When secret agent McLaren Lane starts dreaming about a little girl, buried memories from his past resurface--a past shockingly intertwined with Celine Villarica, his friend with benefits. He realizes that everyone has secrets like him--it's just a matter of finding out what they are. *** McLaren has learned to live with the lies he was told growing up. He was close with his family, he has a good job he enjoyed, and he liked the company of his friend with benefits, Celine. But when a little girl starts haunting his dreams, turning them into beautiful nightmares, McLaren is determined to find out the truth behind his vague childhood. But secrets come with a price--Celine is also hiding something from him. Out of respect for each other's privacy, McLaren never pushes Celine to share with him and vice versa, but when love is added to the mix and the past starts to catch up to them, they realize that their lives are more connected than they thought. Can they trust each other enough with their memories, or are secrets really meant to be kept--and buried? DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish. COVER DESIGN: Regina Dionela

Warning: Mature Content "Don't... please stop." She shut her eyes tight as thick set of tears roll down her porcelain cheeks. She even bit her lip to refrain herself from sobbing. While he... he just ignored her pleas and continued caressing her inner thighs as he slowly push her both legs up, exposing her hidden gem. "It's a no, Farrah. You can't change my mind." Her lips trembled with his stern, authoritative voice. "H-Hindi ba pinag-usapan na natin 'to? A-Alam nating hindi tayo magtatagal. A-Alam nating sa umpisa pa lang ay mali na lahat ng-" she was cut off from her statements when she felt his hot breath fanning her womanhood. "I know... and I'm sorry." His voice was hoarse as he parted her legs wider, giving him more access to her sex. "But I don't know how to stop anymore..." And the next thing she knew, his warm, wet tongue already dipped over her aching flesh. She gasped as he lashed his tongue deep between the lips of her cunt before running it through her slit, slowly going up to catch her sensitive clit inside his mouth to suck it slowly, but hardly. She called his name, she meant it to be a protest, but just as what he expected, it came out as a moan.

Played by Fate's second book.

Eliza Velasquez is beyond belief to have Khairro Sanford - the man she once loved but has grown to hate - as her bodyguard. With them forced to spend more time together, can Eliza bury the feelings resurfacing in her heart? Or is there no choice but to surrender and fall the second time around? ****** Chief of Police Khairro Sanford is the epitome of perfection - as a handsome and rich gentleman, he technically has no worries to think of. However, his almost perfect life is rattled when he becomes the bodyguard of Eliza Velasquez, a girl who hates him to the core. Everything should have been strictly professional, but she's savage, confident, and independent... and Khairro's starting to like and hate her at the same time. With the undeniable attraction between them, can Khairro stop himself from falling for the girl who is off limits to him? Or will Eliza be a risk he's willing to take even if she will cost him his life? Disclaimer: This story is written in Taglish. CONTENT WARNING: This story has mature scenes which are not suitable for young readers. Cover Design by Rayne Mariano