The honeymoon days will end tomorrow. How I wished this will never end and last forever. If I were to choose I would rather live in a paradise like this alone. It makes me feel so relax and free. Like I don't even have problems.

All I did these past few days was swim at the beach then sit down on the sand as I watch other families laugh and enjoy the water. Rafael and I just had normal conversation. I would sleep on the bed while he sleeps at the couch. I told him to exchange places with me but he doesn't want to.

That is his problem not mine.

Most of the time I would go to the beach, sit down on the sand and watch how the other people enjoy the warm and the enjoyable ocean. Rafael, in the other hand, would rather stay inside the villa than go out here with me. Well, to be honest...

Since that little argument and misunderstanding we had a few days ago, everything between us gotten awkward. When we eat together, the silence is eating us. I don't know if it is my fault or his but I feel so uncomfortable about it.

I mentally slap myself.

Gosh, if I continue this act, I totally sounds like a woman in love.

In love?

The thought made me think as my heart starts to beat rapidly.

Love?

What's love?

Love is not real. It only exists in fairy tales, which is also not real. Damn it, why does that word keeps on running to my mind? When I thought of Rafael, that word will pops into my head. Why is this happening to me!!!

A girl like me never falls in loves.

I remember the motto I learned with the girls in the club ; We don't make love. We make money.

I look like a lunatic when I all of a sudden, raffle my hair aggressively and groaning loudly. I don't want this feeling anymore. I can't control it.

I stood up from the sand, grab my scarf and put on some black sunglasses to protect from the hot sun. Geez, the temperature in this place sure is hotter than I have ever felt in my while life. But it's nice to feel some heat though.

I walk back to the villa and found that the living room is empty. The couch where Rafael was sleeping was empty and the blanket he used is not yet arrange.

That man. He never arranges the place where he sleeps that's why I would do the honor to arrange it most of the time. Speaking of that man, where is he?

I search around the house and still no sign of him. Outside? I went to the balcony then look for him at the small hut behind where there is a magnificent view. He is probably there.

And I was right.

There he is, looking from the distance. Daydreaming about something as he swings his body on the traditional hammok in here. He lays down there, with his hand on his stomach. Did I mention that my husband looks so hot even without trying? He just flash his upper body and wears only his boxers, damn he can make so many women drools for him.

Rafael, I noticed that this honeymoon was the only vacation he had. When the end tomorrow, he will go back to his usual doings. Work all day, meetings, travelling and also the family problem he is carrying. He must be some how relief even at the small time. And I am not helping.

I made the situation worse because of my selfish reactions. I should make up with him and make this honeymoon something with remembering.

For my husband.

This vacation is surely a help for him.

Slowly, I approach him. He must have notice me coming and turn his head towards me and out of the blue, he smiled.

He smiled at me...

And I happily return it.

He was about to sat up but I sat on his lap instead.

Our position must have shock him. He looks surprise because for almost, I never let him touch me, literally, though. This our first contact since then. "Hey..." I shyly broke the silence.

Rafael stares at me cutiously but then he relaxes below me as he rested one of his hand on my tight "Hi..." he grins, showing me his pearly white teeth. "Something wrong?"

I shook my head "Nah, just a little lonely because we are leaving tomorrow"

"I can adjust our honeymoon if that is what you want" he quickly replied

"NO! —I didn't mean it like that. It just makes me sad that we are leaving and I could never see this place again" I corrected him.

Rafael sigh and looks at me "I told you before, we can go back here. Just tell me the date and I will book us a flight immediately"

I know that won't happen again.

"Anyway..." I said, changing the topic "Can I look around the place and buy some souvenirs for Catalina and my friend back home?"

"Of course, baby" he said, huskily and pushing some of my hair out of my face. "But another friend? Who would that be? I only thought Catalina is your friend?" He questioned.

I was actually thinking of Michael. The last time we talk ended not very good so I think it's best if we make up..

"I also have a friend named...Michael. He was working at the club also and he had helped me a lot aside from Catalina when I come in the city." I told him.

His brown eyes was focused on me longer than normal "A friend?" He asked but his tone looks suspicious.

"Y-yeah." I mumbled then I lowered my head "Though...Catalina told me that he is in love with me. Thats why he is being nice" I let out some fake chuckle and waving my hand.

"He is in love with you?" He said, his forehead frowning at the thought. "And you love him back, don't you?"

That word again!!!

I sigh deeply and closed my eyes for a few second and opened them once again "I don't love , Rafael. Just like you, you don't do that word. From what I belong and grew up with, I never felt love and not a single care from someone. Love is not in my case vocabulary" I ended the sentence, trying to make my voice strong as much as I can.

Rafael kept his strong, domineering stares at me for a few seconds before he open his other and spoke "I feel you, my wife. We both encountered the same feeling as a child."

