
紹介
チャプター 1
-=Yesha's Point of View=-
"Are you breaking up with me?" I questioned.
After hearing what Brix had to say, my voice began to tremble.
His exact words were cool off, which is a gentler way of saying that we should break up, split, or do anything else people use when they don't want to be with their partner.
After our conversation, he just left me here in this park alone, crying my heart out.
I didn't care about the sympathy and curious looks I was getting from those around me; they could gossip about my misery all they wanted!
Why should I care what they think or say when there is so much sorrow in my heart?
To be honest, I was expecting this breakup for a long time, and I know why Brix decided to end things with me: I couldn't surrender myself to him.
I can't bring myself to agree to have sex with him. I'm not sure why I can't give myself to him or any of my previous boyfriends.
I was anticipating him leaving me after being in a relationship for a long time, and I still couldn't find the determination to agree to his demand.
Still, I was hoping that he would be different from the other guys, but I guess I was wrong.
I'm not sure how long I remained in that park, lamenting over my separation from Brix, but after calming down, I decided to leave and go straight home; there was nothing I could do; Brix wasn't going to come back and repent for what he just said.
When I got home, I tried to focus on other things so I wouldn't think about Brix, but no matter what I did, I found myself spacing out and thinking about my failed relationship.
At this point, we've been dating for over a year. We were set to celebrate our first anniversary as a couple in June, but he dumped me just weeks before it was meant to happen.
"God! HELP! I don't know what I should do." I cried in a loud voice.
"Shut your pie hole!" Someone yelled from the first floor of our house.
Oh, that is my mom, by the way.
By the way, my name is Ayesha Santillan, but my friends and colleagues call me Yesha.
I am half-Filipina, half-British, and 22 years old, so I appear slightly different from a typical Filipina.
I have brown hair that is an inch longer than my shoulders and hazel brown eyes with long eyelashes, which some say are my most attractive feature. I have a straight nose, which gives me the appearance of being snobbish, and kissable red lips that don't need lipstick.
I'm 5'7 tall, and people kept telling me that I could be a model or a beauty queen if I wanted to, but that's not how I roll.
I'm merely a simple, innocent girl from the Philippines who dislikes being in the spotlight.
Forget about my father if you're going to ask of me; I haven't seen or heard from him.
The bastard, according to my mother, quickly returned to his country after getting my mom pregnant, neglecting all his responsibilities.
The jerk abandoned his child in the care of a poor and helpless woman, allowing her to endure the full weight of the responsibilities that both of them should be carrying.
Fortunately, my mother is a fighter and was able to raise me on her own.
I'm still a virgin at 22 years old, having been in four... no, five failed relationships since Brix broke up with me for the same reason.
I'm not ready to have sex with them, or perhaps the reason why, is because of what happened to my mother, and I don't want to go through what she went through being a single mom.
I don't want to get pregnant out of wedlock and raise a child without a spouse on whom I can rely.
I know what it's like to grow up without a father, and I don't want my future child to go through what I went through.
My mom hasn't entertained any suitors and has just focused on me since I was born; even though I remember several men trying to charm her, I believe she was still waiting for my biological father to return as if it was going to happen.
To return to my problem, I still believe that a relationship may work even if there is no sex, but I guess I was mistaken because all of my boyfriends wanted to have that kind of interaction.
I suppose all guys are like that, and the only guys who don't want to have sex with their girlfriends are usually closeted gays who got into a relationship with a girl to conceal their true identity.
"Shit! I muttered quietly after failing terribly at not thinking about Brix.
So, instead of staying home and wallowing in self-pity around, I went to see my best friend Julia and asked if she'd want to go to the mall with me.
Julian and I have been friends since elementary school, and she is well-versed in the melancholy details of my life, from my loutish father to my failed romantic relationships.
In our second year of high school, when we were attending a public school close to our home, I realized our friendship would never be broken.
"Juls, I have something to tell you," I stated solemnly, as she was busy looking for cute guys.
"What do you want, Yesha? Can't you see I'm busy?" She asked, irritably without even looking at me.
I resolved to tell her the truth straight away to prevent me from backing out.
"Mark is hitting on me!" I hastily stated.
Her current boyfriend is Mark, the star player on the school's basketball team.
I finally caught her attention as she stared at me, bewilderment written all over her beautiful face.
