Novels by Zheria Moon

Zhe’s POV Hindi ko namalayan ang oras kung hindi pa ako kinatok ni Cindy. “Ms. Zhe, nearly six na po.” Napatingin ako sa wall clock sa opisina—5:56 PM. Shit. Hinubad ko ang glasses ko at nag-unat, pagod man pero pinipilit maging composed. “Thank you, Cindy. Umuwi na kayo,” sabi ko habang inaayos ang mga gamit ko sa desk. Lumapit ako sa salamin at inayos ang sarili ko. Okay... Hindi naman ako mukhang pagod. Medyo magulo lang ang buhok. Pero maganda pa rin ako, obviously. Kaya hindi ko na rin pinag-abalahang ayusin pa ‘yon. Paglabas ko ng opisina, nagulat ako nang makita si Cindy sa may exit ng café, nakapamewang at nakangiti ng malisyoso. Yung ibang staff ko naasa labas pa rin ng café, halatang may inaabangan. I frowned. “Bakit hindi pa kayo umuuwi?” tanong ko habang ini-scan ang paligid. Nilapitan ko ang exit door at sinara iyon, kunwari’y abala. “Tama nga talaga hinala ko,” ani Cindy sabay nguso sa direksyon sa labas. “Yung pinakilala mong client sa’kin… yun talaga ang manl

Zhe's POVNagmamadali akong tumakbo papunta sa kama at nagtalukbong.Nakakahiya!I tried to close my eyes. Pinilit ko talaga ang sarili ko na matulog para maibsan ang kahihiyan na nararamdaman ko.Bakit ko ba kasi yun ginawa?Does someone control me para gawin 'yun? Jusmiyo!Para akong sinaniban ng kaluluwa ni Rain huh!Maya-maya pa, I felt the dip on the other side of the bed.SHET. Huwag kang gagalaw, Zhe. Magpanggap kang patay—what anong patay?Naramdaman kong hinawakan niya ang kumot—lightly, almost hesitant, as if trying to check on me.Wala akong ibang naisip kundi ang magpanggap na humihilik.Damn it!Narinig ko ang mahina niyang pagtawa after that I heard the shallow way he breathed.Then came the whisper—low, strained, full of frustration and hunger.“You’re killing me, Zhe.”He’s still controlling himself.Oh please Caleb, I am really sorry for what I’ve caused. Hindi talaga ako yun!Peroo, well done, self. You're now a professional tease.Pero Lord alam mong hindi ko talaga

Zhe’s POVHe sat across from me, pero kahit ganon, he still looked for every excuse to lean forward, to reach out, to sneak glances that made my chest tighten in all the best ways.He poured me a drink, then looked at me like he just enjoyed the view. Me. I was the view.“So… what’s on the menu, Chef Caleb?” I teased, raising a brow as I surveyed the table.He cleared his throat, proud but trying to play it cool. “Creamy garlic butter chicken, roasted veggies, and pasta. Manang handled the rice… and most of the hard stuff. I just stirred.”I let out a laugh. “Stirred?”He gave me a cocky grin, “Yah, it help a lot.”Oh my God, this man.And why do I’m blushing? Help.I picked up my fork, ready to take a bite, but he suddenly stood up and grabbed a spoon instead. He scooped some chicken, blew on it slightly, then leaned toward me, holding it up.“Tikman mo muna ‘to. Tell me if I stirred it right.”I blinked. “You’re feeding me?”“Bakit? Ayaw mo ba?” he asked, pretending to frown, pero h

Zhe’s POVNakapatong ang siko ko sa mesa habang nakatingin lang ako sa planner ko, pero ni isang word, hindi ko mabasa nang maayos.Paulit-ulit lang ang mga tanong sa isip ko.“I’ll figure it out.”What does that even mean?Feelings aren’t puzzles to solve.Kung nararamdaman mo, you say it.You don’t stall.You don’t leave the person hanging—especially not me.Napapikit ako nang mariin. Damn him.Napatingin ako sa pinto nang may kumatok.I blinked back into reality. “Come in.”The door creaked open, and Rain strode in—one brow raised and her arms crossed.“Why did you call me all of a sudden? Something came up? What is it?” tanong niya habang sinasara ang pinto sa likod niya. Her tone wasn’t annoyed—more like… suspicious.I sighed and leaned back sa swivel chair ko.“You want coffee first?” iwas ko.She narrowed her eyes. “Honey, don’t deflect. You only call me when something’s messing with your head or your heart.”I sighed again.She sat across from me and tilted her head. “Let me g

Zhe’s POVI’m still here in my room.Hindi ko na maalala kung ilang oras na akong nakaupo sa kama, nakatulala sa kawalan.Sophie’s voice still echoes in my ears kahit na tahimik na sa labas.Tears streamed endlessly down my cheeks. Hindi ko na pinunasan. What for? Tutulo rin ulit. Tears after tears. Pain after pain."What have I done?" bulong ko sa sarili ko, halos hindi ko na marinig ang sarili ko. Parang nalunod na sa bigat ng emosyon ang boses ko.I wanted to reach out. To call. To explain.Pero para saan pa?Para patunayan kung gaano ako naging tanga?Napatingin ako sa pinto nang may kumatok. Napalunok ako, pero hindi ako gumalaw. Wala akong balak buksan ‘yon.Or I must say, hindi na kailangan.With a soft click, the door creaked open.Nag-angat ako ng tingin. Caleb stood there, holding an envelope in his hand. His face was unreadable.“Let’s talk,” he said, voice low but sure.Tahimik akong tumayo, kahit nanlalambot ang tuhod ko. I held my breath and stood tall.“Yes. Kailangan n

Zhe’s POV Nagising ako dahil sa sikat ng araw. Dahan-dahan akong bumangon. I was here in Caleb's room.I bit my lower lip nang maalala ko ang naganap kagabi.Ano ba 'yan, Zhe?! Hindi mo man lang natanong kung saan siya galing, kung bakit siya nawala ng limang araw.Dahan-dahan akong bumaba sa kama. I could feel the soreness in my core.Damn it, Caleb. Tinotoo niya talaga yung limang rounds. Hindi ko alam kung nasaan ang damit ko, kaya ‘yung long sleeve niya na lang ang pinulot ko at sinuot. Hindi ko na rin mahagilap ang bra ko, kaya hindi na ako nag-abalang maghanap pa.Tahimik. Wala akong marinig na ingay mula sa banyo, kaya siguro’y wala na siya.Naglakad ako papunta sa pinto at pinihit ang seradura. Tahimik ang buong bahay, animo'y walang tao.Hindi muna ako pumasok sa kwarto ko dahil nauuhaw ako. I was only wearing his white long sleeve—nothing inside. Hanggang kalahati ng hita ko ang haba nito, kaya litaw na litaw ang magaganda kong legs.Yes, maganda. ‘Cause why not?Bumaba ak