Greedy Passion (Hacienda Alegre Series #2)

Chapter 9

NO SEX, no baby. That was the prayer that Rocco should remember over and over again. Self control and celibacy were his bestfriend for the mean time while fixing his fears.

He could lift up many responsibilities on his shoulders. He raised a whole business empire to the top of the world. It was easy for him. But taking care of an innocent little child, it shivered him to the core. Fear was formed automatically by the mere mention of the word "baby or child". Pakiramdam niya, hindi niya kaya ang mag-alaga. At baka sa mga kamay niya pa mapahamak ang inosenteng sanggol. If the baby would be in danger while on his care, there would be a possibility that Bridget would be devastated and in pain.

A memory of Julia dying in the hospital bed crossed his mind. No! Bridget...

He couldn't lost her. No way. Bridget was his life. The very definition of it. He wouldn't lost her and he would find a way to keep her.

Even though, a while ago, she had honored him a kiss. It should be enough but it wasn't enough. For the lady he desired the most, a mere touching of lips wasn't enough. Pero ano ang magagawa niya, he would keep the track of his life right. Sex. Lust. Pleasure. And that wasn't the greatest reason why he wanted Bridget.

For the three-fourth part of his body including his soul, her mere presence beside him was enough to make him breathe. But for the need of his traitor rock between his legs, Rocco needed some releasing.

Of course, as a married couple, they would decide to have little versions of themselves. He would also need an heir to keep the legacy of their business on the line. And Bridget wanted a baby now.

But the baby would happen after he fights his inner demons. His fears of remaking the past.

Hoping Hacienda Alegre could do some magic. He needed to keep calm first.

"So? Did you two consider of marrying now? Uunahan mo na ba si Greco?" Rocco frowned at Maric. His friend was coverin his amused grin on the tip of the canned beer he was drinking.

Nasa upper deck silang dalawa, tinatanaw ang mapayapang dagat. Bridget was on her cabin, taking her morning rest. Alam niyang maaga itong nagising. And for the record, she really looked sleepy, an unusual thing for the very hardworking and active Bridget Francesca.

"I'm actually done that," his calm answer choked Maric wildly. While reviving his life from an almost demise, a shocked expression appeared on his face.

"You're her husband. Bridget's your wife? You two are married? And you didn't invite us to the grand wedding of the century?!" Rocco picked a throw pillow and really threw the pillow on Maric. Nasalo naman nito agad.

"Yeah, speaking of a grand wedding," tango-tango niya. "I'll give her that wedding later. For now, I'm at my worst nightmare. I'm off to her bed for God knows how long..." dahil sa frustration ay inagaw niya kay Maric ang beer na iniinom nito. "She doesn't know that she is still my wife."

"Woah? Wait. I'm confused. Ang gulo mong kausap. Sabi mo mag-asawa kayo, tapos she doesn't know that she is still your wife? Nagkahiwalay? Yes, you two got separated that's why she has gained the ex-secretary of the CEO label."

And he told Maric half of his life from Julia's death to Julia's request. Ang alam lang ng mga kaibigan niya ay nanatili siyang nakatago sa kanyang opisina pagkatapos ng libing ni Julia. He was actually married to Bridget while running a funeral for nine days.

He had married her after the day of Julia's death. How ridiculous that would be. Pero ngayon ang naalala na lang niya ay ang lungkot sa araw na iyon habang pumipirima sa harap ng judge. He realized this instant that Bridget deserved his happiness while signing legal papers.