BOUND BY DREAMS

They say the air in Baguio is different-cool, crisp, and carrying the scent of pine and damp earth, capable of keeping secrets and wrapping you in a quiet kind of magic. It is a place where days are spent working hard, trading, building empires, and standing tall before the world. But it is also a place where the nights are long, cold, and heavy with silence... and in that silence, desires that were buried deep begin to rise.

Elisa was a woman who had everything a person could ask for. Wealth, land, respect, security, and a future mapped out clearly before her. She was practical, grounded, and sensible-the kind of woman who measured everything in her life, including her heart. She was engaged to a man who was perfect on paper, a union that would strengthen her family's name and secure her legacy.

But there was one thing she did not measure, one thing she could not control: the dreams that visited her when the lights went out.

For years, she had carried the memory of a night that never happened. A memory of hands that knew every curve of her body, of a voice that whispered things no one had ever dared to say, of a pleasure so intense it felt like her soul was being rewritten. She could not see his face. She did not know his name. But she knew his touch. She knew the heat of his skin. She knew the way he made her feel-alive, wild, and completely his.

It was a memory that belonged only to the dark. A memory of her first time, given freely to a man who existed nowhere but in her sleep.

But what happens when the dream begins to bleed into reality? What happens when the man you have only loved in the night suddenly steps into your daylight?

This is the story of Elisa, and the man she loved before she ever met him.