by Sharon Rose
“I have already considered that idea, but I have to scrap it. It will be just useless. I can’t even shag her anymore, so there’s no way we can make babies with that. And besides, she broke up with me already for failing to make her come. Oh, I so hate that bitch!” He fumed as he thought of Janine.
Nikolas laughed out loud again.
He just gritted his jaws as he took another swig of his beer.
“Aren’t you already fed up with Janine, Xavier? Maybe your dick wants another meal on the platter - someone saucier, hotter, and younger. Someone who can make you grow hard like hell. Someone who can bring back the vigor in you. Yeah, I think you need a new girl, man.”
He looked at Nikolas thoroughly. He was lost in a deep thought. Well, his friend had a point. Not that Janine wasn't in her usual self lately. In fact, she was still the same gorgeous chick that she was, ever since they first met. It was just that she couldn’t thrill him anymore.
She couldn’t excite his blood anymore, or set him on fire with her usual antics, even if she would give him head, or do acrobatics in front of him. That was why the woman was so pissed off because she really tried so hard to get him into action, but her efforts were useless. As much as he wanted to shag her and drift to heaven with her, as his mind wanted to fuck her senseless, his suddenly unresponsive and bloody head down there wouldn’t cooperate!
“I think so, too, Nikolas…” he spoke, but his voice was kinda shaky.
“That’s my man!” his friend cheered. “And you will start tonight, right, buddy?”
“Of course!” he answered right away.
He grinned at Nikolas. Well, he just restored his faith to his dick. They were really partners in crime. And he was thankful that he allotted his time to talk to him, and be with him tonight. He had a friend to share his dreaded problem, and he felt as if a boulder of rock was pushed from his chest.
Nikolas gave him a sound advice. And he seemed as if he was right. Maybe Janine really had worn him down. They’d been a couple for more than a year, and that was already a record breaker in his series of short relationships.
He was not the type who would go serious with a woman. He was fond of casual hookups, and no-strings-attached setups. His relationships wouldn’t last for a year. It was only with Janine that he made it past one year. That was because, in all fairness, Janine was an extra-ordinary partner. Their sexual conquests were always filled with adrenaline pumping stints. Well, until lately, when her dick started to behave in a humiliating manner.
So maybe Nikolas was spot on. Maybe he needed a new meal on his platter. A new girl who could arouse his insatiable, sexual appetite, something that Janine couldn’t do anymore.
Alright. He would find a hell of a hot bella tonight, who would make him a pervert again. He was once a pervert, and would always be a pervert. Things should always be like that.
His arrogant ego was restored. He didn’t feel bad anymore. It was now time to find a solution to his dreaded problem.
He raked his surroundings with his eyes. His predatory instincts suddenly took over him. They were in Accordion. It was an expensive club in the Metro where he and his friends would usually hang out. Scantily-clothed women, most of them looked really hot, were just scattered around the four corners of the club. But no one had taken his fancy yet.
Usually, during his younger years, he was excited when he goes to a place like this. Just the mere sight of lovely women clad in skimpy outfits that could pass as a lingerie, could instantly arouse him. And he would sport a boner all throughout the night. Then, he would have a sex marathon with a Barbie whom he gets to bring home.
Oh, Lordy, would he just call those moments those were the days? Of course not! Knock on wood, but please not!
He just couldn’t imagine his life making a 180-degree turn upside-down. He used to be a voracious, sexually active Adam, the kind that gets to shag every beautiful girl in town, and he wanted to stay as such. He had a reputation with women, and it would be such a shame if he would continue having this stupid problem in the coming days. He needed to stop this dilemma, and put an end to it. He couldn’t accept that his happiness would be held kaput. Not now. Not in the coming years!
“There are a handful of hot and lovely ladies tonight, Xavier. Work your way around, and take home one of them. Tomorrow, I’m sure you’ll be sporting a huge grin.” Nikolas tapped him in the shoulders as he gave him moral support.
“Thanks, bro…” He sighed in gratitude. Then, his eyes darted from one hot chick to another, looking for his target.
It was a ladies’ night, and he certainly had a handful to choose from. He knew that the women who patronize the club belong to the rich and the famous in the Metro. Models, socialites, spoiled brats, It girls - just to name a few.
He spotted a chick with a banging body and an exotic face in one corner. She was looking at him, too, as she danced seductively on the dance floor. She had a partner, but she seemed as if she was not interested with the poor stud.
She raised her hand, and gave him a finger while her eyes seduced him with promises of wild nights. He was sure the damsel was a tigress in bed. His eyes splurged at her D-cup breasts that bounced lusciously as she moved.
His mouth watered. He wanted to come to her, run his hands all over her and drag her home, but he uttered expletives as his maleness remained unresponsive.
“Wow, that’s one hell of a hot bella, Xavier,” Nikolas commented when he saw the woman who was outrageously flirting with him.
“But sadly, she doesn’t excite me, too, bro…” He didn’t want to admit that, but it was the effing truth.
