Ashford Series 1: Loveless Vows

Chapter 8

Sabrinna POV

Slight mature content

Kaagad akong lumabas ng condo ni Prime at inilock ang pinto bago umalis. I hailed a taxi and settled into the back seat, letting the city lights and shadows pass by as the cab took me to Jane’s house.

When I arrived, Jane was already outside, ready to go. She gave me a warm hug and smiled. “Ready for a night out?”

Tumango lang ako.

Kaagad na kaming sumakay sa kotse ni Jane para pumunta sa bar. We had a little conversation as we drove, the excitement of the night out a welcome distraction from my thoughts.

Pagdating namin sa bar, siksikan ito. Ang lugar ay puno ng tao, tawanan, at sayawan. Hindi naman totally na siksikan, madami lang talagang tao pero kahit ganun ay wala namang mabahong amoy sa paligid.

Jane and I made our way to the bar, weaving through the crowd. The bartender was busy serving drinks, and I quickly ordered, “I’ll have a whiskey, neat.” It was a choice I usually wouldn’t make, but tonight it felt right.

As the bartender poured the drink, I took in the lively atmosphere around me—the noise, the energy, and the warmth of the place.

When I got my glass, I took a long sip, feeling the strong drink spread through me. The whiskey’s bite helped to ease the stress I’d been carrying. I glanced at Jane, who was enjoying herself, abala ito sa pakikipag-usap sa isang lalaking lumapit sa kaniya.

The drink was more than just a way to relax, it was a small escape from my swirling thoughts. With each sip, I tried to let go of my worries and enjoy the moment.

Gusto kong kahit sandali lang ay makalimutan ko ang problemang matagal ko nang dinadala. Napabuntong-hininga na lang ako at umorder pa ng alak. Tuloy-tuloy lang ako sa pag-inom hanggang sa hindi ko na namalayan pa ang oras.

I even forgot to tell Prime where I was and to call him when I finally arrived at the bar. We just went straight through the counter and ordered a drink.

Dahil sa sobrang dami ng alak na nainom ko, nakikipagsayaw na din ako sa mga taong sumasayaw sa gitna.

Suddenly, I felt a strong, familiar warmth encircle my waist. Startled, I glanced over my shoulder and saw Prime behind me, his arms securely wrapped around me. His touch was both firm and possessive, sending a shiver down my spine. He pulled me closer, pressing his chest against my back, and I could feel the rapid thud of his heart.

"Do you know what time it is, Sabrinna?"

I froze and immediately stopped myself from dancing. Parang bigla akong nahimasmasan nang marinig ko ang boses ni Prime.

Shit! Lagot na.

Napalunok ako nang yakapin niya ako mula sa likuran at ipatong ang kaniyang baba sa aking balikat.

"It's 2 am. Do you know how worried I was because I haven't received any calls or texts from you? Hm?"

Hindi ako makasagot. Kinakabahan ako at bumibilis ang tibok ng aking puso dahil sa ginagawa niya ngayon.

"I saw a man try to touch you, what should I do with him, babe? I'm really mad."

"U-umuwi na tayo... Magpapaalam lang ako kay J-jane."

"I saw your friend with someone I know, she's in good hands, so you don't have to worry about her."

Napalunok ako, "E-edi uwi na tayo?"

He hummed and then pulled me out of the bar. The next thing I knew, we were already in his condo. Ramdam ng buong katawan ko na hindi natutuwa si Prime. I can feel his madness, yet I'm not afraid of him.

In our quiet, dimly lit apartment, I felt Prime’s intense gaze, full of frustration and desire. He approached me with deliberate steps, his eyes fixed on mine, as if he wanted to claim me. The air between us was charged, filled with an unspoken need that had been building up for some time.

His fingers traced slowly along my arm, sending a shiver down my spine. As he got closer, he cupped my face, his thumb brushing softly against my cheek. His touch was possessive and commanding, and I could feel the weight of his desire in every movement.

When he leaned in, his warm breath on my ear, he whispered, “You’re mine.”

His voice was deep, filled with a hunger that made my pulse quicken. He gently pushed me against the wall, pressing his body against mine. His hands moved over me with a mix of tenderness and urgency, showing he was claiming me.

My breath hitched as Prime's kisses traveled down my neck, his lips lingering with passion.

His touch, with a mixture of passion and possessiveness, made me feel like the most important person to him.

Even though I was excited by his attention, I felt confused about what this meant for us. I was torn between the thrill of his affection and uncertainty about his true feelings.

"P-prime..."

"Tell me if you want me to stop." He said while looking at me straight in my eyes.

Para akong nalulunod sa mga titig niya, mahigpit akong napahawak sa kaniyang matitipunong braso dahil pakiramdam ko ay matutumba ako.

"Don't..." I whispered.

"Hm?"

"Don't stop..."

Hinalikan ni Prime ang mga labi ko bago niya hinawakan ang aking kamay at hinila paakyat papunta sa kaniyang kwarto.

In the dim light of his bedroom, everything else faded away as Prime and I were left alone. The soft, warm glow from the lamp cast gentle shadows.

Prime’s touch was gentle but firm as he slowly undressed me, his fingers brushing against my skin. His movements were careful yet confident, exploring every inch of me. I could feel his warm breath against my neck as he leaned in, his hands cupping my face before his lips met mine in a kiss that was gentle at first but quickly grew more eager.

He guided me onto the bed with a steady hand, his eyes locked on mine. His kisses trailed down my neck, his lips pressing with a mix of softness and intensity. As he moved over me, his touch was both affectionate and demanding, a blend of gentleness and roughness that left me breathless.

Prime’s hands roamed over my body, his grip firm and possessive, each touch reminding me of his control. His kisses and touch were deliberate, switching between gentle and more intense. I could feel the strength in his embrace, his body pressing against mine with a determined force.

He guided me with a sense of purpose, each action showing care but also a strong sense of possession. The way he moved with me was a mix of softness and firmness, creating a rhythm that kept me on edge. As we made love, that balance of gentle and rough movements made everything feel both exciting and overwhelming.

It was a blend of gentle affection and possessive need, leaving me with a mix of feelings I couldn’t fully describe. Each touch, each kiss, was like a claim, making the moment intense and unforgettable.

Just like the first night that we made love.

To be continued