I was contemplating whether or not to tell her about it, but I didn't want her to be in the dark, knowing full well that it wasn't only me who Mark tried to hit on, but there were other girls.
I had no idea how she would react. Will she be upset with me? Will she assume I'm just trying to separate them?
But before I could find out, she was already walking away; I assumed she was angry with me, only to discover she was walking toward Mark, who was walking in the opposite direction.
"Jul..."
Mark couldn't finish his remark as Julia slapped her hard, and before he could react, Julia ended her relationship with Mark.
When she returned, I was dumbfounded, and I didn't know what to say or how to react to what had unfolded.
Her face was flushed from the outrage she was feeling, but she managed to grin at me when she finally looked at me.
"Are you ok?" I asked in a worried tone.
"Of course! Why wouldn't I be? And thank you, Yesha, for being honest with me; I had noticed how he glanced at you when he thought I wasn't looking, and your confession confirmed my suspicion," she responded.
"Are you not upset with me because I ruined your relationship?" I asked, still a little skeptical.
"Oh, please! You didn't do anything wrong, so don't feel bad or worried about it, and you're actually helping me because I like someone else." in a humorous tone, she said.
And our friendship has grown stronger since then; we're no longer just best friends, but more like sisters from different mothers.
Let's go back to the source of my most recent pain.
I took a quick shower first, then rode my motorcycle to Julia's house after getting permission from my mother.
I'm still paying for this motorcycle; my mother was initially opposed to me having one since she felt it was inappropriate for a lady like me to ride such a vehicle. Nonetheless, I was eventually able to persuade her.
We live in a modern era where traditional norms do not bind women, and it is also more convenient to travel by motorcycle, especially when I need to get to work.
I'd been driving for ten minutes before arriving at Julia's house, which wasn't that far from home.
"Julia!" I yelled as I continued to pound on their front door.
After a few moments, the door finally opened, revealing Julia's father, uncle Gerry.
Because Julia and I are close, I opted to refer to his father as uncle Gerry, which he agreed to.
"Hello there, Uncle Gerry. Is Julia at home?" I asked, even though I was already aware that his daughter was at home.
"Yesha, good afternoon. Julia is upstairs, so go right ahead," he explained, and after letting me in, he returned to his favorite couch to read his newspaper.
After I thanked him, I went straight to Julia's room, which, as is characteristic of Julia, was a complete mess, as if the person occupying this room wasn't a girl at all.
Julia was deep asleep, wrapped in a blanket when I arrived. I'm not sure how she sleeps, especially in this heat.
"Juls, wake up," I whispered, gently shaking her arm, but she didn't budge, so I tried harder, asking her to accompany me to the mall.
"Yesha, go away! Please don't bother me! I've just returned from duty," I could see she was tired and sleepy when she replied, but I kept going.
"Juls, please, I need you," I begged, my voice shaking with sorrow.
I tried to hide it previously because I didn't want to make my mother worried about me, but now that I'm with Julia, I don't have to.
She abruptly lifted the blanket from her face, and I could tell how serious she was as I gazed into her eyes.
"So, did Brix break up with you already?" She inquired,
Finally, she rose up and hugged me after I nodded my head in response to her question.
The tears I held back finally poured freely from my eyes as I let the pain finally leave my chest.
She didn't interrupt me while I told her what had happened, and after comforting me that everything would be fine, she finally decided to accompany me to the mall.
It took her fifteen minutes to get ready, and then we rode my bike to the nearby mall.
We went to our favorite pizza parlor on the third floor of the mall because she hadn't had her meal yet.
"So, let me get this straight: that person broke up with you because you wouldn't agree to have sex with him?" She queried as she chewed her pizza.
"I suppose so; I can't accept that he couldn't understand that I wasn't ready yet," I said grumpily, my gaze fixed on my pizza.
Seeing Julia shake her head after hearing what I just said puzzled me.
"Did I say anything wrong?"
"I'd like to know why you're opposed to sex. Even though we're in the twenty-first century, I understand that some women still choose to keep their virginity before marriage. But I know you, and I'm guessing you're not one of them," she said,
"I don't want to be like my mom," I said, alluding to the fact that my mother raised me as a single parent.
"If that is what troubles you, there are other countermeasures you can take. You could ask that Brix wear a condom, or you could use birth control pills; if you like, I could give you some pills."
"Oh, my gosh! I had no idea you were using those!"
