KATE WINSLEET stepped inside her luxurious penthouse Arthuro had gifted her yesterday, kicking off her Louboutin heels. The room was dark, save for the city lights spilling through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Clarence was sitting in the shadows, nursing a glass of bourbon. When Kate flicked on the light, he stood up to greet her, but he froze midway. His eyes completely bypassed her face and locked onto the blinding sparkle resting against her collarbone.
"Kate..." Clarence whispered, his voice shaking. "Ano 'yang nasa leeg mo?"
Kate lazily touched the vintage diamond choker, a smug, intoxicating smile playing on her lips. "Beautiful, isn't it? It's a Velasco family heirloom. Arthuro gave it to me tonight."
Clarence felt the air leave his lungs. Seeing the diamonds in person made the
