Chapter 9: Chapter 9

I kept blinking as I stared at the ceiling. I could not believe Valjerome is lying next to me now, most of all I never thought I would wake up in his arms.

He's freakin 'hugging me.

I have held my breath as I felt Valjerome's arm tightened and drew me even closer to his body.

"You wake up early," he said hoarsely as he pressed his face against my neck.

I feel like my heart will move out of my chest with the force of its beating. I cleared my throat and tried to speak with my quivering lips.

"It’s morning already, Val," I softly said.

He just hummed and nodded against my neck. I could even feel him sniffing.

"Are you still sore?" he asked.

My face automatically heated up as I remembered what we did last night.

"Val!" I shouted when his hand cupped my womanhood.

I'm wearing a shirt and cotton shorts now I don't wonder anymore how that happened.

"Hmm. Swollen," he whispered.

If there’s something redder than a tomato, I’m sure that’s the color of my face now.

How can I not? Your weapon is too big.

He pulled away his face and looked at me softly. "Good morning," he greeted.

At the second time, I blinked a lot as I stared into his gentle eyes. "G-good morning," I responded.

Am I having a convulsion?

"What do you want for breakfast?" he asked and squeezed himself back into my neck again.

I didn’t know what to answer. It seemed my brain was floating on what was happening. I wanted to ask but I was afraid that this illusion would suddenly disappear.

"Anything," I answered.

He gave me another tight hug and then slowly got up. I just watched his movements, still amazed at his sudden change.

"I'll just cook, I'll just call you to Manang when it's time to eat," he said and bent down to give me a kiss on the forehead. "Rest, okay?" he added.

I could only nod in response as I repeatedly felt his kiss on my forehead.

He gave me a thrift smile then turned his back against me. I watched him go outside my room. I let out a deep breath as the door finally closed.

"What the hell is happening right now?" I murmured to myself. "Did he change because something happened to us?"

I was an idiot for a few minutes before I decided to get up to take a shower, but as I was about to sit up, I fell on the bed again because I could still feel the pain on the lower part of my body.

"Fvck!" I exclaimed as I shut my eyes tightly.

My lips quivered in both amazement and pain.

"Is it this painful to lose virginity?!" I exclaimed and shook my head.

I breathed several times then slowly sat up. When I got used to the pain I slowly stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

"What the...merciful heaven, why did you give me a husband with a vacuum mouth," I asked unconsciously as I looked at the red marks appearing on my body from the reflection of the mirror.

One, two, three, four, five, six, I count in my mind as I was removing the dress I am wearing.

“Six hickeys for Jazzie Zamora’s morning,” I said and shook my head in disbelief.

Instead of putting my attention to it, I just washed my face and brushed my teeth.

Heaven first,hell after.

My phone rang exactly as I came out of the bathroom. I slowly towards the bedside table and answered the call when I saw Azy’s name on the screen.

"Good morning my beautiful model!" he greeted me warmly.

I rolled my eyes and gently sat on my bed. My face turned red when I noticed the red mark.

"You are so early for gossip," I said sarcastically.

He chuckled on the line. "Excuse me, I am your bestfriend, remember, so I should be the one to know everything," he said.

I just sighed deeply and rubbed my forehead. "What happened on the shoot?" I asked.

"Hmm. Well actually, Mr. Chaos demanded a second photoshoot. I'm sorry, Jazzie. I didn't know it would take this far. You also didn't let me know that your husband is one of the famous businessmen here in the Philippines, "he long said

Even in abroad. I corrected in my mind.

"It's okay. I'm at fault too." I sighed deeply then bit my lower lip. "The media...they are...not informed about the news?" I stuttered.

"Mr. Chaos handled the people involved in the scene. Just be grateful and most of his staff were there, and the others were bribed with ‘chaching’!" he narrated.

My forehead furrowed to what my manager said. Why would he do that?

"So...When did you get married? Seriously, you really kept me a secret," Azy added, sulky.

I shook my head and flashed a small smile. "We just celebrated our 3rd anniversary last week," I replied.

He shrieked on the line. "That's why you cleared your schedule, wow! You have a lot of time for watering," he scoffed

My face automatically heated up. Instead of being sad because that didn’t really happen, my system was overwhelmed with shame because of what Valjerome and I did last night.

"Stop it, Azy Angelo," I threatened.

He dramatically gasped. "You are bad at bonding, Jazzie!"

I laughed softly, I immediately regretted it when my pussy hurt. Damn!

"By the way, will we continue shoots in the next few days?" he hesitated to inquire.

I sighed then scanned myself. "I will be resting for a week, I guess.. I just have to fix things.

I need my kiss marks to appease first!

"Okay, I will clear your schedule. Keep safe always," he stated. "Ahmm, Jazzie?" he added.

I just hummed in response.

"Girl, if you don't want your husband anymore, just donate him to me, okay?" he said and giggled in laughter.

I palmed my face out of embarrassment. "Last time I checked, you like girls," I spoke.

"I've changed my mind. I would like to be inserted." He laughed out loud afterwards.

"Oh my God. Your mouth. Azy!" I exclaimed in horror. He continued laughing as if he could see my reaction.

"I'm ending this call now before you might even say something more disgusting," I said and ended the call.

I shook my head in disbelief as I put my phone back on the bedside table.

Who said that I will donate my husband?

As on cue, I heard a knock on the door then Valjerome entered.

"You're done," I asked casually yet shyly at the same time.

He gave me a small smile then walked towards me. He sat down next to me and wrapped his hand around my waist.

"I decided to book in a restaurant," he murmured as he buried his face against my neck.

I was stunned to sit down. I am not sure if it was because of us eating out or because of how he is acting right now.

"Val ..." I called and bit my lower lip.

"Yes?" he replied with his hoarse voice and then looked up at me.

I inhaled deeply and stared at his eyes. "Why are you like this?" I asked boldly even though my chest was throbbing in nervousness. "I mean ... we're not like this, you know," I reminded.

He just stared at me until he slowly distanced himself from me. I saw him gulped two times. I thought he would give me a clear answer but I was wrong because he changed the subject.

"Want to go at the company with me?"