"How can you tell me you never wanted it when you can't deny that you loved every second of it, my love? Shyne, no one will ever make you feel the way I do, and I'll spend every moment proving it. Not even time and death can separate us." Shyne De Leon runs away from her past and her ex-lover by using her family's power and influence to start a new life far away from her hometown. The memories and promises that her ex has given her made running away more difficult. A few years have passed, and the guilt of what she left behind started to haunt her. Her ex Rian Batista and their past rendezvous began to appear in her dreams more frequently. The dreams became darker, and Shyne started to have ghostly hallucinations of the man she had left. When the torture of her dreams became too much, her family's money and influence could no longer save her from her own past and mind. As the untold past starts to unfold, will she kiss the truth and embrace her past? Or will she wallow in regret and enter her ex-lover's offered damnation?
"One more drink. Come on, you can't be that weak." I said to my friend as I downed another shot of alcohol from my own glass. "I'll drink that if you say pass, but I'd call you weak for the rest of the year." I watched my friend sway out of drunkenness.
"You know your father would shoot you dead on the spot if he sees you drunk, Shyne. He'll never forgive his perfect daughter if he finds her messing around with us." My classmate said as he slyly tried to grope one of my best friends, who was a little too drunk for my liking.
"Keep your hands to yourself, KP. I'll break that faster than you can drink that shot." I said in a playful yet warning tone. He reluctantly removed his hand from my friend's thigh and fixed his own school uniform.
We finished drinking just enough to make us tipsy but not yet drunk enough to pass out. We still had exams in an hour, and we had to make sure we were presentable enough to not get caught. Going to school and taking exams drunk for me was easy. The problem was making sure my stupid friends didn't make it obvious. They had peas for brains whenever they were intoxicated.
I finished the test as fast as I could to go straight to my boyfriend's house. I didn't love the guy, but he was a good trial run to try all the firsts I wanted. I didn't want to show him to anyone because he was definitely NOT my type.
Being with Rian was stupid, but I'd rather be foolish and free than be stuck at home with people who don't understand me. All the money and awards will never be enough for me. I was looking for love, a home, and a place where I could be myself.
I knew wild activities were not what I would consider as my authentic self either. However, I dug my own grave in this pretend life I'm living, and I have no way out.
"What are you thinking?" Rian says as he covers me with the blanket. "You're looking into space again. Don't tell me you're too drunk to even feel anything." He said playfully while hugging me.
"You look like a psychopath with that mustache, so I guess that's distracting me," I said as I playfully hugged him back. "But no worries, hon, I won't call the cops on you for looking like a psychopath. I'd be in trouble too 'cause they'll see me with you." We just laughed and enjoyed ourselves for a few hours until I was decent enough to go home.
A few hours after I arrived at my house, my mom called me into the living room. Usually, I'd only be slightly nervous; however, my mom's eyes showed me otherwise. She is looking at me as if I was a walking disappointment, and the tears on the corner of her eyes added to the face of anger and disappointment that she was wearing plainly.
"Why were you seen by your aunt walking with an unknown guy in the middle of a small village a few kilometers from school?" She asked coldly. "How did you get there without anyone knowing, and who is that person?"
"He's my boyfriend, mom," I replied carefully. "I just visited him, and we're not doing anything wrong. Just leave it alone." I said and ignored her stares as I sat on the couch.
"I hired an investigator. He's an addict, a delinquent, and he didn't even finish his studies because he's wild and they can't afford his studies. Now, I want you to cut every communication with him and leave him. You are a De Leon, and your name as well as your father's name will be put to shame if you don't stop this." My mother ranted for an hour, and all I could do was nod.
My mind raised a hundred scenarios in a minute and planned out what I should do as soon as my mother allowed me to go back to my room. I was thankful for the perfect posture that I was trained to have, no matter the situation. If my family found out about Rian, I was positive that they would later find out about all of the crazy things that I was doing. An entire investigation could happen just to do a background check on my friends. If my father found out, the head of the clan would surely do everything in his power to polish the identity that I have tainted. Freedom was not an option as the eldest child of the boss of the De Leon clan.
"I can hire a killer to just shoot that boy, but I won't. But, it would be a waste of our family's money, and I don't want my uniform as a police officer to be tainted with his blood." My mother continued and said in disgust. "I'm giving you one last chance to get that boy out of your system before I take matters into my own hands." She looked me dead in the eyes. "Do not disappoint us, young lady. Never throw your future away for some bastard who has no future."
Leaving Rian isn't that bad, and honestly, I would gladly do it now that I have no choice. However, the bad thing is if my parents figure out that I haven't had my menstruation for nearly four or three months. I didn't even tell Rian I was having this problem. If I get pregnant at the age of twenty by a twenty-four-year-old out-of-school addict, then I'd be disowned for sure.
I left the room and went straight to my room, crying silently. I called because I had no idea how to get out of this mess for the first time in my life without getting busted. This is bad. The family can't know about this, or else both Rian and I would be dead meat. LITERALLY.
Chapter 1 PROLOGUE
09/11/2021
Chapter 2 Forcefully Yours
09/11/2021
Chapter 3 VISITATIONS
09/11/2021
Chapter 4 DELETED FUTURE
09/11/2021
Chapter 5 LIAR'S LETTERS
09/11/2021
Chapter 6 WALKING DISAPPOINTMENT
10/11/2021
Chapter 7 BEDSHEET PROMISES
10/11/2021
Chapter 8 WASTED CHANCES
10/11/2021
Chapter 9 HIS ESCAPE AND HER PRISON
10/11/2021
Chapter 10 KISSES, VOICES, AND PROMISES
10/11/2021
Chapter 11 BRAIDED NECKLACE
18/11/2021
Chapter 12 TALKING TO HER DEMONS
19/11/2021
Chapter 13 RELIVING HIS TOUCH
20/11/2021
Chapter 14 WHAT IFS AND WHY NOTS
21/11/2021
Chapter 15 GUILTY AS CHARGED
22/11/2021
Chapter 16 FAMILY
23/11/2021
Chapter 17 DEAD CONFESSIONS
24/11/2021
Chapter 18 VICTIMIZING
25/11/2021
Chapter 19 PERFECT DAY, PERFECT DRAMA
26/11/2021
Chapter 20 HEAT OF THE OLD FLAME
27/11/2021
Chapter 21 ANOTHER STORM
10/12/2021
Chapter 22 HONESTY IS THE POLICY
11/12/2021
Chapter 23 HUGS AND SHADOWS
21/12/2021
Chapter 24 UNWANTED EMBRACE
24/12/2021
Chapter 25 DE LEON'S DELUSIONAL HEIRESS
26/12/2021
Chapter 26 HEIRESS' ESCAPE
30/12/2021
Chapter 27 HEIRESS' BABY
03/01/2022
Chapter 28 UNWANTED EVIDENCES
06/01/2022
Chapter 29 TWIN DEMONS
07/01/2022
Chapter 30 MY HOLOGRAPHIC ANGEL
12/01/2022
Chapter 31 WRONG TURN
13/01/2022
Chapter 32 NEW LOVE
15/01/2022
Chapter 33 PRESSURES
18/01/2022
Chapter 34 EYES OF THE PAST
24/01/2022
Chapter 35 LICKING YOUR WOUNDS
24/01/2022
Chapter 36 CARDS OF LIFE
01/02/2022
Chapter 37 MAMA
22/02/2022
Chapter 38 BOOK OF HOPE
01/03/2022
Chapter 39 ROPE ABOVE HELL
22/03/2022
Chapter 40 PANDORA'S HOPE
04/04/2022
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