I was surprised to learn that she was using those contraceptives and even more surprised to learn that she had prior experience having sex.
"Pea's brain! Those are from the hospital, and I am still a virgin for the record," she replied as she flicked her fingertips across my brow.
"Does it mean I should give myself to Brix?" I asked, still a bit hesitant.
"It is entirely up to you, Yesha. It depends if you love him and if you're willing to surrender your V-card to him," she said.
"Of course, I love him! If I didn't love him, I wouldn't be shedding tears like this!" I stated.
I ignore a small voice in my head that tells me I didn't love Brix, and the only reason I'm hurt like this is my disappointment with having five failed relationships.
"Then why don't you get started?" She inquired, her gorgeous face contorted into an annoyed grimace as she looked at me.
Quickly, I got up and left, ignoring Julia's question about who would pay for our meal.
I proceeded to the parking lot where my bike was parked and rode it to Brix's condo apartment in Makati, where he lives.
When I got to the building, it was well past 8 p.m., and knowing Brix's routine, I was confident he had already gone home.
My heartbeat was beating so fast as I waited for the elevator to take me to the floor where his unit was located; I didn't realize I was clutching the paper bag so tightly due to my anxiety.
Inside the paper bag is a box of condoms I bought at a nearby drugstore.
I nearly died of shame while paying for the items, and even though I didn't get my change, I left the store right away.
Finally, I arrived at the 27th floor, exited the lift, and headed to his condo unit, 27-C.
I was about to knock when I realized I still had his spare key.
I used the spare key he gave me to get into the property; there was no one in the living room when I entered, so I assumed he was already in his room.
"Don't overthink, Yesha," I kept telling myself as I was about to change my mind; thankfully, I stuck to my decision to give him my virginity.
Slowly, very slowly. I approached Brix's room and opened the door, but the smile on my face disappeared as I saw what was inside.
I can't believe he just broke up with me a few hours ago and was already banging another girl!
I felt my hope and dreams vanish instantly, and all I wanted to do was to disappear.
Now I know that it was really over between us.
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#33 Final Chapter
最終更新: 1/7/2025#32 Chapter 31: A Promised of Forever
最終更新: 1/7/2025#31 Chapter 30: Is It Too Late
最終更新: 1/7/2025#30 Chapter 29: Wait in Vain
最終更新: 1/7/2025#29 Chapter 28: Unexpected Turned of Event
最終更新: 1/7/2025#28 Chapter 27: Scandal
最終更新: 1/7/2025#27 Special Chapter
最終更新: 1/7/2025#26 Chapter 26: Together Again
最終更新: 1/7/2025#25 Chapter 25: My Parents
最終更新: 1/7/2025#24 Chapter 24: The Bitch Half-Sister
最終更新: 1/7/2025
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裏切られた後に億万長者に甘やかされて
エミリーと億万長者の夫との結婚は契約結婚だった。彼女は努力して夫の愛を勝ち取りたいと願っていた。しかし、夫が妊婦を連れて現れた時、彼女は絶望した。家を追い出された後、路頭に迷うエミリーを謎の億万長者が拾い上げた。彼は一体誰なのか?なぜエミリーのことを知っていたのか?そしてさらに重要なことに、エミリーは妊娠していた。
捨てられた妻
自己発見の旅は、彼女をパリという活気溢れる街へと導いた。偶然の出会いを重ねるうちに、カリスマ的で自由奔放なアーティストと親しくなり、その人物は彼女が今まで知らなかった情熱と芸術と解放の世界へと導いてくれる存在となった。
物語は、臆病で見捨てられた妻から、自信に満ちた独立した女性への彼女の変貌を美しく描き出す。指導を受けながら、ロクサーヌは自身の芸術的才能を発見し、キャンバスを通じて感情や願望を表現することに心の安らぎを見出していく。
しかし、彼女の変貌の噂がロンドン社交界に届き、過去が彼女を追いかけてくる。ルシアンは自分の過ちの重大さに気付き、離れていった妻を取り戻すための旅に出る。物語は、捨て去った過去の生活と、今や大切なものとなった新しい自由の間で揺れ動く彼女の姿を予想外の展開で描いていく。
三年続いた結婚生活は離婚で幕を閉じる。街中の人々は、裕福な家の捨てられた妻と彼女を嘲笑った。六年後、彼女は双子を連れて帰国する。今度は人生を新たにし、世界的に有名な天才医師となっていた。数え切れないほどの男性たちが彼女に求婚するようになるが、ある日、娘が「パパが三日間ずっと膝をついて、ママと復縁したいってお願いしているの」と告げる。
溺愛は時に残酷で 〜大企業社長と口の利けない花嫁〜
ブサイクな男と結婚?ありえない
しかし、結婚後、その男は決して醜くなどなく、それどころか、ハンサムで魅力的で、しかも億万長者だったことが分かったのです!