“What?!” Nikolas’ eyes grew wide in disbelief. “Your dick doesn’t like her?” He shook his head. Then, his eyes went back to the well-endowed chick. “Look at her breasts, man. They’re fuckin’ huge! They can do a lot of wonders to any man in a snap of a finger. Imagine what you can do with those…” his friend commented with a dirty malice, provoking his sexual desires to come out of the surface.
And he put his imagination to work. He imagined all the filthy things that he wanted to do with the willing bitch, but he just groaned in frustration. “It’s not really working,” he grumbled after a moment.
“Wow, I don’t get it…” Even Nikolas couldn’t understand him now. “Okay, if that girl is not enough for you, I know someone who’s fuckingly irresistible. And mind you, she’s the greatest in bed. She knows a lot of tricks and acrobatics so I’m quite sure that this one will work.” Nikolas looked confident as he tinkered on his phone.
“Are you sure with that?” He didn’t want to buy it. He was starting to become skeptical again.
“A hundred percent sure, Xavier,” Nikolas quipped as he gave him a quick glance. “Wait, I’m gonna call her to see if she can come tonight.” He rang a number on his phone.
“Okay…” He just shrugged his shoulders. “Let’s see…” He was silently hoping that his friend’s idea would work. He really wanted to find a solution to his dreaded erectile problem. And he just couldn’t wait.
An hour after Nikolas made a phone call, a woman with a breathtaking beauty stood in front of him. And his jaw literally fell to the floor.
The hot chick was an exact replica of Megan Fox. He had a fixation with the hottie actress a few years ago when she just hit Hollywood by storm. He felt as if his dream became a reality.
The woman really had a beautiful face, and an amazing, toned body. Her curves were bountiful, and she looked fucking perfect!
He couldn’t ask for more. He felt as if he hit a jackpot. Thanks to Nikolas! He really was not over-exaggerating when he said that she was irresistible. The chick really was.
A huge grin broke on his face. “Hi, babe…” he smoothly whispered.
“Hi, Xavier…” she greeted him with a saucy smile. Her sultry, bedroom voice added more appeal to her already overflowing, seductive charms.
“Wana party tonight?” He couldn’t contain his huge grin. Damn him if he looked like an id
iot. He really couldn’t help but be one.
“Of course!” she purred sweetly, licking her lips sensually with her tongue.
What she did left him mesmerized.
Goddammit, but the woman was an absolute tease!
Chapter 3
“Doc, how’s my father?” Katrina had been dying to talk to the doctor to check about her father’s condition, and now that she’s in front of him, she couldn’t wait to hear what he’s about to say.
“We’re done removing the blood clot in his brain, Ms. de Leon,” he answered as he arranged his spectacles. “Hopefully, it will improve his condition. But the patient is still under observation. He’s in a coma right now. Probably until a few days, or maybe weeks. We still don’t know until the patient shows signs of recovery.”
“Is he already okay, doc? Is my father already out of imminent danger? Are we going to expect that he will recover in a few days?” she asked hastily. She really wanted to know so that she could already breathe properly. The last twenty-four hours had been hell to her.
She had no decent sleep yet after they rushed his father to the hospital. She was told that he suffered from a stroke, and that he badly needed an emergency operation to remove the blood clot that was damaging an essential part of his brain. She immediately gave her go signal and signed necessary papers to conduct the operation.
“That I can’t guarantee, Miss de Leon,” the doctor looked sympathetically at her. “We’re still observing the patient. As of the moment, the immediate danger was removed, but your father is still in a critical condition. The blood clot has already damaged some parts of your father’s brain. We’re still assessing the extent of the damage though. I’ll check the patient tonight and see if his condition has stabilized. For now, he’ll be in life support. Pray for your father, Ms. de Leon, and keep the faith. He needs it.”
Katrina heaved a deep sigh. She had been praying relentlessly. Prayer was the only thing that she could turn to now that her father was fighting for his life.
“Let’s hope for the best, Ms. de Leon. We’ll do our best to save your father. I hope the patient will do his best to respond to his medications as well. This won’t be an easy battle. You should prepare yourselves for the worst.”
Her eyes stung with tears. She could feel her body softening in worry and fear. She couldn’t afford to lose her father.
“Anyways,” the doctor checked his watch. He looked tired and worn down. “I have to go now. I have to take some rest. Been here in the hospital for already twenty-four hours. I’ll be back tonight to check the patient’s progress.”
“Thank you, doc,” she whispered softly. “Thank you for everything.” She couldn’t eloquently verbalize how grateful she was for the doctor’s help. He had rendered OT for her father’s emergency operation which lasted for more than eight hours. He might have attended to another patient because it was already four hours since his father was transferred in the ICU. And she was just grateful that he decided to check on her father’s condition before going home. She had the opportunity to talk to him.
“I’m just doing my job, Ms. de Leon.” He smiled at her. He gently tapped her shoulder. “I have to go now.” Then, he stood up.
They were talking in one corner of the ICU, a few meters away from where her father’s hospital bed was located.
“Take care and have some rest, doc. Again, thank you!” She smiled gratefully to the kind doctor before he turned his back on her.
