Forbidden Love Affair

Iggy He winced when the light had hit his eyes and the beat of the music turned up so loud inside that bar. He's having fun, dancing with two women at a time. He's so overly drunk but he doesn't mind and he doesn't care. He seldom escapes from his real world, the world of being a Pereira. He is the sole successor and heir of his father and their company isn't just multimillion but multi-billion. He is the Chairman of his own company at the age of thirty, the successor, the handsome and wholesome Juan Miguelle Pereira but he's been going through a lot of things nowadays. He is not okay. Iggy takes a glance at the women all around, amidst the dim lights, and pauses when he sees a blurry silhouette of his wife. Jesus. Is she there? It's been a year since his wife left him. He has to be okay by now but there's a great part of him as a man that is ripped apart. If it's his ego, he doesn't know or maybe, it's still his heart. It's still his heart after all this time. He's still breathing, moving on but he doesn't know why. He framed one of the women's faces who were dancing with him, using his palms, and briskly pulled her for a fierce kiss. The woman responds right away, equaling the intensity of Iggy's kiss. He's feeling so hot and his d**k is throbbing inside his damn briefs. The other woman on his side is palming his c**k through his denim pants as they keep on swaying to the dirty rhythm of the song. "Damn it, Iggy! Run to the pub, you pierced dickhead!" Kristoff laughed as he punched his shoulder. "f**k off, motherfucker!" He tried to kick his friend but he almost landed on the dance floor. Luckily, he's quick so he didn't even fall. He may be so intoxicated but he could still carry himself. They're having a party, a reunion of the fraternity they founded, and their get-together happens every first Saturday of the month to keep the junctions of the organization intact. He’s thirty-two and too old to party like that, especially because he’s a serious type of a guy. He is well respected in his company and his employees are all terrified by his silence. Iggy contorts as he tries to maintain his stance, and Kristoff just shakes his head when he bulges out his chest and fixes his leather coat. he smirked with so much angst. Nothing can beat him down, not even that bullshit booze he took. "Son of a motherfucker! You're so brooding," His friend mastered to say, "So brooding though your heart is still aching." A laugh came out after those words. Iggy glared at Kristoff, "Shut the f**k, pierced dickhead!" He barked which made Kristoff shut his mouth, but with an infernal grin. It's hard to embrace and accept the truth but his friend was right. He's still badly aching because of Winona. He couldn't accept that he had lost his wife because he never had enough time to spend with her. He wasn't aware that when he was unable to call or chat with her, he was already losing her gradually. It's so hard to be in his shoes. He works alone because he is alone. He doesn't have any Abuelo, no mother because his Mom is already dead. His Mom died because of his father's mistress, that woman from Hacienda Vergara, Liza Vergara. She was his Dad's business comrade who invested in their Diamond mining company but later started to hide some filthy affair with his father. His old nanny told her that he was only a one-year-old little toddler who knows nothing in this world but to be fed, his mother started to be left all alone and quietly she was suspecting that his father already had a mistress. He didn't know what was wrong or what happened because he never had the chance to be with his mother for long but his nanny told him that his mother was a great woman with a kind heart. Maybe, it was the reason why she was also the reason why she was betrayed. She had depression, and because she had an inborn heart failure, she wasn't able to deal with all the pain in her heart when she found out that his father's mistress was already pregnant. Iggy's beloved Mom died of, heart attack with terrible pain inside her. That was quite tragic and what’s more tragic? He has an unknown and unrecognized half-brother. He grew up carrying that bitterness inside his heart. He promised himself that he would never walk on the same path that his Dad had walked. He promised to love the only woman who would capture his heart but why did he still fail? Why did Winona cheat on him? She could've asked for his time and told him all the problems that she holds to herself but his woman chose to f**k him up for a lousy bastard. It's not a good reason to look for some stupid d**k whenever he's attending his out-of-town meetings or overseas conferences. That was a damn choice! But how foolish of him to still love the woman despite the bitter truth? It could be that he still loves her because he knew to himself that it was all his fault and his shortcomings. But Winona seems happier now with that man so he must shut the f**k and just be contented with what he has right now. Well, he's in total silence now. He never bothers his former wife anymore. He's partying, working, and womanizing. That's all folks. Women make him happy, womanizing here, womanizing there, and womanizing everywhere. He's changing women just like the way he's changing his clothes. If he finds a woman attractive and catches his attention, there are no more questions, no more beating around the bush. He is one hell of a dangerous fuckboy, dangerous when it comes to bed. He has a bundle of great friends who push the most beautiful ladies toward him. He never says no to them and he never says no to s*x. He's easily triggered and there's no f*****g way he would dare control it. Like tonight, he has two women in his arms, beaten beauty queens from the last beauty pageant where he had spent a big amount of pennies sponsoring that s**t. Now he has the p*****t in his eyes. "Let's go, Iggy," one of the ladies said, shaking his arm, licking his jaw. The other woman also kissed the other side of his face and seemed to be contesting who was better. His red lips curl in an instant as he throws a devilish gaze at Kristoff. He doesn’t mind being dirty in his friend’s place. Kristoff always prepares the VIP room for Iggy and his women. "Is suite number one available?" Iggy asks his friend. "Always f*****g available for you," Kristoff said it with a wink and a dirty grin so he laughed. The roar of laughter isn't familiar or if it is, it only comes out whenever he's overly drunk and out of his cocoon. He looks at the faces of the women who were wrapping their arms around his arms and body, touching every inch of him though he still has the fabrics. It's f*****g time, sluts…