His Unwanted Wife

Chapter 18

"Happy 20th birthday, Nette!" her friends cheered, their voices ringing in unison.

"Thank you," she responded with a smile, grateful for her college friends. After a few minutes, she could hear them chanting, "Another shot!"

A strange warmth spread down her throat. Hindi na bago sa kanya ang lasa ng alak, pero this was the first time she tried hard liquor.

Her vision started to blur, and the bar's colored lights only added to the dizzying effect.

Dala na siguro ng tama ng alak, she found herself swaying at the center of the dance floor, moving to the rhythm of the music. She didn't care about the crowd watching her. It's her birthday; she deserved to enjoy the night.

With no shame, she gyrated her hips, running her hands sensually down her body. Hindi niya alam kung dala ba ito ng alak, but the one thing she knew for sure—she loved the attention.

 Wala siyang hiya. Why would she be embarrassed? She knew she was beautiful, looking stunning tonight in her black glittering tube top and a red fitted skirt.

Kahit malabo na ang kanyang paningin, she could see a group of girls approaching her. She couldn't see them clearly, but their laughter and giggles were unmistakable.

Her body was heating up, a foreign sensation engulfing her. It was intoxicating, and she wanted more—more of the thrill, more of whatever it was she was feeling.

Before she knew it, someone was dragging her into a room. Unlike the vibrant atmosphere of the bar, the space was stark white, with a bed in the center.

Ibinagsak niya ang sarili sa kama. Is this a room reserved for her? She shrugged off the thought.

Her body burned hotter, and without hesitation, she stripped off her clothes, leaving only her undergarments.

Panic struck when the bathroom door creaked open. A man stepped out. His face was blurry, but his body was more than enough to overwhelm her senses.

"Nananaginip ba ako?" she wondered.

"I don't know you, but I'm sure you're a slut, so I'm sorry for this," he growled, before attacking her lips with fierce aggression. She struggled, trying to resist, but her body... her body was responding to his touch.

He paused for a moment, as if thinking. His breathing was heavy as he stared down at her.

"Do you want this?" he asked, his voice surprisingly soft amidst the heat of the moment. "Kasi... I won't do it if you don't."

For a split second, her mind fought to catch up. She was dizzy from the alcohol, from the heat of his body pressing against hers. A small voice inside her said to stop, to leave, but her body had already made the decision for her.

"Yes," she breathed out, barely a whisper. "I want this."