Livv's POV
The pain in my lower region made me groan as I opened my eyes. Last night's encounter really drained all my energy. Just trying to think back about its details made my blood rushed to my face. All those sexcapades I had were worth it. The things that I would do to earn the approval of this beautiful woman are without bounds. If I listened to Mama Tori and remained a virgin until I get married, Kai might really divorce me after finding out how inexperienced I am in bed.
I smiled when I heard her soft snore. I would really throw a fit kung nauna siyang nagising after all the things that she did to me last night. I'll be lying if I say that Hanz was able to teach me everything to prepare me for this night with my wife. Kai got a lot of tricks on her sleeves that I can't even comprehend, much less explain. I thought she will let me rest after our fourth orgasm because at that point, I can already feel my body crying for sleep. But Kai was a monster in bed. She was not rough, neither was she gentle. I can't put all the blame on her because my body consented to her touches, voluntarily responded even.
Kai was my first, but she did not know that. I was the one who left her after our first night together when we were teenagers. I got scared because Mama Tori is very strict with her rules. Rule number one: no sex before marriage. If rule number one is not possible, proceed to rule number two. Rule number two: no sex before reaching the age of eighteen. I broke those rules for Kai. I was laughing at her when years later, she confessed about hating the person who took away her v-card. She even swore to make that person go limp, if possible. I will never tell her that it was me, just like how she forgot about me.
She piqued my interest at first sight. I like her since we were kids, but she never paid me any attention. She never spared me a glance. She never talked to anyone whenever her mother brought her to our place. Until one day, she was the one who initiated our conversation. We met in high school because we attended the same boarding school in Switzerland. We secretly became a couple because she did not want anyone to know about us. Initially, I didn't agree with her because I saw no reason to hide. But then, she used Mama Tori's rules about us not being allowed to be in a relationship until we reached the age of majority. That is rule number three: no romantic relationship with anyone before eighteen years of age.
Soon, I found out that it was all just lies. She was actually sleeping around with all the hot girls in the campus. It was a boarding school in Switzerland and being a virgin was a big deal in a bad way. Rumors had spread that she did not like virgins because they get clingy and sappy after their v-card got taken away. Accordingly, she found it fun to play with them for a while, but they hate them in bed. Her reason was because they are lazy and boring and could never keep up with her.
I hated her for that. Why did she not just say it to my face? I can take those insults. I can do something to improve myself. I refused to talk to her even after she graduated. I spent another year in Switzerland without her. The next time I met her was when I was in Dubai. She was in a hurry to catch her flight that she even dropped her passport.
What a mindless idiot.
I just happened to be unlucky that day. I had to fly commercial because Taylor, my very stupid brother who always finds ways to annoy the hell out of me, used my private jet. I can't afford to be delayed from going home because it was Tate's death anniversary. He was my Mommy Sky's dog whom I grew up with.
Just when I was about to look for her, I heard a loud crash. My eyes could not believe what I saw next. There she was, lying on the pavement with blood oozing from her body. I have never been so scared in my entire life. Not even when my idiot friend in fourth grade crashed our car with me riding shotgun. I had to make a call. I ended up missing my flight just to make sure she was still alive.
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Flawed (5th)
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