Avah Chen is my name and hating is my game. Loved by no one, hated by everyone. Half-Chinese. Pure-Maldita.

“More! More!” I beg. My body craves this like a drug addict in withdrawal. I try to raise my bare hips to meet him, but the ropes dig into my flesh, rubbing and tearing the skin. “I don’t think you can handle more,” Thomas says. I whimper. “Please, Sir. Please give me more.” “That’s it, baby, beg for me,” he answers in a low voice, his fingers teasing my entrance and making me even wetter. “Please, Sir! Please give it to me!” “How much do you need it?” he draws this out. He slips one finger into me and I moan. He slowly moves it and I try to make him go faster, thrusting my hips to meet his hand. His other arm pins me down, restraining my movements. “How much do you need it?” he repeats, sliding a second finger in. “VERY!” I cry out. A third finger enters and he starts to move them faster. “Tell me how you want me to give it,” he growls. “GIVE IT TO ME ROUGH!” I holler.

Ilang beses ba nating tinanong ang sarili natin kung mapapansin ba tayo ng mga taong mahal natin? Ilang beses ka ba magtatanong sa buong buhay mo? At ano sa tingin mo ang magiging sagot? "Mapapansin kaya ako? Ang pag-ibig ko? Ang katauhan ko? Mapapansin Kaya?" Paano kung hindi? Paano kung oo? Magkaiba ba ang gagawin mong desisyon o pareho lang? Mag-iiba ba ang pananaw mo o magpapatuloy ka lang sa kung anong alam mong constant? Umaatikabong fame laban sa umaatikabong pag-ibig.

It started at a party. Not one of those adolescent parties where all the kids get drunk and make cliché mistakes. Although mistakes, I did make. But No. This was a sophisticated party, held by the towns richest, most incredibly attractive family. A party I wasn't invited to. Yet, I guess gate crashing it wasn't the best idea... Being locked into a room for three hours, was not how I would have chosen to spend my saturday night. Especially if said room belonged to hands down, the most beautiful man I had ever seen. Jex Landon. The boy every girl wants to be with, and who every guy wants to be. And he then claims I'm his... mate? ...Either he's on drugs, or my life has gotten a whole lot more complicated!