LANGUAGE USED: ENGLISH Storm Lyn was dazzled by the word "Infatuation" that's why she doesn't know the genuine and perfect meaning of Love Because in our generation, No one's not wise enough to know the real and true meaning of it Because we are just depending it from the books we've read and from the movies we've watched. So let's find out together her journey, in Knowing what Love is. Will she be able to differentiate Infatuation from Love? Or will she just continue Knowing what Love is for the rest of her life? ⚠️🚫 Contains mature themes and suggestive language in a way

LANGUAGE USED: ENGLISH/FILIPINO "I cannot give what I do not have Believe me when I say I wanted to ask you to be mine from the day you entered my life. I just couldn't bring myself to do it because I was hurting. You deserve better so I wanted to get better" "Where have you been? I waited for hours," he pouted, and I playfully pinched his cheek. "Breakfast is ready," I smiled. "Lay beside me. Let me sleep for a while, then wake me up. I don't like waking up without you," he commanded. He's crazy He's used to waking up because I usually wake him to eat. "Bossy." "I can't believe I fell in love with an old pig," I mumbled, making him wrap his arms around my waist tightly "I know you don't date boys. You're into individuals like me," he said smugly, a touch of irritation in his voice. It made me laugh. "By the way, just because I said I love you doesn't mean I'm yours already," I rolled my eyes at him. Plagiarism is a crime

LANGUAGE USED: ENGLISH "I cannot give what I do not have Believe me when I say I wanted to ask you to be mine from the day you entered my life. I just couldn't bring myself to do it because I was hurting. You deserve better so I wanted to get better" "Where have you been? I waited for hours," he pouted, and I playfully pinched his cheek. "Breakfast is ready," I smiled. "Lay beside me. Let me sleep for a while, then wake me up. I don't like waking up without you," he commanded. He's crazy He's used to waking up because I usually wake him to eat. "Bossy." "I can't believe I fell in love with an old pig," I mumbled, making him wrap his arms around my waist tightly "I know you don't date boys. You're into individuals like me," he said smugly, a touch of irritation in his voice. It made me laugh. "By the way, just because I said I love you doesn't mean I'm yours already," I rolled my eyes at him. Plagiarism is a crime

LANGUAGE USED: ENGLISH/FILIPINO "Mahal mo ako" taas noong sabi ko habang nakatitig sa mata niya "You're wrong Hazey, it's your body that I missed" "It's not just my body that you missed, it's me" I pointed out I can feel it, he loves me, he still loves me Pero bakit parang ayaw niya akong balikan? ⚠️🚫 Contains mature themes and suggestive language in a way

LANGUAGE USED: FILIPINO In the dimly lit room, our entangled bodies danced a silent ballet, each movement a brushstroke of desire against the canvas of our souls. His form eclipsed mine, a silhouette of passion against the moonlit backdrop. With a delicate urgency, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, the world outside melting away as our lips became the ink to a passionate script. Our kiss was a symphony of longing, my tongue an explorer of uncharted territories within the cavern of his mouth. I have never felt this desire before. My fingers, like artists' brushes, caressed the locks of his hair, each strand a testament to the electric connection between us. A crescendo of sensations coursed through my body, an ache to explore his essence. My fingertips itched to trace every contour, to map the geography of his skin with tactile poetry. His breath, warm against my ear, echoed the heartbeat of a tempestuous sonnet. With every whispered caress, he navigated from my lips to the uncharted coastline of my neck, his lips a mariner mapping sensations previously unknown. The sensation, unfamiliar yet intoxicating, painted an abstract masterpiece across my consciousness. In that timeless moment, we were not just lovers but artists, our bodies the mediums through which we painted an ode to desire, consent, and the symphony of affection. (Contains Mature Contents)