憎しみから情熱的な愛へ
毎日が地獄のようです。夫は私に対して心理的な暴力を振るい、まるで玩具のように扱います。優しい言葉など一度も聞いたことがありません。
最初から全て計画されていたのでしょう。私との結婚も、ただの復讐劇の一幕に過ぎなかったのです。私の心も体も、彼の復讐の道具でしかありませんでした。
夜になると、その冷たい視線に怯えます。彼の足音が近づくたびに、体が震えてしまいます。逃げ出したい。でも、どこにも行き場所がないのです。
こんな結婚生活、誰にも想像できないでしょう。表向きは、私たちは理想の夫婦のように見えるかもしれません。でも実際は...私の魂は日に日に摩耗していくばかり。
これが私の現実。悪魔との結婚生活。終わりが見えない暗闇の中で、私はただ耐え続けるしかないのです。
億万長者アルファ契約恋人
私たちの関係は契約に過ぎなかった。彼の本当の愛する人が戻ってきたとき、もう私は必要とされなくなった。契約を破棄され、消えろと言われた。
五年という月日で、彼の凍てついた心も私に向けて溶けるのではないかと思っていた。なんて愚かだったのだろう。
荷物をまとめて、去ることにした。彼には告げずに......私には残り三ヶ月の命しかないということも。
午後七時、グリフォン騎士団長のプライベートジェットが空港に着陸した。沈みゆく太陽が鮮やかなオレンジと赤を月の明るい光に譲ろうとしている頃だった。
到着してわずか三十分後、彼は私をダウンタウンのペントハウスに呼び寄せるよう命じた。
億万長者のシンデレラ
そうよね、これはただのビジネスだもの……
でも、彼の触れる手は温かくて……誘惑的で……
「処女なのか?」突然、彼は私を見つめた……
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エマ・ウェルズ。卒業を控えた女子大生。継母のジェーンと義姉のアンナから虐待を受け続けてきた彼女の人生で、唯一の希望は王子様のような恋人マシュー・デイビッド。世界一幸せな女性にすると約束してくれた人。
しかし、彼女の世界は完全に崩れ去った。継母が老人から結納金として5万ドルを受け取り、彼女を嫁がせることに同意したのだ。さらに追い打ちをかけるように、愛する恋人が親友のビビアン・ストーンと浮気をしていたことを知る。
土砂降りの雨の中、通りを歩きながら、彼女は絶望の淵に立たされていた……
拳を握りしめ、決意した。売られる運命なら、自分で売り手になってやる。
豪華な車の前に飛び出し、立ち止まる。自分の処女は一体いくらの価値があるのだろう……
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デイリー更新
支配する億万長者に恋をして
田舎のブルックス家に引き取られたリース・ブルックスは、姉の代わりにマルコム・フリンとの婚約を突然押し付けられることになった。
フリン家からは育ちの良くない田舎者として蔑まれ、読み書きもできない粗野な殺人鬼だという悪意に満ちた噂まで立てられてしまう。
しかし、リースは誰もの予想に反して、卓越した才能の持ち主だった。一流のファッションデザイナー、凄腕のハッカー、金融界の巨人、そして医学の天才として頭角を現していく。
彼女の専門知識は業界の黄金基準となり、投資の大物たちも医学界の権威たちも、その才能を欲しがった。アトランタの経済界を操る存在としても注目を集めることになる。
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売られた氷の女王
ドレスと下着を受け取り、バスルームに戻ろうとした私を彼女は制止した。彼女の命令を聞いた瞬間、心臓が止まりそうになった。
「ここで着替えなさい。見せてもらうわ」
最初は意味が分からなかったけれど、彼女が苛立ちを含んだ目で見つめてきたとき、言われた通りにするしかないと悟った。
ローブを脱いで隣の白いソファに置く。ドレスを手に取ろうとしたその時。
「待ちなさい」
