve when you think about it. Maybe it's because she is well aware of the chaos and bitterness of this world. And she’s tired of it.

“Children, this is Mrs. Silvestra Valerio and Mr. Von Valerio,” Sister Gemma introduced the couple.

“Good morning, Mrs. Silvestra and Mr. Von, ”the children greeted at the same time.

"Good morning, kids!" lively and smiling greetings from Mrs. Valerio.

Then, the couple proceeded and observed them. One by one they looked at the faces of the children in a row. For no apparent reason, Annie was nervous. Maybe it's because of the couple's presence.

Both of them looked very expensive. Even though Mr. Von is just wearing a white long-sleeves and black pants, he looked stunning. While Mrs. Silvestra looked like a royal-blooded princess. It’s not obvious that it’s in the late 30s. The complexion is very beautiful and glowing. Her light-blue dress is even more appropriate for her. She stood out even more.

Annie thinks that destiny favors her. This will be her new mother and father. Fun to imagine. . . but for her it was very impossible.

The couple stopped in front of him and looked at him. Mrs. Silvestra slightly bend to meet her face. Annie was star-struck to see the woman's face. She looked amazing and she’s a few inches away from her.

“What’s your name?” Mrs. Silvestra gently asked.

Annie swallowed. She did not know how to speak. It has been almost two years since he last spoke.

"A-Ah ... A-Ahh ..."

She’s trying, and struggling to utter her name.

"Hmm?"

"A-Annie ..."

Annie didn't know if she was just imagining it or what. But she saw the radiance of Mrs. Silvestra’s eyes. Sister Ina, on the other hand, was slightly surprised to hear Annie speak. She was almost choking because she didn't expect to hear the child's voice.

"Annie, welcome to our family!" Mrs. Silvestra cheerfully smiled. "I want you to be my daughter..."

[End of Flashback]

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CIANDREI TURNED OFF the shower and at the same time she let out a long sigh. She also could not understand why her memories in the orphanage suddenly popped inside her head. She really can't help but remember things in the past, especially whenever she hears the surname "Enriquez".

She doesn't like to hear that name. All she can remember is how those people ruin her life. She still can't forget and forgive. The wounds of the past is still all over her body, it's all over her soul. 

And now, she needs to endure being with Damien. Plus, she needs to ensure that she will have a good image. She just got married to a mayor. 

'Oh great! Now, I am involved in politics!"

She was about to go to the bathtub when she suddenly heard the click of the bathroom lock. And suddenly... the door opened. Her eyeballs almost dropped when she saw Damien enter the bathroom with only a white towel wrapped around his waist. She was left stunned at what he did next. Damien just removed the towel from his waist and hung it up on his shoulder. Now, Ciandrei can clearly see his m*nhood. 

Her jaw dropped.

She felt like she'd be losing her breath as she was left stunned and couldn't take her eyes away from him.

"W-What the hell are you fucking doing?" she yelled at him. Even though she was stunned, she tried her best not to stuttered . . . but she failed. She tried so hard not to show him that he caught her off guard. But too late!

He just raised his left eyebrow and gave her a smirk.

Ciandrei's face was already red. It's like a tomato. Tomatoes that will explode at any time. She could not deny that Damien's body was very well-shaped and it was as if the great artist was carving his abs.

She can’t also deny that his c*ck is huge. Ciandrei doesn’t even know why the hell she’s thinking whether it will fit inside her or not. She’s going crazy inside her head but she’s trying her best not to let him see that she’s somewhat enjoying the view she’s seeing. She’s trying to pretend that he doesn’t have an effect on her. But Ciandrei doesn't know if she can survive while he is around . . . and naked. 

She cursed softly as she realized that he was also seeing her body. She’s exposed! She is not ashamed of her body. Her body is very shapely and of course her beautiful face will not be defeated. Her face suits her body well!

“Why? I am your husband now. Have you forgotten the reason why we are here in Boracay? ” He just smirked at her and walked in front of her. He is just a few inches away from her.

“Husband, my ass! Honeymoon, my ass! ” She rolled her eyes.

"Well, we can't do anything about it." He just shrugged and rolled his eyes. "It's not like I want this."

“No one likes to be in this position. Being stuck in the marriage with a playboy— ”

“Right! I’m a playboy. So, if you see me with another woman. Don’t ever complain. ”

Her teeth gritted upon hearing him saying those words. For her, he's nothing but a shameless playboy who happened to be rich and a mayor. Now, she's starting to question how this man— with those kind of attitude and words— was able to capture the public's heart. Although Ciandrei is aware of the power and influence his family has, but still, it's not easy to capture the people's heart. And as far as she knew, he is popular and loved by the people.