I lowered my head and sigh deeply "Tsk, I envy you. At least, you felt love and care from your mother" my voice came out soft until the end.

A smile crept from his lips when I mentioned his mother. The light in his eyes were different from the usual "My mom...I wish she is still here. She would be happy to meet you"

A blush rise to my cheeks "How do you say so?"

"She keeps on telling me before that she really wants to see my future wife. She dreamed to have a daughter also" he explained, brushing his thumb on my bare thigh causing me to feel some jolts from his warm hands.

His face lights up every time he would talk about his mom. He is different when she is the topic. "Me too. I wish I could have met her"

But then suddenly, his face darkens and his jaw clenched as he look away "Thats why I will destroy my Dad and avenge Mom from his dirty doings. As well as that Roberto. I will destroy them until they beg down on their knees"

"D-Do you really have to do that?" I questioned softy.

"What do you mean?" His eyebrows touched.

"I-I mean...do you think having your revenge will make you happy? Does your Mother will love that plan if she is still alive? No, Rafael. Revenge is not the solution for that. You have~"

"~Enough" he cut me off "I have planned this for so long and no one can stop me anymore" he stated, coldly and making me shut my mouth. He hates talking back at him. If I just argue with him, it will be more hard for the both of us.

But then I just ended up, taking a deep breath and stood up from his lap and off the hammok. "I will just go around again and buy something for Catalina and Michael" I said, but he grab my and, stopping me.

"Wait for me. I will come with you" Rafael said, getting off the hammok as well and we both headed inside the Villa. "Have you arranged your luggages?"

"Yes." I answered. "Actually, do those lingeries even belong to me?"

"Well, they do belong to you now" he said matter of factly, with a slight smirk "You can model that in my room too if you want. Just like what you did last night. If you just know..." he whispered.

My face one again turns bright red when I recall what happened last night before going to bed. Oh my, the horror and embarrassment.

I was about to go to sleep, Rafael was taking his time, reading some book in the living room. Since there is no choice but to wear those piece of cloth, I wore the bloody red colored lacy lingerie, the bra had a black ribbon in the center and so does the underwear. I really wanted to hide!

But when I left the bathroom, Rafael was there staring at my open luggage of my night wears!!! My cheeks heated when he checked out my whole appearance and commented "You have the most rocking body even if you stand behind some Victoria's Secret Models, my wife"

I really want to break the bathroom door and smash it in his face. Fuck him.

"Anyway!" I ended my thoughts "Let's go out. Move on from the happenings last night, Rafael " I chanted with a fake laugh through clenched jaw and walk ahead leaving him there.

Gosh, I am so embarrassed. The entire night that I wore those lingerie, I didn't let him enter the room but because of last night, I am screwed.

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"These are cute! Buy that for Steve or Don" I suggested, showing him the cute white shirt with letters printed in front saying 'I love Boracay'

Rafael eyed me and put the shirt away from us "Tsk, like heck I would I would that to them." He scoffed arrogantly and walks away "Have you picked out what will you buy to your friends?"

"Yep, I think this will be good for Catalina and Micheal" I said, looking at the things I picked out. A cute Filipino dress for Catalina and a shirt for Micheal. "Maybe I will also pick some shirts for your friends if you don't want to"

I look around the shop more, hearing Rafael groaning and muttered something. He is embarrassed because he doesn't want to run his strong and cold side if he give something for them.

Anyway, what can I give those men? Because they are already rich and can anything they want, what should I buy for them?

Maybe some shirts also but not with the I love Boracay but the shirts which designs are the symbols of the Philippines. One with the flags, one of the Boracay beach design and one designed with three gold stars. If they didn't like it then it's their fault. Their lucky I remember them.

"Are you serious about buying them some souvenirs?" Rafael asked as I stood at the cashier but he is the one who pay for it.

"Yeah, why not? They have been nice to me...a little" I shrugged the end part as I held the plastic bags and he open the door for me as we leave.

"Tsk, let see. I will give you 500 bucks if they like it or accept it" he challenged me with his boyish smirk.

"Fine!" I accepted his offer "500 is a large amount of money, honey, but you are just gonna give it away easily"

Rafael let out a husky chuckle "We'll see about that. I know them all my life and I had never ever gave them gifts because I know what will they react"

"Oh yeah? Then I will change that and prove you wrong!" A grin formed from me as we continue to battle like kids.

"Aww, what a sweet couple" I heard some people talking about us.

"They look like a perfect match"

Now that is embarrassing. I turn around and avoided those people who are talking about us. Rafael was just silently following me until we reach the Villa. He quickly went to his luggage and arrange them. It is really going to end...I sigh sadly .

"The jet will arrive at 8 am tomorrow morning. So be ready and have your things checked before we leave" he reminded me then he walk towards me, crossing his arms "So, what else do you plan to do now? Since we are finally leaving"

"I still wanted to swim at the beach right now. Can I?"

