AN hour later, I woke up. At that moment, Fino was already awake too. The idiot had a smirk on his face as he watched me while wearing only boxers.

"What?" I asked as I sat up and rubbed my eyes.

"Should we make another video?"

"What?!” I practically yelled. If he's not tired yet, well, I am! Damn it.

"What’s up is my dick! So let’s fool around" he said, laughing uncontrollably. I rolled my eyes at him.

I got up and glanced around, searching for my clothes and t-shirt. "I should head home," I said.

"I'll give you a ride."

I looked at him. "Not possible right now, Enrique is at home." It's my day off today. And on my days off, we have our dates. It's a good thing I managed to come up with an excuse to be here in the first place.

"So you prefer going on a date with me rather than with him?"

"You wish,"  I furrowed my brow.

“I’m flattered!” the idiot tried hiding a smile. The furrow on my brow disappeared. I was trying to hold back a smile too.

I just turned away from him. He's so annoying.

When I saw my clothes ready to be worn, I was about to put them on when suddenly, I was surprised as Fino hugged me from behind. I involuntarily gulped.

"Let's just have a quickie," he urged as he rested his cheek on my shoulder.

"Cut it out? Look what time it is. It's already four o'clock—" I bit my lip as I felt something hard from behind. I could feel how it gradually hardened.

"Just a moment," he planted a kiss on my shoulder, "I promise, it will be just a moment. No video. I'll make it quick."

I let out a sigh and faced him. I could feel my cheeks turning red from the sudden warmth that spread through my system. "Just be quick, okay?"

He had a wide grin. He raised and lowered his thick eyebrows. "You’re really into me," he said, which I just rolled my eyes at. I followed him as he guided my hand. He made me hold tightly on the bed sheet. I was positioned in front of him, on all fours.

And I was left gaping in shock when, without a word, he entered his girth inside me. My knees trembled as he hit my G-spot. I let out a whimper while absentmindedly clutching the bed sheet with both hands.

"Uhh... Fino..." My face was pressed into the bed sheet.

I could only gasp and moan as his thrusts quickened. I just accepted and embraced all the pleasure he was giving me. With every push of his masculinity into my passage, the heat in my body flared up and intensified. I realized that sweat was now trickling down from my forehead.

"Lara... Ahh, f*ck!" He couldn't hold back any longer. He occasionally spanked my supple rear, and instead of feeling pain, I found pleasure in it. "Ahh, f*ck... You’re so... Ahh, ahh... good."

I couldn't respond with anything other than moans. I did nothing but accept the ecstatic feeling he was giving me until I felt my release for the second time.

"I'm close, Lara... Uhh, f*ck... Shit..." Fino's intense groans echoed.

I could feel the rhythm of his thrusts. It became erratic. Faster and faster until I sensed that I was about to climax again. Given the length of his size, I had no difficulty reaching that point. It's one of the reasons why I suddenly thirsted for him after having a taste yesterday.

He gave one quick thrust before we both moaned loudly. Before we both climaxed while he was still inside me, I bit my lip hard as my eyes rolled back in pleasure.

"Ahh... Shit." I found myself on my knees when he finally withdrew his manhood. It's as if my knees had weakened due to the overwhelming pleasure.

I looked at him, still catching my breath. “You really had no intention of letting me walk properly, didn't you? I glared.

Sweat was on his forehead; he chuckled. I saw his perfect smile. “That was the plan.”

“You're so annoying.” I rolled my eyes before deciding to just sit on the bed. I lay down, still catching my breath as I gazed at the ceiling. I bit my lip, savoring the lingering pleasure within me.

“You should just sleep here.” I quickly turned to Fino. He was pouting mischievously now.

“How about I’ll punch you instead?”

“Just trying my luck, hehe.”

I got up. Because I knew that if I didn't, something would surely happen between us again. I don't know what's with this guy, but it's like he has limitless energy.

I picked up my clothes. I quickly put it on, faster than the wind. Before I slung my bag over my shoulder. "I'm leaving," I said, focusing my gaze on the reclining Fino.

"Take care," he showed me a bright smile that caused me to smile as well. But before he could see it, I decided to leave his unit.

"THIS is my stop," I said as I tapped the jeep's ceiling. But the jeep driver didn't hear it. That's why I had to raise my voice even more.

But still, nothing happened.

I had already passed our corner. Embarrassingly, people were staring at me instead of helping me. It was there that my sense of shame kicked in.

"Stop! Drop me off by the side!" I exclaimed in frustration.

