For The Love of Death

And they say, "In every man's triumph or fall, there is a woman, behind."

Fiel Davidal was a Kung Fu Champion who eventually became the head trainer of Wolvy's Martial Arts Training Center owned and Managed by the WNC Company, a well-known Martial Arts Institution, that has trained and produced gold medalists in every competition.

Fiel Davidal is a man of strength, a wise mind, more than enough money to spend as an unmarried man, and a peaceful life with sexcapades with different women from time to time.

Until, Clushia, a new female trainee, has enrolled at Wolvy's Martial Arts Training Center. Clushia is a beautiful, young maiden, who immediately showed interest and later obsession with Fiel Davidal.

This is where the complexity in Fiel Davidal's life started.

"Clushia, stop this. This is not right. I am your trainer and you are my trainee," Fiel Davidal said as he tried to stop Clushia from kissing and hugging him.

"I know, you want me also, Sir. Why are you trying to hinder what you feel for me?" the young woman said as she hugged her trainer, tighter and claimed his lips aggressively.

Fiel, who has been attracted to the young beauty, was not able to control himself and gave in to his lustful desires. He kissed back Clushia with such fiery and wildness.

Clushia became more aggressive as she felt her handsome trainer, giving in to her seduction. Her right hand traveled down and got inside his Kung Fu pants. When she reached her target, she played with it the way she knew how to let a man moan in delight.

Fiel Davidal was no longer in control of himself as he lifted the young woman and put her butt on his sturdy wooden executive desk. They were inside Fiel's office in the training center.

When Fiel took her, he felt her groan with pain and he was confused. How come that he was the first man in her life? She showed him how aggressive she is as a woman; brave and liberated.

Fiel stopped from thrusting inside her and looked at her with a furrowed forehead, but Clushia encircled her delicate hands around his neck and kissed him deeply as she moved herself to let Fiel penetrate her more.

With that, Fiel's last ounce of control snapped and he gave her what she craves for. She was moaning in delight as Fiel pounced at her repeatedly and with a certain speed; from a slower phase to picking up higher until it reached its maximum speed, which eventually brought her to that peak of complete ecstasy.

"Clushia," Fiel moaned as she called her name.

"Oh, Fiel. You are so good," Clushia murmured while tears drifted from her eyes. She had given it all to Fiel even though she had no guarantee that he would love her back. She just wanted to feel loved by him. She truly loved this man and from the onset that she laid eyes on him, she knew very well that she finally found the man, whom she would spend her whole life with.

Fiel saw her tears and suddenly, he felt guilty. "Clushia, I am sorry for this. I was not able to control myself," he said worried as he apologized.

"Don't mind me, Sir Fiel, these are tears of joy. I am just so happy to finally make my fantasies come to reality," the young woman said with a smile, although tears were still dripping down her cheeks.

"Clushia, I wanted to be responsible for this. Tell me, when do you want me to visit your home and tell your parents of my intention to marry you?" Fiel suddenly said without even thinking much.

With full of astonishment, Clushia looked at the man, who had been in her dreams for so many nights. "Fiel, are you sure you wanted me to be your wife?" she said, exclaiming.

Fiel smiled at her and gently caressed her lovely face. "I do, Clushia. I wanted you to be my wife."

With much happiness, Clushia embraced Fiel and gave him rains of kisses on his cheeks to his laughter.

"Let me bring you home, Clushia," he then offered as he gathered their clothes that had been scattered on the floor.