Macy Bianca Cruz… a woman who has everything anyone could ever ask for. Any sane person would even kill just to be in her state. But, if Macy will be given a chance to rewrite her life story just what she is doing as an Editor-in-Chief slash part-time writer, she would gladly revise some parts of it. Don’t let yourself be deceived of what your naked eyes can see. Because just like the quotation stated “Grass is always greener on the other side of the land.” Know more of her real self and struggles in life as she unfolds it before your very eyes.

Exes' Baggage And More

Andrew stepped closer to Macy, forcing her back until Macy met the wall. Andrew approached her, placed his hands on both sides of Macy's head and leaned so close that Macy could feel the warmth from his body, and the distinctive smell of his cologne. 


Andrew closed the gap between them, kissing Macy once more. She grabbed the man's shoulders to pull him closer, groaning as Andrew pushed his legs between Macy's thighs; not quite as hot as Macy thought, but she didn't complain. She could feel something under Andrew’s jeans. 


“Andrew…” Macy mumbled breathlessly in Andrew's mouth. “I want… Can I touch you?” 


“Yeah,” Andrew hissed, grabbed Macy's hand and led him to his pants. 


While Macy's focus was broken, Andrew's lips touched Macy's jaw and neck, kissing and biting the sensitive skin. Macy's moans turned into sighs as Andrew slipped his fingers under the belt of her jeans to touch her. 


Chapter Sixty Eight