EP 4: Drunk-Dazed

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Imelda lay in her bed, the events of the evening replaying in her mind. Her encounter with Ferdinand, the enigmatic and terrifying Prince of Ilocos Norte who also known as Professor Castillo, had left her shaken and intrigued. As sleep finally claimed her, her dreams became vivid and intense.

In the depths of her slumber, Imelda found herself standing in a grand, candlelit hall, draped in rich tapestries and filled with the scent of jasmine and sandalwood. She wore a flowing gown of crimson silk that clung to her curves, accentuating every movement.

She turned, and there he was—Ferdinand, dressed in an elegant, dark suit that contrasted starkly with his pale skin and piercing eyes. His presence was magnetic, drawing her towards him with an invisible force. He approached her slowly, his eyes never leaving hers, and she felt a surge of both fear and desire.

"Imelda," he whispered, his voice a seductive caress, "I've been waiting for you."

Without a word, he reached out, his fingers brushing against her cheek, sending a shiver down her spine. His touch was cool, yet it ignited a fire within her. She felt herself melting into his embrace as he pulled her closer, their bodies pressing together in a dance of forbidden longing.

He leaned in, his lips grazing her ear. "Do you desire me, Sweetheart?"

A soft gasp escaped her lips as his hands roamed her body, igniting sensations she had never felt before. She nodded, unable to find her voice, her body betraying her innermost desires.

Ferdinand's lips trailed down her neck, planting soft, lingering kisses that made her heart race. He moved lower, his mouth exploring the curves of her body, until he reached the hem of her gown. With a swift motion, he lifted it, revealing her bare skin to the cool air.

Imelda's breath hitched as Ferdinand knelt before her, his eyes dark with lust. He kissed the inside of her thigh, his tongue teasing her skin, inching closer to her most intimate place. She could hardly think, her mind clouded with a haze of pleasure and anticipation.

When his tongue finally made contact, she cried out, her hands gripping his shoulders for support. He moved with a masterful rhythm, his tongue exploring and teasing, driving her to the edge of ecstasy. The sensations were overwhelming, and she felt herself teetering on the brink of an explosive climax.

"Ferdinand..." she moaned, her voice a desperate plea.

With one final, skillful movement, he sent her over the edge. Waves of pleasure crashed over her, her body trembling in the throes of her orgasm. She clung to him, her breathing ragged, as the last remnants of her dream faded away.



Imelda's Point of View 

Nagising na lang ako bigla nang tumama na ang sinag ng araw sakin, habol hininga ako ngayon dahil sa matinding panaginip ko kagabi. 

Jusko! kakaisip ko yata sa kaniya kagabi! bwisit nagpakita ba naman sa harap ng gate tas ganun ang itsura?! Nakakaloka talaga! 

Kaagad na ako bumangon sa aking higaan at nagsimula na mag ayos ng aking sarili sapagkat ay mag tratrabaho pa ako sa university. Dumeretso na agad ako sa banyo at naglinis na. 

Habang naliligo, hindi ko matanggal sa isipan ko ang mga natuklasan ko sa library, his past..his family history and everything about him.... even his freaking features na apaka pogi jusko po! Bakit ba siya pinanganak?! 

(Theo: Ma kalmahan lang kasi!) 

Pero ang pinaka agaw pansin talaga ung pangil niya sa tuwing ngumingiti siya saken, pati din ung mahaba niyang kuko. Sa totoo lang bagay naman sa kaniya dagdag pogi points.. 

Ay jusko Meldy! Huwag mong isipin un! Dracula siya! Dracula siya! He is a beast, monster and a fucking Prince! 

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