She massaged her temple— this guy is stressing her out!

"Can you just get out and leave me alone?" she shouted.

He just gave her a smirk. "Why would I? Showering with you means conserving water. Conserving water helps the environment, my dear wife."

"What the fuck!"

He just laughed that irritates her. This guy is so shameless! The man just passed her and then turned on the shower. She really didn't expect anything from this man. All men are just the same for her! She doubt if he even care for this marriage.

She let out a deep sigh and just let Damien go. 

"Hey, where are you going?" Damien asked her as he saw her walking towards where the towels were placed.

"I'm done showering, my dear husband. Now go! Conserve water on your own."

She took the towel and went out into the bathroom. She doesn't want to stress herself! 

She was disgusted with that man. Besides, he does not remember her — for which she was grateful — he couldn't stand him at all. Plus, he’s an Enriquez. The son of the man she hated. But Ciandrei couldn't believe that she even let the man get her virginity. She's disgusted at herself! She seemed to be losing her sanity.

Right! They are already in the honeymoon stage! Their parents’ plans for them are going well!

She wore a red nightgown. She can just sleep. She would not seduce the man and she would pretend to be asleep. Ciandrei doesn’t have a plan to associate herself with him. Well, as much as she can. 

"Honeymoon, my ass!"

It's really good that he doesn't remember it. She was so thankful that he didn't remember anything.

Ciandrei wasn’t able to understand herself. She didn't know why she was still thinking that. That was just some freaking one night stand! That's all. Plain and simple.

She took a deep breath before starting to apply lotion to her skin. It's really her routine to sleep because her skin is so sensitive.

“Alright! It's time! ”

She dove on the bed and quickly wrapped her body in a thick blanket. She was also tired from the trip. She didn't know what else their honeymoon was for. They are just arranged, for pete sake! It’s not like they want each other!

Ciandrei heard the bathroom door open. That means her so-called ‘husband’ was already finished. After that he suddenly just went into the bathroom. He couldn’t help but get bored with it. She couldn't understand why she was so irritated with that man.

After a few minutes she felt the bed move. That means the man sat beside her. She didn't care and just went to sleep — well, pretend that she’s asleep. She doesn’t know if she could survive a night with the man.

“Hey, wake up! Stop pretending that you’re sleeping, ”he said. Ciandrei ignored him. Why does it matter if he goes to sleep? That’s what Ciandrei had in mind.

He was surprised when Damien suddenly removed his blanket so he suddenly got cold. She woke up as her eyebrows met.

"What's your problem, huh?"

“It’s our honeymoon, right ?! Don’t tell me that you don’t know what is honeymoon,” he blurted and gave her a smirk. Ciandrei's evil look threw stones at the man. It was as if he suddenly wanted to choke.

She gave him a glare. “Of course, I know! But I won’t do it. ”

“Oh right. . . ”

“You also said, didn't you? It’s not like we both want this marriage. Then, don’t expect a sex from me! ” She rolled her eyes and tried to pull the bedsheet. "Excuse me, I will go back to sleep!"

“You know, I got a boner seeing your body in the bathroom a while ago ...”

Ciandrei suddenly swallowed when she heard those words from Damien's mouth. Did he really say that?

“Oh, so it’s my fault that you’re a pervert?”

"What did you say?" he uttered, annoyed.

“What? That you’re a pervert. A pervert who went inside a bathroom while someone’s showering. Pervert! ” She said in his face. Now, she looks like she is going to explode. The redness of its face and the protrusion of a vein in its neck were obvious. “Did you hear me? I said — Ahh! ”

She was surprised when the man suddenly came over to her. Then he grabbed her hands and placed them above her head.

"Say that again and I'm going to show you how perverted I am."

Ciandrei's eyes widened and she swallowed several times. She was suddenly nervous about the man. In her confusion and nervousness, she tried to get rid of her right leg and then...

She kicked Damien’s face!

"W-What the fuck ?!" he shockingly blurted out. He was covering his nose, though it didn’t bleed, it was obvious on his face how hurt he was.

Ciandrei quickly stood up and went to the door. She feels bad but some part of her says that he deserves it. She planned to leave before he even recovered. But before that, she looked at him and gave him some words.

“All I can say is. . . well deserve!” She showed her tongue, teasing him.

He threw a deadly gaze at her.

"Valencia Andrea Valerio, you're dead!"

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