The Glimpse of My Past novel Chapter 3

Leandro’s P.O.V.

She became the love of my life ever since I laid my eyes on her. Realizations soon hit me that I did not have to say those words to Claire or better known as Diane. I did not mean to scare her or anything, I just wanted her to know that I would be always here for her—guarding her silently.-

Giving up on her was never an option, and I would not accept any defeat no matter what. I would never give her up, and I was willing to fight with anyone who would block my way to get her heart. I would always protect her in ways I knew, and I would never leave her alone. Other people would not understand me, but I adored Diane so much as if she was on a pedestal.

Yes. I already knew her name right from the start. Dayanara Clariz Rivera. But I just chose to ride on whatever trip she had—whether she wanted to use a fake name or not—because even if I turned the world upside down, I knew in my heart that she was the only woman I ever wanted.

I experienced dating a lot of famous personalities all my life. Some of them were even invincible lawyers and renowned actresses in America, but I still came back here and looked for Diane.

If raising hell can prove how much I admire her, I can do that. I will do anything for her because I love Diane so much!

Staying here in our mansion, getting relaxed while sitting on our European-styled sofa with my feet on the center table, I was drinking wine to warm up. I could never get tired of looking at Diane’s lovely and seductive photos stored on my cellular phone. As a result, my body felt a lot hotter. I suddenly got burned with desires and intense pleasure.

I took some of the photos myself, most especially when she sexily danced on the stage. My already big crotch would even become superior at the thought of how she could turn me on with her glorious moves. But most of the photos were taken by the person I ordered to monitor her—someone who used to report her every action. True to my words, I had eyes and ears everywhere.

Reminiscing the first day I saw her, I could not help but smile while remembering how I made some moves for her to notice me. I was a graduating student then at the Quego del Mar Exclusive School for Business and Finance—a prestigious and private university just opposite the Quego del Mar Public University where Diane attended. She was a freshman way back then, and I was taking care of my graduation requirements.

If falling in love at first sight was the correct term, then I must admit, that was what happened to me the first time I saw her coming out of the gate of their school. Even though I had a girlfriend before, I could not help but get attracted to Diane’s small face matched with a moderate-tip nose.

Her cheeks were rosy-white even though she was not wearing makeup at all. Her lips were naturally red—luscious enough for me to own from night until dawn. Not only that, but her breasts were bigger than the usual size that was too obvious from her all-white uniform. I guessed I would never get enough of her.

She was the whitest, fairest, prettiest, and the sexiest of all women I had ever seen. Not to mention her about five feet and seven inches height of a beauty queen—too far from my short girlfriend in five feet. I just could not get rid of that one before because she was always doing great at satisfying me in the bed, most especially every time that she would do me a deep throat, swallowing my every release.