Wild Romance Series 3: Fornax Reeze Maddox

Chapter 8:

"WHY didn't you inform me, Amira?" Fornax inquired with a face clearly displaying his frustration. "I'm quite bewildered here, and I haven't even had that much to drink!"

"Relax..." Tugon naman ni Amira. Natulog na kasi ulit si Cree at ayaw niyang magising na naman ito. "Cree is not my biological child as I chose to adopt him."

Mahirap man ipaliwanag ang lahat pero may bahid ng kaonting katotohanan naman ang sinabi niya sa binata.

Above all else, Amira must ensure that Cree's identity remains concealed. It is her primary and most crucial mission.

"I had believed all along that..." Hindi magawang maipatuloy ni Fornax ang sasabihin sapagkat hindi rin niya alam kung ano ba ang dapat na sasabihin niya kay Amira.

"And my first sexual experience didn't go well," Amira chuckled as she recollected what had transpired earlier. "It was rather painful and not something worth remembering."

"Amira, you're contemplating sexual matters. Paano mo ba maipapaliwanag sakin ang lahat? Naguguluhan na ako." Marahang sinabunutan ni Fornax ang kanyang katutuyo pa lamang na buhok.

"I don't have anything to clarify for you, Fornax," Amira stated, despite her aversion to deceiving him. "I suppose I'll turn in for the night. Goodnight."

Iniwan niyang tulala sa sala si Fornax. What happened earlier was not a mistake and was not also a positive move.

In Amira's perspective, they are mature individuals who simply let their emotions take over.

Sa kwarto ni Cree si Amira pumasok. Cree has consistently been her source of solace, her small companion who never fails to bring her joy.

After the incident at the beach, she's uncertain about her feelings towards Fornax.

Tila ba nalimutan niya ang panlolokong ginawa noon ng lalaki sa kanya.

Amira glanced at the clock on the bedside table. It was already past four a.m, and she hoped that Fornax was sleeping soundly after the recent events.

At hanggang sa makatulog siya ay yun ang nasa isip niya.

Pasado alas otso na ng umaga siya nagising. Kinapa niya ang kabilang parte ng kama at hindi niya magawang maramdaman ang kanyang anak.

"Cree?" Tinawag niya ito. Nang walang sumagot ay marahan niyang binuka ang kanyang mga mata.

Sunlight streamed through the window, gently illuminating her face. Amira could sense the sun's comforting warmth.

Tuluyan na talagang nalusaw ang bagyo kahapon.

"Cree?" Patuloy niyang sinampit ang pangalan nito. Nang hindi talaga sumasagot ang anak ay napilitan siyang bumaba sa sala kahit medyo masakit ang ulo niya at syempre ang pagitan ng kanyang mga hita.

She doesn't want to recollect the events from last night. It was a complete humiliation!

"Morning, sunshine." Si Fornax kaagad ang bumungad sa kanya pagdating niya sa sala. "About last night—"

"I'd rather not discuss it, Fornax." Pinutol niya sa pagsasalita ang lalaki. Amira's cheeks felt quite warm, and she suspected she might be blushing a bit. "It's a common occurrence among adults," she remarked.

Fornax nodded with some discomfort. "I suppose you're right."

"Did you catch a glimpse of Cree?" inquired Amira. Every morning, she had become accustomed to encountering her son's visage, exchanging morning greetings, and being enveloped in an abundance of adorable charm.