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Amelia Sinclair"Time's up ka na?" tanong ko sa lalaking nakatayo sa tabi ko nang mapansin ang pagsulyap niya sa kanyang orasan."Yeah."Bahagyang bumagsak ang balikat ko sa narinig. Which is weird because I don't even know this man. Dapat nga ay matuwa ako na aalis na siya para maiwan na ako dito mag-isa. "But I kind of don't want to leave yet." I watched him lick his lower lip as though he were thinking about something. My eyes betrayed me, following the movement for half a second before I quickly looked away. "If I go back there and tell them it didn't work out, they're just going to drag me around to find me another woman."He glanced toward the other side of the club. Sinundan ko ang direksiyon ng tingin niya at nakita ko ang mga kaibigan niya na tila dalawang uwak na nakamasid sa amin mula sa malayo.I almost laughed."They really are watching us."He gave a small nod."Would you mind if I bother you some more? In return, I'm sure walang mangungulit sa'yo na ibang lalaki dahi

Valerian DevereauxSabado ng gabi at natagpuan ko ang aking sarili na nakaupo sa loob ng isang club at napapagitnaan nina Andrew at Everett.I really did not want to be here.Clubs were too noisy and messy for my taste. The pounding music was loud enough to vibrate through the table, colored lights flashed across the room, and the smell of alcohol, perfume, and sweat lingered in the air. Kahit saan ako lumingon, may nakikita akong mga tao na umiinom, nagsasayaw, o naghahanap ng maikakama. None of it appealed to me.It had been a month since my father's lawyer dropped the bomb about the condition in my father's will. I needed to be married before my thirty-fifth birthday if I wanted to retain control of Devereaux Holdings. Otherwise, the company would fall into Uncle Victor's hands. And I would rather lose an arm than give that man control over what my father had built.All the women I knew came from the business world. Sinubukan kong makipag-date sa ilan sa kanila, but I could smell t

Amelia Sinclair The bass from the speakers vibrated across the floor as I fully stepped inside the club. Sobrang daming tao sa loob. Binalot ang lugar ng matingkad na ilaw na kulay red at violet. Maamoy sa hangin ang pinagsama-samang amoy ng alak, pabango, at usok ng sigarilyo. I scanned the whole area until I found Trina. She was behind the counter, wearing a skin-tight black shirt and short shorts, with a small apron that the bar required all its female servers to wear. Makapal ang suot na make up nito at nakatali ng maayos ang buhok sa likod. Mayroon din siyang suot na maliit na name tag na nakakabit sa taas ng kanyang dibdib. Agad na nanlaki ang mga mata nito nang mamukhaan ako. She hurried toward me as soon as she delivered the drinks to a nearby table. "Anong ginagawa mo rito?" gulat na tanong niya. First time kong pumunta sa club na ito, kaya hindi na rin ako nagtaka kung bakit ganoon na lang ang gulat sa mukha niya nang makita niya ako. I smiled and lifted the

Amelia SinclairMy life had been falling apart for years. I just hadn't realized how far it had fallen until the latest debt notice arrived.Nakapatong ang puting sobre sa mesa ng aming kusina nang umuwi ako. Nakasiksik ito sa ilalim ng basag na ashtray na madalas gamitin nang aking ama tuwing humihipak ito ng sigarilyo noong nabubuhay pa siya. Alam ko na agad ang nakapaloob dito dahil hindi na naman ako nakapagbayad noong nakaraang buwan. It was another reminder that no matter how hard I worked, I was getting nowhere.Ilang sandali akong napatitig sa sobre bago ko tuluyang ibinagsak sa upuan ang lumang-luma kong handbag.My entire body ached. I worked as a convenience store clerk, where I took morning and afternoon shifts. Nagtatrabaho din ako part-time sa ilang pamilya sa loob ng malapit na exlusive subdivision, taking whatever cleaning jobs I could get.Hinila ko ang isang plastic na upuan at umupo dito. Hindi ko agad binuksan ang sobreng nasa harap ko. I didn't want to. I alread

Valerian Devereaux Umalingawngaw ang matalim na tunog ng mga sapatos ko sa marble floor. Malaki ang bawat hakbang ko dahil kakagaling ko lang sa isang meeting sa labas at patungo na sa susunod. Andrew, my secretary, tried his best to keep pace with me. Ang mga empleyadong nakakasalubong namin ay agad na umiiwas makita pa lang ang tuktok ng ulo ko. Some of them would lower their heads, while others suddenly found something very interesting on their phones. I guess they were too scared to make eye contact with me. I didn't care. Hindi ko naman kailangan na magustuhan nila. All I needed was for them to do their jobs properly. We stopped in front of one of the elevators. Agad na nanlaki ang mga mata ng mga empleyado na nasa loob na nang makita ako. Mabilis pa sa alas-kuwatro silang lumabas lahat. Hindi na sila kailangan pang sabihan. They knew better than to inconvenience me when I was on my way to a meeting. "Good morning, Sir," nakayukong bati nila. Pumasok ako sa elevator. An