Desiring Her

I remember that day, the day when I regretted being so flirtatious. Every time I was alone, thoughts of it consumed me, and I found myself searching for that person. Well, it wasn't entirely because I was naturally flirtatious. Can I really be held accountable if my personality leads me to seek him out? Oh, when I was young, I constantly reassured myself that I would only give my virginity to the person I loved, saving it for marriage and an intimate honeymoon. But what went wrong? And then it happened—I gave it to someone I knew was also flirtatious and experienced with women. I'm well aware of his reputation, but for some reason, I felt fortunate that he was the first man to share that moment with me. Thank you~ It's embarrassing because my friends often label me as another Maria Clara, and unfortunately, there's some truth to it. However, it's time to let go. My private life is just that—private. I don't need to declare "I've finally given in." Who cares if others find out? It's

Xiana took a deep breath when she reached her boss's office."Amanda" he called the secretary who was his friend so she looked at him and smiled then said goodbye to the people he was talking to."Hey, best friend" he laughed and put his arm around her."I heard from the boss's attorney that he paid for a university and I guess it's you since the attorney said your name" xiana bowed shyly"And by the way at 7 pm why are you still here? We're off work right? "Xiana just smiled with effort."Is Sir Kino still there?" she asked trembling, almost whispering. And Amanda's friend gave her a simple nod"Oh, did you get called? Maybe when you talk about your debt hehehe" she didn't answer and just smiled."Just go in there" even if Xiana doesn't want it and if Xiana wants it, she will do it.He started to enter his office and the light inside was dim until he knocked and the buzzer sounded to enter, he entered nervously and when he was in front of him he just bowed while Kino just looked at h

I observed Zack, who was clearly very drunk. I knew he sometimes went out, but it appeared he had indulged quite a bit this time, as he was already leaning on my chest. "I'll take care of him, Monic," Zack's friend said to me. "Yes, he's heavily intoxicated. Please, don't leave him," everyone else departed except for the guy with the serious expression. "Go home, and I'll look after him," he suggested. What did he think of me? Silly? "Go home. I can handle it," I said slowly, supporting Zack. However, he didn't leave right away, so I gave him a disapproving look. "Leave. I'm his girlfriend, so he's my responsibility," I said angrily. He stood up and stormed out of the house. He was drenched in sweat and still carried his scent. I returned to the door and locked it. There were people downstairs, but it was safe since someone was overseeing his house with security guards. I glanced at him, then sat down beside him. I frowned and eventually lay down next to him. I didn't want to un

When I woke up, I found myself already in bed. I sat up, and just then, my brother entered the room. "Hey, are you okay?" I looked at him. "What happened?" I wanted to ask. "You fell asleep in the tub," he explained. "Zack?" I asked urgently. "He hasn't returned home yet." "What time is it?" "It's 6 am." I was stunned; it had only been three days. "I must have exhausted you. I dressed you, and I can see that your skin is red—" The maid's voice trailed off as I looked at her, prompting her to stop. I glanced down at myself and closed my eyes in embarrassment as I noticed that I was wearing Zack's clothes. "Don't worry, I won't spread it," the maid reassured me. I looked at Manang and managed a soft smile. "Manang, I think I already love him." Tears rolled down my cheeks, and I saw the compassion in Manang's eyes as she embraced me. "Out of all the girls he's brought here, you're the only one who treats me kindly and talks to me. You're a good person." "Manang?" My voice crac

My wife came back to me, and I admit I feel happy. I feel blessed that she's my home. After all, I'm always thinking about how I can't afford to lose her. That's what I've been thinking since she chose another man over her husband. At that time, I was about to tell Monica that it was fine, that my wife was coming home, and she could go home too. But I didn't see her after that. No messages, except for her email of resignation. On that day, Monica just left, my wife and only her. I thought I was happy; I thought she was my missing piece. But I was wrong. Everything changed, and I don't know why. When I was kissing my wife, I didn't feel anything. It's been happening since the day we met, since the day we got married. I realized that our relationship wasn't as sparkling as a shining star above. I realized that something was lacking since the day I met her, since the day I challenged myself to seduce my secretary. On the day my wife came home, we had our night of intimacy, and that night