Novels by Kurdapya Fuentebella

She was tall, fair-skinned, and slender. She wore a white, knee-length, fitted dress, while her long, wavy hair fell freely down her back. Even the simple smile on her lips seemed enough to make anyone turn their head.Henry approached the woman and gently assisted her as she stepped down. One of his hands remained on her back, as if ensuring she wouldn't slip."Henry!" Freddie called out cheerfully."Dad," Henry replied in a happy voice, and the two embraced as they reached each other."I'm glad you came.""Of course. I promised I'd visit."Then, Henry turned to the woman he was with. I wasn't surprised when he ignored me honestly, it was better that way."Dad, I'd like you to meet Mathilda."I felt a tight knot form in my chest. But I forced my face to remain calm, even though I desperately wanted to look away.The woman bowed politely."Good afternoon, Sir Freddie."A wide smile spread across my husband's face as he shook her hand."Welcome! Welcome! You are absolutely beautiful.

I woke up from a bad dream, but I can no longer remember it now. I immediately felt the soft fabric wrapped around my body and the coldness of the air conditioner kissing my skin. As I looked around, the ceiling of Henry’s faculty office greeted me. I didn't realize I had fallen into such a deep sleep.I moved, and my whole body didn't hurt as much anymore, especially my core, compared to earlier. I noticed a shadow quickly approaching where I was.It was Henry."You're awake," his voice drifted as he immediately sat beside me on the sofa and supported me right away."What time is it?" I asked. I scanned the surroundings and noticed the sun was already starting to set outside the window."It’s past three in the afternoon," he replied while fixing a few strands of hair blocking my face.My eyes widened. "What? I missed the rest of my classes!""Don't worry about that," he answered quickly, one of his hands remaining on my forehead. "I already got you excused. What matters is that your

I was on my way to the university, but I couldn't sit still in my seat. I couldn’t even bring myself to open the calculus and physics notes inside my bag. How could I focus when my mind was trapped in what had happened last night, compounded by the news from this morning? I didn't even know what to feel. I should have been happy that my husband would live a long life, but it felt as though my own heart had died. Upon arriving on campus, instead of heading straight to my classroom, I deliberately followed Henry because we needed to talk in private. I made my way to the Engineering Faculty Office. Fortunately, it was still early, so the room was empty. When I opened the door, I found Henry standing by the window, staring outside with a wine glass in his hand. It was barely morning, yet he was already drinking. Was he trying to drown his emotions?“Henry…” I called softly as I closed the door behind me.He slowly turned around. His face remained expressionless, but his eyes pierced str

I woke up feeling heavy all over. The first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was the intense soreness and pain between my thighs. But before I could even move I felt the warmth of a large palm wrapped tightly around my stomach. I could feel Henry breathing behind me; he was sleeping so soundly that he was even snoring softly. I slowly removed his hand from my waist. My whole body really ached because Henry touched me all night long. Sometimes, I would just wake up because of his kisses. I could no longer count how many rounds we did, but I was sure of one thing: he let out all of his fluids inside me. I went into the bathroom and immediately turned on the shower. I could no longer stop my tears from flowing. I washed my body, trying hard to remove the smell and traces of Henry’s saliva, but I knew that no matter how hard I scrubbed, the stain on my conscience could never be erased. I committed treason. In the very room where my dying husband was, I gave myself up to his son. A

He kissed my neck, causing my head to tilt, but unexpectedly, I saw Freddie move. My eyes widened, and I wasn't mistaken. My heart nearly burst from my chest when I saw Freddie move, his eyes seemingly about to open. In a fit of shock and fear, I forced myself to push Henry away with all my might. Gasping for air, I stared at his confused face, my whole body trembling at the terror that in the blink of an eye, we might be caught by his own father.“Stop! Stop it!” I continued to push him. He followed my gaze, and his jaw tightened instantly. The lingering softness in Henry’s eyes was suddenly replaced by burning rage. Instead of being afraid or pulling away because of my warning, he seemed even more insulted and angered by my words. He pressed his heavy body against me even harder, seemingly not caring if his father, who was sleeping on the other bed, woke up."Why? Are you scared?" he whispered, his voice sharp and menacing."What are you afraid of, Solana? That you'll be charged wit

I no longer wait to see what else will happen in the kitchen. In the midst of my shock and fear, I quickly turn around and run upstairs, heading straight to the bedroom I share with my husband. Upon entering, I immediately lock the door behind me, and only then do I dare to take a deep breath.I change into my sleepwear and lie down on the other bed, right next to Freddie. I am determined to stay inside this room for good, avoiding any trouble or any chance of running into Henry. Because of being exhausted from a whole day of commuting and the sheer weight of everything that has transpired, I don’t even notice myself drifting off to sleep beside my husband. But in the middle of the night, my slumber slowly fades as a strange sensation stirs me awake. I feel someone caressing my leg, followed by gentle kisses crawling upward. I try to sit up to see what is happening, but before I can even move, a heavy body suddenly presses down on me. Before a scream can escape my throat, a wide pal