Chapter 6

Alodia finally stopped the video from his own cellphone camera and she sent the pictures and video to all his contacts that were on his phonebook. She smiled with triumph afterward.

The phone’s alert message tone beeped.

“Hon, someone’s just sent me a text,” Emerson said while his eyes were still closed.

She turned off the message alert tone, so that he wouldn’t get distracted or even get curious why the messages continuously flooded his inbox. She stepped in the direction of the bathroom and from there, she answered sweetly. “You check the text later, hon! I’ll be out in a few moments and I’ll take you to heaven! Okay?” She turned on the shower as if she was taking it.

She then read the text messages as a reply to the pictures and video that she sent to all his contacts.

Dude! What happened to you? Why did you send me your scandalous pics and vid? I’ll post these on my social media! Haha! said the one who was named Carlos.

Jerk! Are you nuts? Who’s the girl? A Sharon said.

You dirty bastard! I’ll get you for this, Emerson! A Teresa threatened.

She smiled at the text messages. Then, she wiped away her finger prints from the phone and everything she had touched in the condo unit. Afterward, she looked behind her while the man was still waiting for her patiently. There was a victorious smile pasted on her beautiful lips as she left the condo unit with the door banged. She heard him cry, calling her by sister’s name.

She gritted her teeth. From now on, she was going to play with men as her lamentation and grief for the death of her sister. By that, the male species would think that not every woman would fall for their charms and that not all women would fall in love with them blindly that they forgot their dignity and self-esteem. Just like her sister.

But certainly not her. And now, she was on a mission to make men cry.

There had been many men who wanted to date her while she still stayed in the Philippines. She met them either in the mall or some restaurants where she met some old friends. Of course, she didn’t bring these men to her family’s house. Instead, she just met them somewhere in public until she decided it was time to humiliate them.

In just a short time, she let them all believe that she had fallen for them. Like what she did to Emerson, she did to all of them. Most of them did not stay in the country anymore because of the shame that befell on themselves and to their family. However, no one was after her to sue her or report her to the authorities to avoid more shame. Besides, she brought her twin sister’s name. The poor men had no idea she was the twin. As for a few who wanted to get back at her through the authorities, they would “realize” later on that they were being played by a girl who was already dead. It was curious. But since they were afraid to be sent to a mental institution instead, they just let the case get closed. Even the police found this situation hilarious and didn’t want to investigate more, for reasons that there were other priorities than suing or getting back at a dead girl.

Alodia couldn’t help but have her fun for about two months despite her grief. She found satisfaction on the misery of these men. And she thought it was worth the while until she went back to work in Romania.

***

Alodia breathed in the summer breeze in Bucharest when her feet touched the ground. She just got off from the plane. The expansive airfield was busy with loading and unloading luggage from the planes. Not far away was a building with glass walls, where she must go in to get her baggage and to face the airport personnel for her official entry to the country. Her co-passengers were already in a hurry to get past this process. And so was she. She couldn’t wait to get to her new home and have a rest, hoping her new employers were considerate enough.

She hadn’t noticed that she forgot to close her handbag after going to the lavatory. Hence, her passport fell off while she walked to the luggage area.

“Scuzaţi mă.”

She heard a man’s baritone voice said. However, she didn’t pay any attention to it. Perhaps, it wasn’t her who he was talking to anyway.

“Ah… Miss… Binundo, Alodia?”

She stopped walking when she heard her name, which was pronounced sexily. Yes, she had never heard her name so sexily called out by a stranger. Then, she slowly looked over her shoulder and saw a tall, dark and handsome man who was wearing a pair of dark sunglasses. His dark head was a bit bent as he was reading her passport that was in his hand. Her jaw fell and her feet carried her in front of him and snatched her passport from him.

“Mulţumesc!” she thanked him curtly and turned away after she took note of his beautiful facial features.

He had slightly beaky nose but it wasn’t at all ugly. In fact, it made him look attractive. His face was truly handsome with high cheekbones, thick but perfectly formed brows like they were sculpted deliberately by the gods who had nothing to do. He had strong jaw and lips that looked hard and firm. Plus, there was this hidden sensuality on his red lips. Overall, he was a beautiful man indeed! Beautiful like a Greek god.

Note to self. He’s a gorgeous Gypsy-looking man with an American accent! How is that for a unique man like him?

“So, you know Romanian?” He spoke in English now while following her and his strides were long, so it didn’t take him much longer or even effort to catch up with her. He walked beside her toward the luggage area although she wanted to ignore him.

 “Yes, isn’t it obvious?” she returned and glanced at him with that look of “get lost, stranger!”

He suddenly started to smile at her, which made her heart flutter for some reason. “Are you free for coffee or something?” he asked straightforwardly.