She sighed wearily when she was left alone with her father. Her conversation with the doctor didn’t give her the assurance she longed to hear that her father was already okay. She still had to pray hard for his safety.
She walked to her father’s bed, sat on the stool beside him, and looked at him with distress in her eyes. Her heart wanted to break at the sight. Her father’s life was sustained by advanced medical apparatus. He was breathing through the aid of oxygen, looking limp and unresponsive, as if he was already dead.
Oh, God! The thought that her father’s life was floating in limbo made her shoulders shook unabashedly. Melancholic sobs vibrated in her throat, until she couldn’t contain her emotions anymore and she broke into tears, her heart was breaking apart as she covered her mouth.
What was happening to her family? She couldn’t help but ponder on things. First, it was her mom. Now, it was her father. They had just emotionally commemorated the second death anniversary of her mother. And now this, her father, too, was on the brink of death.
God, she really couldn’t bear it if her father would leave them as well. Knock on wood, but, God, please, don’t! She couldn’t bear it. She couldn’t afford it!
What would happen to her and Brenda if ever? Her younger sister was still schooling, just like her. Brenda was a sophomore in college, taking up Bachelor of Science in Business Administration at the Ateneo de Davao University (ADDU). She, too, was schooling in ADDU, taking up Law, and she still had more or less two years to painstakingly burn her brows before she could be a lawyer.
Surely, they need their father. They already lost their mother, and losing another parent would be a big blow that would be hard to deal with. Her family would surely crumple and scatter to pieces.
She sobbed harder. Her shoulders shook as emotions washed through her, as tears streamed down her damp cheeks. It was such an ordeal to sit beside her father, and to see his dire condition. She really couldn’t help but be worried about him.
Actually, she wasn’t really worried about her and Brenda’s future should their father die. She was more worried of his condition, of his situation. She just didn’t want their father to leave them yet, and be reunited with their mother in heaven. She loved him so much, and the thought of losing him was already breaking her heart apart. If she could just do something, she surely wouldn’t allow it. She would do her best to keep her father alive.
If the decision was only hers to make!
“Papa…” She sighed desperately. She was still distraught when she wiped her tears with her fingers.
She couldn’t believe that this kind of mess would happen to her father. He suffered from a stroke when he received a letter from the bank, informing him that he only had a month left to pay for his debt, and failure to do so would allow the bank to sequester their farm.
Her father made their twenty hectares of land in Davao City a collateral when he loaned money from the bank. The property was a lush farmland which had been their source of income for a long time. It was teeming with fruit bearing trees such as mango, durian, and mangosteen. A good portion of it was a productive banana plantation.
Ronaldo, her father, inherited the farm from his parents. He was doing well in managing their primary source of livelihood as she grew up. They would always enjoy a bountiful harvest, and their life was pretty good. It was full of happiness and love. But not lately.
Things drastically changed when her mother died in a car accident. Since then, her father became miserable and depressed. She knew why. He blamed himself for the death of his wife.
She actually understood how he felt. It wasn’t easy when he was the driver of the ill-fated car that crashed in the back of the bus. Her father survived the accident, but her mother didn’t. And it left Ronaldo very devastated.
She knew that her father loved her mother so much, and that his life revolved around his wife and his children. Her mother was the only woman his father had ever loved. They were childhood sweethearts who fell in love with each other. They’d been inseparable ever since. And the death of her mother trumped the light in his life.
They were once a picture of a happy family. Her father was a responsible husband, a fun father, and a good provider. Her mother, on the other hand, was the most loving and supportive mother in the world. Their family lived in bliss for a long time. She thought that they would stay that way forever – happy and contented. Until tragedy brought total misery to every member of her family. She and Brenda lost their mother, while their father lost his greatest love.
> The three of them were deeply hurt, and each struggled to survive the tragedy. But they developed a different coping mechanisms unique from each other, though they all grieved from the tragic loss.
She focused her attention to her studies. When her mother was still alive, she promised her that she would become a lawyer someday, that she would make her proud, and so she dedicated all her efforts and energy to fulfill that promise. She was doing well at school. Her grades were excellent, and her name constantly tops in the honors’ list of the university.
Her sister on the other hand, focused her attention to her peers. Brenda would usually hang out with her friends. She did that to distract herself from thinking too much about the death of their mom. She was just glad that her sister found a good set of friends, a strong support system that gave her inspiration to continue with her life, and most of all, not a bunch of bad influences.
So she and Brenda were actually coping well, but their father was an entirely different story. And she was sad that she discovered about his dilemma and his struggles when it was already too late. He already got himself in trouble. Worse, he had sloppily put the family’s legacy and their future at risk.
Ronaldo, in his struggle to fight depression, turned to alcohol and vices. He also started to socialize, which he didn’t usually do before. His newfound set of peers taught him how to frequent casinos and cockfighting derbies. It didn’t take long, and he was plunged into a situation where alcohol, gambling and vices took control of his life.
In the span of two years, he didn’t do anything but indulged his vices. He had neglected the management of their farm, which as a result, suffered a great loss. The produce of the de Leon’s farm drastically took a massive nosedive.