心臓が飛び出しそうになった。
「ドレスもソファに置いて、まっすぐ立ちなさい」
言われた通りにした。全裸で立つ私を、彼女は頭からつま先まで念入りに観察した。その視線が私の裸体を確認していく様子に、吐き気を覚えた。
髪を肩の後ろに流し、人差し指で私の胸元を優しく撫で、視線は乳房で止まった。そして更に続く。ゆっくりと脚の間へと視線を移動させ、しばらくそこを見つめた。
「足を開きなさい、アリス」
彼女が屈んで、より近くから見ようとした時、私は目を閉じた。レズビアンでないことを祈るばかりだったが、最後に彼女は満足げな笑みを浮かべて立ち上がった。
「きれいに処理されているわね。男性はそういうのが好きなの。息子も気に入るはずよ。肌も綺麗で柔らかいし、適度な筋肉もついている。ギデオンにはぴったりね。下着を着けて、それからドレスを着なさい、アリス」
言いたいことは山ほどあったけれど、全て飲み込んだ。ただ逃げ出したかった。そしてその時、私は心に誓った。必ず成功してみせると。
アリスは18歳の美しいフィギュアスケーター。キャリアが絶頂を迎えようとしていた矢先、残酷な義父によって裕福なサリバン家の末っ子の妻として売り渡されてしまう。アリスは、見知らぬ少女と結婚しようとする美しい男性には何か理由があるはずだと考える。特にその家族が有名な犯罪組織の一員であることを知って。彼女は冷たい心を溶かし、自由を手に入れることができるのか?それとも手遅れになる前に逃げ出せるのか?
離婚後、ママと子供が世界中で大活躍
本来の花嫁である義理の妹の身代わりとして。
2年間、彼の人生で最も暗い時期に寄り添い続けた。
しかし――
妹の帰還により、彼らの結婚生活は揺らぎ始める。
共に過ごした日々は、妹の存在の前では何の意味も持たないのか。
結婚の終わり
まるで怒り狂った牡牛の前で赤い布を振るようなものだった。アンナは怒りが込み上げてきた。男の傲慢さにはほとほと呆れる。一年前、彼女は何とか脱出できたのだ。結婚した後、彼は彼女をギリシャの ancestral城に幽閉し、飽きた玩具のように捨て去ったのだ。
そしてそれだけでは足りないとでも言うように、彼は最も卑劣な行為に及んだ。街のアパートで愛人を囲い始めたのだ。彼女―つまり妻である自分が、がらんとした城で待ち続けている間も、彼はその女と夜を共にし続けた。まるで彷徨える魂のように。
エロス・コザキスは心に誓った。今度こそ、妻を取り戻すのだ!
そして彼女を、本来あるべき場所である自分のベッドへと連れ戻す。彼の下で彼女の しなやかな体が抑えきれない情熱に震え、二人の間で燃え上がる消しがたい炎を満たすため、何度も何度も深く愛し合うのだ。
数年間は彼女を素足で妊娠させ続け、子供を何人か産ませる。そうすれば、彼から離れるなどという考えは完全に消え去ってしまうだろう!
禁断の欲望
私はもう一度頷き、彼らに近づいた。まずはザイオンから始めた。手を彼に滑らせると、まるで噴水のように反応した。「おお!」と自分に言い聞かせた。直接触れないように泡立てていたが、彼は「手を使えよ。触ってもいいんだ」と言った。もう地獄にいるのだから、少し楽しんでもいいかもしれない。そんな邪悪な考えが頭をよぎった。
私は彼を撫で始めた。彼のうめき声が聞こえた。
ソフィー・デルトロは内気で純粋、内向的なティーンエイジャーで、自分が透明人間のように感じていた。彼女は三人の保護者である兄たちと共に、安全で退屈な生活を送っていた。しかし、アメリカのマフィアの王とその二人の息子に誘拐される。三人は彼女を共有し、支配し、征服する計画を立てていた。
彼女は罪と暴力の世界に巻き込まれ、禁断の関係に強制され、捕らえた者たちのサディスティックな性的快楽を奨励し称賛する学校に送られる。誰も信じられない。ソフィーが知っていたと思っていた世界は存在しなかった。彼女は自分の深い欲望に従うのか、それとも闇に飲み込まれ埋もれてしまうのか。周りの全ての人が秘密を持っており、ソフィーはその中心にいるようだ。残念ながら、彼女は禁断の欲望の対象だった。