Chapter 25

At five to eight, we parked in front of a large three-story house inside a gated community in Taguig. Luz and I were in the Phantom, while Mayu, Paz and Tala, who arrived just as we were about to leave, took the Kia to the mall.

“We’re here,” Luz said, looking up at the mansion. “Park on the driveway, there.” She pointed out a concrete path a little ways up the road.

She was dressed in a stunning strapless red dress that bared her shoulders and arms. It went all the way to the ground, hiding her open-toed heels. She wore golden bangles on her wrists and golden loops on her ears, with a mahogany wood armlet wrapped around her right bicep from which several small ruby pendants dangled.

Her makeup was similarly high-effort. Her lips were a deep crimson, and her eyes were shadowed perfectly by Mayu’s absurd dexterity with dark, gold-flecked paint which shone in the light and brought out her deep brown eyes.

I parked where Luz had pointed and exited the Phantom. We were next to a yellow Bugatti, judging by the branding, though I couldn’t tell which model. From here, I could also get a better look at what was, per Luz, the Gallardos’ main residence.

This mansion was a modernist structure painted in simple light tans and white. It was richly decorated with greenery, having more than one raised garden on second and third floor balconies.

It was all right angles, lit by spotlights that emphasized the decorative shrubbery and main path to the front door. Many walls were entirely made of glass windows, especially in the upper floors, and wood paneling added some earthy tones to the structure.

In short, it was a hell of an expensive house.

I opened Luz’s door, offering my hand and helping her out.

“Do I still look okay?” she asked for maybe the fifteenth time.

“Yes, honey,” I assured her, smiling. “Though...”

“What?!” Her eyes widened, gluing themselves to mine.

“Don’t worry, I’ll fix it,” I said, brushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “Give me your left hand for a moment.”

She did so, her bangles clinking together at the movement. I grabbed her hand, stretching out her fingers against my palm as she looked on in confusion. Then, onto her ring finger, I slipped a thin golden band encrusted with a diamond flanked by two rubies.

She gasped, her right hand shooting to her mouth. “Oh my God...! Edward...!”

“I wasn’t sure if I should give it to you before or during the dinner,” I admitted. “Ultimately, I figured you wouldn’t want it to be in front of other people, though.”

She hugged me tight, lifting her head toward me for a kiss. I obliged, pecking her lips a few times, making sure not to smudge her lipstick.

“I love you, Edward...” she whispered.

“Love you too, honey,” I said, nuzzling her nose with my own.

She giggled, tears starting to stream down from her eyes. I pulled out my handkerchief and dabbed her face dry.

“Ugh, my makeup...” she complained, swiping the handkerchief away. “You had to do this right now...?”

“I just want you to know that you don’t have to worry about anything, Luz.” I hugged her lightly by the hips. “I’m here for you. I’ll make sure that you’re happy, always.”

She sobbed, lightly hitting me, then leaving her hand on my chest as she stared at her new ring with a big smile. She kissed me again, and again.

She stopped suddenly and suspiciously looked around. There was no one else here, though. I couldn’t even hear cars. She insistently pulled on me, turning us until I was closest to the car, and then she pushed me inside. I followed her lead, though I didn’t get what she was going for.

I sat on the passenger seat with my legs still on the concrete driveway.

“What are we doing?” I asked.

She crouched in front of me and started to fumble with my belt.

“Oh, this is what we’re doing!”

“Hush. We need to be quick,” she said, fishing out my dick. She clicked her tongue. “You’re not hard yet, come on...!”