It's is really over. My fairy tale life at the beautiful Boracay in the Philippines. And now I need to wake up because I will be staring once again at the four corners of my room while my husband stays and work his ass off. The same cycle everyday. My life will be back to be a boring housewife who does nothing but cook breakfast, make coffee, take a bath, visit Catalina, try to make a conversation with Rafael and survive a week just like that.

On the way back home, Rafael finally starts his work while on the jet. Well, I forbid him to open a single file while we were still having our honeymoon and I think he has been deprived about it. So sad for him. He must be really worried about his hotel that he didn't check for weeks and it is all my fault.

It took us hours to get back and land home. The limo was already there waiting to pick us up and drive to the hotel. I feel so tired, my eyes are heavy and I just want to sleep, in the whole ride, I had my head leaned on the car window and tried so hard not to fall asleep. Just a little more, and we are already at the hotel and I can sleep whenever I want on my huge comfy bed.

"You know, you can sleep, Belle." I heard Rafael say with a slight of humor in his voice. "The hotel is thirty minutes away. Have a slight nap"

I scratched my eyes and tried to open them "What time is it?"

"Seven o'clock pm." he replied then arranged his suit "You go on ahead at the hotel. I still have some business to take care" he put on his back suit.

Work already? "Don't you think you should rest first?"

"I rested long enough, Belle" he said.

Well he did took a bath in the jet on the way here. Funny, right? The private jet had his own bathroom, bed, office and a living room with television, Xbox, a little playroom in short. But I was bored.

"Um...okay. I will just wait for you at the hotel" I muttered, with a weak smile.

Rafael stopped at a huge and good building, he looked so hot back to that successful, cold and responsible CEO figure. But I know he is tired. It is very obvious, honesty. He just hate saying that he is tired. That man doesn't know the word tired.

The limo drive and once we reached the hotel, many men with cameras and of course they are the paparazzi, who are waiting for our arrival. Hotel staffs brought our luggage out and helped me. Securities guard and secured my way and escot me back inside through the elevator as the crowd got wild. They asked me different questions like 'How was the honeymoon?' 'Why is your husband not with you?' 'Was the honeymoon fun and romantic?' And many more related questions.

Having a crazy life is really hard. You don't want to get into my place. Trust me if you still want to enjoy your so called freedom.

Once I unlock the penthouse, I finally been able to relax and I miss the feeling of home too. Rafael's main office was cleaned pretty good and it looks like every side was cleaned very wonderfully but when I walked to the real penthouse living room, the floors are flourished well, it's even sparkling. The luxury couches are well arranged too. The maids sure have cleaned this place well while we are away.

"Oh just place the luggges over here" I told the staffs and they put the bags down. Before leaving, I thanked them and told them to leave.

Finally!

The ran to my room upstairs, I will arrange the bags tomorrow morning, right now, I need some sleep. A proper sleep without distraction, no headache and no problem. I just need a good night sleep and when I woke up, I will be feeling okay and energized. I will visit Catalina tomorrow.

I throw my body on the huge bed and inhaled the familiar scent of my pillows and let the soft mattress swallow me. I didn't bother changing my black tight shirt and blue jeans into some pajamas because I am too lazy and tired to do so. Rafael can cook his own dinner if he is hungry or what ever. I am just gonna sleep and that is the only thing in my mind. I will kick his ass if he dares to wake up.

Just a few minutes of battling in my mind, I finally feel the heavy feeling and sleep envelopes me and then I let myself dream that I am in Paris, taking a picture with the Eiffel Tower behind me and smiling happily, enjoying the moment.

That feels amazing...

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The next morning, I woke up because of this slight ray of light coming out from my huge window. Sometimes I would wake up and feel like I am a thin air because of my windows. It happens most of the time. In front of my bed is a large one way glass windows that looks like in Rafael's office in front.

His room has the same huge windows that had a magnificent view of the city, it is actually very sheltered and dark. It really suits his personality though.

I rubbed my eyes and stretched my body, what time is it? I turn to the other side of the bed to look at the alarm clock "nine... am" it's still early but I feel much better now than last night.

I got off the bed, went to the bathroom to take a bath because I am gonna visit Catalina today and Michael also. I hope they will love the souvenirs I bought for them. And I am sure Catalina will love it because she appreciates everything that was given to her. And that dress will suit her tall and slim figure though.

After I took a bath, I wore a simple white loose tank top, a neon green tube bra underneath and a ripped black skinny jeans that hugs my legs tightly and gave them some slender figures. I put my hair in a ponytail and wore no makeup at all and no accessories but a black wrist watch for my footwear, a plain gold sandals.

I grab my favorite small shoulder bag and put my wallet in. The souvenirs I bought is still in the luggage so I need to come down. Rafael must be working now at his front office or probably having a meeting downstairs.

I left my room and came down and got surprised to see the whole gang at the living room. They all look like having a serious conversation but once they heard me coming down, they all stared at me. Sit there is a grinning Scott on the solo couch, next to the long one sit Don and Steve and Rafael standing near the windows.

"Look at the woman fresh from the honeymoon! So, you sore or something?" Scott asked, wiggling his eyebrows at him and just shot him an are you kidding me look.

"You two must have undergo so many rounds" Steve added and everyone laughed except for me but only a chuckle from Rafael.

"You have no idea. She had been begging all night long and even morning too just for me to take her" Rafael told them and making the three make a teasing sound while I die here in embarrassment.

"What the fuck are you saying?!" I snapped "For your information boys, we didn't do anything at the honeymoon"

"Tsk, like I would believe that" Don scuffed and smirked with everyone again as they continue to embarass me.

"It's true!!!" I snapped, placing my hands on my hips and glared at all of them especially to my husband who is smiling secretly at the corner, enjoying the moment as his friends kill me.