"Didn't you spend the whole week at the beach?"

I nod my head and smile kindly "Well yeah but I love to do it again before we leave. Tonight I will have my rest and my beauty sleep so that I will look good tomorrow " I said running to the room to change into some swim wear again and some cover all. An off shoulder white cover shirt.

Inside was the only swim wear left, a purple Bandeau string bikini. This is the most exposed bikini I had wear then I tied my hair in a high pony tail.

I left the room and surprised to see Rafael waiting for me outside. He had put on a normal white boyish tank top, a red cap and Hawaiian shorts. Looking very hot actually as always.

"Coming?" I asked

"Lets get going" he just stated and went on ahead

I just nod my head, this man is so full of surprises. I catch up with him and we head to the beach together. He stopped from walking to wait for me and then rest his one hand on my lower back as we walk and it felt so warm to have his palm on me but yet it feels so he good. Honesty, I always love the feeling of his touch whatever or wherever it is.

I quickly ran to the water, leaving Rafael on the sand as he place some beach blankets on the sand for the both of us and pinned a beach umbrella. We didn't rent the tent anymore because it is more fun here and it's near to the salty water. Looking through my shoulder, I see him getting himself comfortable as he sat down with his black shades on. I didn't take my covers off yet and let the hem wet.

"Rafael! Come! The water feels wonderful" I called for him.

"Nah, I would rather stay here and watch you enjoy" he replied, taking his sunglasses off although he still has his cap on though.

I pout and walk to him. "Ehh, you are no fun." A little teasing might convince him.

"I know" he smirked then slowly reach for my cheek as his tough thumb, as he rub thr area where my cheek bone is. I hitch a breathe at what he did "You look so pretty today, my wife. That damp hair and with the purple bikini you have is making me want to take you right here"

My eyes widen quickly. What is he saying? Don't tell me my husband just said something about being tempted about me doing nothing?

"R-Rafael..."

Then his thumb travel down to caress my slightly parted lips this time. His eyes were focused on me only like I was the only woman in his eyes. .

"It's been a long time since we last kissed, Belle and as husband and wife, we should be doing that every day...actually it suppose to be more than kissing" he whispered making me speechless.

What should I do? Push him away? I can't do that because if he wants to kiss me, and I also am dying to kiss him back.

"If I tell you that I want to kiss you? What will you do?" He asked, his breathe fanning my face and it makes me shiver.

"Why don't you do it and then so we'll know the answer to that question" I challenged, leaning closer to him more. Kiss me, already!

In a quick swift, he already had his lips on mine. Oh my God, he is kissing me, finally! I really wanted to taste them for a very long. I have been dreaming about this kiss and I am so happy that it already came true.

Our lips started to move together in sync. They started soft but then it becomes hot and heated. Like our life depended on it. I don't care that people are watching us, the heck I care! Its our honeymoon. So they must leave us alone..

A moan escaped at the back of my throat and the kiss became deeper when Rafael lay down on his back and hover me above him and his hands started wondering then a gasp escape from me when I felt his one hand suddenly cup my ass!!! This asshole!!! I was about to push him away but he wrap both of his muscular arms around me and trap me there.

"Rafa~"

"Just shut up and kiss me" he murmured while continue on tasting my lips. I feel like drowning to be in his arms. Why is he even kissing me in the first place???

"You better watch that mouth of yours, Belle. You are tempting me too much just saying those words" he pulled away as we both pant for air. Our foreheads touching and our body too. I am on top of him! Those lame paparazzi should catch this one.

"Hm...Oh Belle, what am I gonna do to you?" He muttered breathlessly, as he sat up making me sit on his lap as his hands are placed on my hips.

What kind of a question is that?

I don't even know the answer to that because I should be the one asking that to you. What are you doing to me, Rafael? You are making me bold and mature when you make me feel like this. Whats wrong?

I don't even know this feeling. It confuses me. He is my husband but we became married completely strangers and now we know each other better but I didn't know that we should encounter the feeling of a real married couple would feel for each other.

Wait, am I saying that I am in love with my husband?

No!

I can't.

That can't be it.

You will just end up being alone and unhappy because he is not capable of loving. He is a man who will only love himself for the rest of his life and no one else. I will just end up hurting myself if I entertain this feeling.

This is a bad idea, Belle. He maybe sweet and caring but once he got the thing he need. He will just throw me away like everyone did.

But why does it feel like that I don't care?

No, I should not think about this. I am Isabelle Bleiken who grew up being mistreated by her mother. A woman who grew strong and doesn't rely on others. Flirting with different men every night is my job. To fool men and make them believe we actually care for them. I should make him feel like that to. I don't have a heart, right? Just like him. A cold man with no heart and only had revenge in his life and me...a woman who is only after the money.

That is what I should keep in my mind. Not some useless love that will only drag me down.