The jeepney suddenly halted, almost causing me to stumble into the person next to me. Thankfully, there was a plastic cover blocking us.

I glared at the driver. I shot him an angry look before getting off. Cursed that driver, it seems he doesn't know how to clean his ears.

Irritated, I walked back to our corner. It wasn't that far, so it only took me a few minutes to get back there.

And just as I was about to turn into our alley, I saw Enrique. Even with a face mask on, I could tell from his eyes that he was smiling at me.

With a furrowed brow, he lowered his face mask. "Took you long enough, love. I've been waiting here for a while." He pouted. As he always did, he took my bag, slung it over his shoulder, and held my hand.

I stammered a bit. "Oh, we just had a little detour with Badette, that's why it took a while." The excuse I gave him was that Badette invited me to a christening in the neighboring town.

"It's okay, you’re always worth the wait anyway." He drew me closer to him. My chest pressed against his arm. "I’m so crazy for you."

I remained silent. I don't know, but a part of me had already started to grow cold towards him on its own. In the past few weeks, I've been gradually losing interest. And in the recent days, he's no longer the first thing I look for when I open my eyes in the morning—a feeling I hadn't experienced in our seven years together.

And luckily, he's ignorant to my stupid schemes. Luckily, he's oblivious to my distancing acts.

Do I really want this?

This loss of interest... This gradual disappearance of the warmth I used to feel for him?

I don't know.

I know I don't want it. I know I never even considered throwing away our seven years of love for the sake of temptation. But... why do I still find myself doing it? Why am I still doing it?

I let out a sigh.

“Oh, are you okay?” he asked. I didn't realize he was already leading me towards our favorite spot in the squatter area—the rice field.

I forced a smile at him and I reluctantly nodded.

And because he's innocent to all my nonsense, he quickly changed the subject. I looked at him until I saw the orange hue of the setting sun kiss him. Alongside that was the radiance of his beautiful smile.

His eyes were fixed on the rice field, where the sun was setting. "The beauty of this place never fades," he said, then he looked at me, "much like you."

I hesitated to smile. My chest suddenly tightened. I playfully pinched his side. "Nice try."

"As if you don’t know that already," he chuckled, pulling me towards the edge of the rice field. There was a patch of soil there where farmers often sit to rest.

We both sat there. I was in between his thighs. He leaned me against his body. Briefly, a clash between the cool breeze that swept by and the warmth of his embrace enveloped me. "Just like that view, that's how I feel about you, love," I felt him trace my arm with his thumb. "Infinite."

My chest continued to ache. I bit my lip as I endured it.

Why is he like this?

Why is it so hard to do wrong by him? Why do I feel like I’m the dumbest person? Here, he’s the dream man of any woman and yet here I am, deceiving him... betraying him.

But wait, who am I deceiving? It's true.

I'm really dumb. A total airhead. Because of my overwhelming stupidity, I can't even figure out how to stop my foolishness anymore... but do I even want to stop it?

"Love, don’t worry. After 5 or God knows how many years, I'll give you a family you didn't have while growing up."

I closed my eyes.

Seriously, Enrique...

My conscience is torturing me now. I just want the ground to swallow me whole cause I'm so ashamed in front of him. I'm so ashamed of myself too. I'm so filthy. I'm disgustingly filthy.

"I'll show you that all the hardships you went through as a child will be worth it. Even the duration of our relationship, I'll prove to you that you didn't make a mistake choosing me."

But what if you're the one who made a mistake choosing me, Enrique?

He held me tighter. Until I felt his kiss on my head. "We'll have two children. Just two, okay? I don't want you to have a difficult pregnancy. And you might get stressed taking care of many kids. I want you to be just chill at home. I want you to play the role of a lady of the house in our own home."

I felt his chest rise and fall. "I'm so excited for that day to come, love. I'm getting impatient."

He pressed his lips to my head again. "I love you so much, love. I love you from the depths of my heart. Infinitely."

I couldn't respond. I just swallowed hard, my eyes welling up. Along with that was the sharp ache in my chest.

I can't bear the weight of my conscience anymore.

It's hurting so much.

The pain is just too much.

Amidst this pain, I realized everything. Finally, I woke up. I realized that I really need to stop. I need to put an end to whatever blossoming connection I have with Fino.

Enough.

The few weeks of succumbing to temptation are enough.

It really needs to stop.

I need to wake up to reality. A reality where I have nothing to choose but Enrique—the person who has been my pillar through all my hardships. My respite. My future. Infinite.