"Yeah whatever. I am not interested in your sex life" Scott, said as he grab a cigarette stick on the side and light it up.

I just rolled my eyes at them "Oh, since you guys are here! I bought you morons some shirts from the Philippines" I went to our luggage and open to search for the shirts. "Here! " I gave the shirts to them and I see Rafael keeping his eyes at their reaction.

Everyone looks completely shock when I handed them the shirt.

"You just bothered yourself buying us some shirts, Isabelle" Steve told me, checking out the shirt and they all were speechless.

Rafael is giving me some money if you love those!

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Okay this is getting awkward.

Don was the first one who look at me "Wow, thanks, Isabelle. This shirt looks good and I am sure I will wear this often because it seems comfortable to wear"

"I love it, ugly. Thank you" Scott sounds so nice for the first time.

Steve gaze from me and Rafael back and forth but then stopped at mine "I am surprise that we will be receiving some from you two but I am a hundred percent sure that this is from you, Isabelle. Thank you" he said, sincerely with his cold and manly accent.

A huge smile appeared from me and made a victory look at my husband. "I bet you are forgetting something, dear husband"

Forgetting? What are you talking about?" He questioned, with a fake innocent look while burying his hand inside his pants pocket.

I gave him the are you kidding me look because he is very annoying right now. "Seriously, Rafael. I am sure you remember it clearly"

A soft laugh came out from him then put his hand inside his suit pocket and bring out the thick rolled money "Okay, you win" he sigh "I know this might come so I already prepared 500 for you"

"Wow, did I hear right? Did the boss just admit defeat for the first time?" Scott said like it is the rarest thing to see.

Rafael just glared at him causing him to shut his mouth and Steve laughed at him while drinking his cup of tea "Where are you going, Isabelle?"

"I am just gonna visit an old friend" I answered, smiling "You already heard about Catalin

"What are you gonna do with the money?" Rafael asked me, with his eyebrows touched.

I shrugged my shoulders "I don't know yet. Treat Catalina at our favorite restaurant? To pay our bills? I am not sure yet" I answered, getting the dress and shirt for Michael inside the luggage and put it inside my plastic bag. "Are you going somewhere today?"

Rafael shook his head "I am just in my office this whole day." He answered "So better come home early."

I nod my head quickly "Okay! See you guys later! " then I ran outside the room then straight to the elevator. I told the elevator man to the lobby and he obeyed politely. I am still not used with that polite attitude from them. When I got down, the hotel manager was there and he asked me if I was going somewhere but I just told him to get me a cab.

When I arrived at the street of where my apartment is, I hugged my bag closer to me and walk quickly so I can reach the apartment already.

I entered the apartment and head towards our floor then knock on our wooden door of the room. "Catalina! Bitch, it's me open up"

"Alright, alright. Just wait a minute" I heard her as she open the door for me. "How's my girl who is fresh from the honeymoon?" She asked me, with a cheeky smile as I walk inside the room.

"Oh my God, Catalina you don't know how hot is was there" I blurt out talking about how hot the weather it is was in Philippines.

"Hot? Oh my, is he an animal in bed?" She gasped with her eyes widen open thinking about a different thing.

"No! How hot it was in Boracay!" I corrected laughing at her. "Jeez, we didn't even sleep in the same bed. The honeymoon is just an act because his Father planned this"

Catalina's face dropped "Aww, I thought my little girl is already a woman"

I scuffed "I am not giving my virginity to a guy like him, alright? I am not even ready for those kinds of things"

"Really? You are almost at the age of twenty, Belle. Most woman these days loose theirs in their teenage days but you are 2 two years passed the adult stage and you still keep that precious jewel" she shook her head, with a little chuckle.

"Will we stop talking about my virginity for this time?" I suggested, fighting not to get annoyed. Then I gave her the dress I bought and she quickly liked it in an instance. "Oh and here..." I placed 100 dollars on the desk "We still haven't fully paid for our dept in this shitty apartment' u told her.

"Your husband didn't touch you the whole 3 weeks you spend in your honeymoon?" She asked bringing that topic once again.

I rolled my eyes and buried my face on my pillow "Can we please stop talking about that?"

"I am just confused! C'mon, you're husband is known for his hot and handsome looks also being the number one playboy. I can't believe that he let his wife be a virgin. I mean...what did you do the whole time? Stare at each other"

"Catalina! Stop, Rafael and I are not what you think of. Our relationship is fake. We even only had one real kiss, we don't sleep on the same bed and we will only be sweet with each other if we see a camera pointed at us." I explained.

"Did you try to seduce him...even once?'

I scuffed then muttered "No. "

Catalina rolled her eyes then shook her head "My, my...Belle, you already had the opportunity. Do you wish to give that on some random guy? Better give it to your own husband instead"

My jaw dropped and my mouth gaped open then my face turns shades of red "I am not planning to loose it to him! Fuck, I am not even ready to have sex!"

"Belle, you're already turning twenty in any months now and you are way past the legal age. Women these days loose others at their teenage days and then there's you! A twenty year old married woman who just came from a honeymoon STILL a bloody virgin!"

"Then what do you want me to do?!" I snapped. "Seduce him?! He doesn't even want me"

"He's a man, Belle. Just get naked in front of him and he will be begging in his knees" she smirked, "Believe me...I've been with thousand of different men, I already know every kind of them and none of them let me down" she respond, with an evil smile then she stood up and head towards the kitchen to make some coffee for the both of us.

Seduce my husband?

But it is like flirting right? I am still living because my job is to flirt with random men but seducing, I think, leads to bed.

And I don't know if I am ready for it.

"How will I seduce him?" I suddenly blurt out and I saw the huge grin formed from her.

"Well, honey, first..."