LANGUAGE USED: ENGLISH In the dimly lit room, our entangled bodies danced a silent ballet, each movement a brushstroke of desire against the canvas of our souls. His form eclipsed mine, a silhouette of passion against the moonlit backdrop. With a delicate urgency, I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer, the world outside melting away as our lips became the ink to a passionate script. Our kiss was a symphony of longing, my tongue an explorer of uncharted territories within the cavern of his mouth. I have never felt this desire before. My fingers, like artists' brushes, caressed the locks of his hair, each strand a testament to the electric connection between us. A crescendo of sensations coursed through my body, an ache to explore his essence. My fingertips itched to trace every contour, to map the geography of his skin with tactile poetry. His breath, warm against my ear, echoed the heartbeat of a tempestuous sonnet. With every whispered caress, he navigated from my lips to the uncharted coastline of my neck, his lips a mariner mapping sensations previously unknown. The sensation, unfamiliar yet intoxicating, painted an abstract masterpiece across my consciousness. In that timeless moment, we were not just lovers but artists, our bodies the mediums through which we painted an ode to desire, consent, and the symphony of affection. (Contains Mature Contents)

LANGUAGE USED: ENGLISH/FILIPINO When Happy opened her eyes, she was surprised to see Daemon looking at her. "Hi," she greeted him, not minding if he would ignore her. In a blink of an eye, Happy found herself enveloped in Daemon's arms. Being in his embrace made her feel incredibly safe. She hugged him back, causing him to freeze in response. "Who hurt you" Happy whispered in pain The two remained still, locked in an embrace, as if they had known each other for years. Happy released herself from the embrace and squinted at Daemon. "You're not Daemon," she pointed out. "Who are you?" "I am Daemon" he smirked then grabbed her waist "Why are you not pushing me?" Daemon asked, his arms still enveloped around her waist "What?" Happy asked innocently "You've never been touched by a man before" realization hit him Daemon apologized and removed his hands from her "It's fine" Happy smiled "It's not, I didn't ask for consent" "Join me" Daemon asked He's in the jacuzzi so she decided to stand up and give him a glass of champagne, not wanting to join him "Are you really not gonna join me?" he raised his brows and decided to look at her "Oh come on Steel" Did he just call her by her last name? Happy pouted and decided to remove her cardigan "This is for pangtulog" (This is for sleeping) "You should've brought that bottle here" "I'll go get it" Happy decided to stand up and get the bottle of champagne Daemon couldn't help but gaze at her wet body, draped in silk, for the first time. "Stop staring," Happy said but there's no hint of irritation in her voice "You're not upset?" Daemon asked "Why?" she asked softly after she put the bottle on the coping "Are you looking at me with lust? If so that's your problem" "I am not" Daemon chuckled "In your presence, I discover a sense of tranquility," he confessed

LANGUAGE USED: ENGLISH When Happy opened her eyes, she was surprised to see Daemon looking at her. "Hi," she greeted him, not minding if he would ignore her. In a blink of an eye, Happy found herself enveloped in Daemon's arms. Being in his embrace made her feel incredibly safe. She hugged him back, causing him to freeze in response. "Who hurt you" Happy whispered in pain The two remained still, locked in an embrace, as if they had known each other for years. Happy released herself from the embrace and squinted at Daemon. "You're not Daemon," she pointed out. "Who are you?" "I am Daemon" he smirked then grabbed her waist "Why are you not pushing me?" Daemon asked, his arms still enveloped around her waist "What?" Happy asked innocently "You've never been touched by a man before" realization hit him Daemon apologized and removed his hands from her "It's fine" Happy smiled "It's not, I didn't ask for consent" "Join me" Daemon asked He's in the jacuzzi so she decided to stand up and give him a glass of champagne, not wanting to join him "Are you really not gonna join me?" he raised his brows and decided to look at her "Oh come on Steel" Did he just call her by her last name? Happy pouted and decided to remove her cardigan "This is for pangtulog" (This is for sleeping) "You should've brought that bottle here" "I'll go get it" Happy decided to stand up and get the bottle of champagne Daemon couldn't help but gaze at her wet body, draped in silk, for the first time. "Stop staring," Happy said but there's no hint of irritation in her voice "You're not upset?" Daemon asked "Why?" she asked softly after she put the bottle on the coping "Are you looking at me with lust? If so that's your problem" "I am not" Daemon chuckled "In your presence, I discover a sense of tranquility," he confessed