Mr. Bad Boy's Bride

Inspired akong gumawa ng pang rated SPG dahil kay Ate Jen/ misswitty. Siya idol ko pagdating sa mga ganito. <3

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PROLOGUE:

Sabi nila, “If things are falling apart, then maybe they are just falling into their rightful places.” Pero bakit ganoon? Parang hindi naman yata applicable sa akin yan.

Everything was perfect in my life. And when he came, he made my life miserable and devastating. I’ll never be the same again. He broke everything about me- my soul, my body, and even my heart.

I fell in love with him, but he would never love me back.

I am his wife. Everything about me is his, yet he will never be mine.

Kuntento na ako sa pagtingin sa kanya sa malayo. Kahit masakit makita siyang masaya sa ibang babae, masaya na ako. Oo, may kabit siya. At halata namang mahal niya yun. Lagi ko na nga lang sinasabi sa sarili ko na at least ako yung asawa. Pero alam kong walang silbi iyon. Isa lamang sa mga pantasya ko. Hanggang sa papel na lang naman niya ako asawa eh. Sa akin nga siya umuuwi sa gabi, ngunit sa kabit niya siya buong araw.

Masakit makita ang lalaking dapat nagmamahal sayo ay may ibang babaeng pinagmamalaki sa buong mundo. Masakit na may iba siyang babaeng ipinagtatanggol. Masakit na may babae siyang ipinapakilala sa mga taong nakapalibot sa kanya. Masakit lalo na at hindi ako ang babaeng iyon.

Masakit na ako na siyang asawa niya ay hindi kinikilala, kundi yung babae niya.

Kung sabagay, pilit lang naman ang kasal namin. Isa iyong pagkakamali na dapat noon pa ay inagapan ko na.

Pero ayako na. Suko na ako.

May limitasyon rin naman ako. Mayroon ding hangganan ang isang tulad ko. Nakakasawa na kasing masaktan. Tama na sa akin na minsan ay tinawag at kinilala din ako bilang “Mr. Bad Boy’s Bride”. Kahit ng iilan lamang. Sapat na sa akin iyon.

  

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I love my life. I have everything I could wish for. My friends are loyal and supportive. My family is very loving. And my boyfriend is very much into me. I love them all and I know they love me back.

My life is already on track. I know where I wanna be someday. I’m a consistent dean’s lister and a part of the cheer squad. What more can I wish for, right?

My life is oh-so-perfect.

"Hey, hon!" I smile as my boyfriend of two awesome years, Cade, walks to me and hands me my frap. I kiss him on the cheeks to say my thanks. 

"I know you're gonna miss me and all, but I really have to run. My mom has this ridiculous idea of having a dinner-slash-emergency family meeting. So, bye! Call 'ya later!" I kiss him, but now, it's on the lips, then run to my convertible and speed off, but not without sending him a flying kiss first.

Okay, so I'm a sweet loving girlfriend. Not a crime, right?

Anyway, it's only 6:56 pm. I still have four minutes to go inside the house and announce my arrival. (Coming late at family dinner is against my family's commandments.)

I go to the dining room and I'm pretty much in shock to see the one face I hate in this whole entire universe- Mr. Bellisario. He's a balding man in his 50's but he still annoys the hell out of me. I mean I'm already nineteen and I only met the guy for three times (when I was nine, twelve, and sixteen), but I hate him. I absolutely hate him. I hate him for always trying to convince my parents to obey the contract written by my great great grandfather and his business rival to settle their differences.

You see, it's all about the first born daughter in the family of Villabela and one of the boys of the Bellisarios. It's an effin' arrange marriage, for Chrissakes. Who does that nowadays, huh?

Unfortunately for me, I'm the first born daughter since my great great grandfather's generation. Sucks, right? But I can't let that piece of sheet to dictate who I'm going to spend my life with! Besides, I have a loving boyfriend whom, in my honest opinion, is much, much, much, better than those piles of Bellisario bad boys.

But enough of that. Just thinking about it makes me wanna puke all these food I'm stuffing in my mouth.  I'm just gonna keep on eating here and watch my parents, particularly my mom (who likes Cade for me), battle with Mr. Bellisario for me.

Please, let there be no arrange marriage or whatsoever waiting for me. Please! *cross fingers!*