I straightened my back and arranged the hem of my gown to hide the overexposure of my skin though there is really nothing to hide given its cut and style. I just did it out of nowhere.
I put on the mask of the clown and waited for the hunters. Here they go with their bloated ego again. These men hunt down a prey and then take it down as if it's the game of chase between a cat and a mouse. They are deliberately there with their proud muscled chest peering us down using their blank cheques.
A second later, I saw the first batch of men approaching us as if we were just pretty things inside a beautifully-crafted glass cages. Some are holding a glass of wine and a cigarette on their mouth. Some are walking around with their hands inside their pants and their piercing eyes on us.
I caught the eyes of a man in his early-thirties. I studied his appearance. He's handsome. He's not like the other men in his ranks in terms of physical appearance. He's just your average handsome neighbor type of guy.
Is he the one I've been looking for? He's different. I don't feel any emotion from him. I don't feel threatened and aroused just like how I feel for that son-of-a-bitch.
Maybe he is the one I have been waiting for. He is different from all the men on his side. He just looks like your regular male specie whom you can run down the street. He stands out in the crowd because of his simplicity in the midst of these larger than life men who no longer impress me. And now he has given me a glimpse of another recipe. Maybe with this guy, I can finally do it.
I almost lost my cool when he dropped his eyes on me and moved on to another cubicle which revealed the man behind him. The man is casually leaning on the wall with his arms crossed on his chest. His eyes were on me so I stayed still and stared at him, too. I'm competitive. If he wants some staring contest, then I will gladly give in to what he wanted. Without losing our game of stares, I saw him say something under his breath and then a man in a formal suit approached him. Maverick got something from his pocket and handed the thing to the man.
I followed his hand when it went to his pocket to get something. A key. He gave his car key to the waiting man who in turn, gave it to a man on standby. Shocked crossed my eyes when I realized one thing. I just lost. I glared at him out of annoyance. He just winked at me.
He slowly walked to the cubicle as if he’s taking all the time in the world. He lazily opened the door, sat on the chair, and crossed his legs. He eyed me curiously.
I snorted. "I thought men are prideful. Kudos for you coming at me to receive yet your another rejection. Mr. Fuentebella, you won't have me. Period."
I crossed my legs in place and folded my arms on my chest. His eyes traveled to my bosom down to my legs. He did not bother to conceal the lust on his eyes. I even think he's proud of it.
"What is it with you, Femella? What's inside that pretty head of yours? What's with your feisty personality? You think you're invincible? Then why are you in a brothel? You think you're special just because you're beautiful? Then why just spoil yourself here? What is it with you, huh?"
I smirked. Without blinking, I put my elbows on the table and twined my hands and then settled my chin on top of it.
"What is it with you Maverick if you'll know what's inside my pretty head? Will you be satisfied if I tell you that I am here to show you men of power that you cannot get everything you wanted?" I taunted him.
He didn’t flinch in my hot words. "Who said about men in power getting everything they want? Certainly, it's not me so I'm technically out of that group you're referring to so I definitely have the chance to have you." He shrugged his shoulders afterwards. "I'll definitely have you, Femella."
The way he mumbles my name sends shivers down my spine.
"That’s what I don’t like about people like you. You talked as if the world revolves around you. You talked as if we, the commoners, do not have the right to refuse the wishes of the kinds like you because guess what? Something will happen to us if we do. I hate people who impose their beliefs on others and I hate people who force their ways upon people."
"And I have all the qualities you just mentioned. Great. Now look who's putting words on the mouth of others. I won't defend myself because that's beside the point why I'm here. The logic is simple, Femella. You put yourself in sale and I'm a willing buyer. Name your price and I will buy you right away. Get your money which is the reason why you're here and then let me satisfy my cravings for you. That's it."
"And who told you that I'm only here for money alone? Did it ever cross your mind that perhaps I'm here for a higher purpose? Like reject you week after week? How's that, huh?" I smiled.
Maverick froze for a second in his seat. It must have been only a product of my imagination because the next time I blinked, he is sporting that same flirty dangerous smile again.
"Reject me week after week, huh. That's how crazy you think I am for you? Well, you're absolutely right on the crazy part but I'm not sure about the next week's rejection. You said it yourself. It came straight from your mouth that I force things to go my way. Now that's a good observation. Let me test if it's feasible and if it does, you're the first one to fall in the trap."
He stood up and went to me like how a predator stalks its prey. My mind went lazy for a second but when I realized what he’s doing, I stood up to get away from him but it’s too late already. He trapped me in my seat using his arms. My eyes widened as I meet his dark, brooding eyes that are looking at me as if he could ravish me in a minute. His lips were slightly open. I can already feel the heat emanating from him. can now smell his raspberry mouth and his fruity aftershave. Who the fuck smells this nice and colorful? I pushed him away when he crushed my body to his while still having an eye contact with me.
I frantically looked to the door to ask for a help.
"Don't attempt. I paid for this. My Maserati won't be spared for nothing. Now let me get a taste of what I paid for."
He leaned over to me to kiss me when the lights went green. The bidding is ending. He was frozen in his feet and then slowly, he retracted his body backward. I breathed a sigh of relief. I shot him a glaring look. I really thought he was going to walk out of the room but then I went panicking again when he fished for my chin and gripped it tightly.
"You're scared."
"I'm not," I said with conviction.
"Then why are you shaking, hmmm?"
I tried everything to look him in the eyes. "I'm not." Our faces just inches from each other. His breath fanning my face.
"Still feisty and ready for another round of fire, woman? Maybe some other time. I still need to get my car. I don’t want to walk home.”
He slowly released me from his grip. I took three big steps backward to free myself form his arresting presence. I let out a breath. I just realized that I am holding my breath since he entered the room. Absentmindedly, I hugged myself. My hand sought my heart which is beating rapidly.
"See you next week, Fem.” I still heard him said in those annoying husky voice.
His back is the last thing I saw before he completely disappeared in my sight.
"Damn, what just happened. My calculations were wrong. This night was never fun at all."
Fast cars, fast women, fast life. This is the kind of life I've been living since time immemorial. At the age of 27 years old, I pretty got everything money can buy. I got houses, cars, condos, properties here and abroad, yachts and other material things. Name a flashy thing, I have it. I also have expanded my chains of hotels in every part of the country and in other parts of Asian countries. I am also planning to put up branches in Europe. It's a joint program with another Philippine-owned company. I need them because it takes a great maneuver to penetrate their market. The competition there is very tight and upscale. There are more competitors there than here."Mr. Fuentebella, here's your car key." The man who approached me earlier handed me back my keys. I accepted it and put them in my pockets."Thanks."I turned around towards the stairs that leads to the way out of the ground floor of the club. Ah, so much
"I need the money as soon as possible if you want the investigation to start now."I glanced at Dave from my cup of espresso. The man is leaning back on the collapsible chair outside a famous cafe while looking at his phone. Passers-by cannot help but throw us a glance from time to time. I can't blame them. We are quite an eye-catching pair.Dave is wearing an old English-style outfit. He looked as dapper as an Englishman with his Victorian-styled hat, double breasted jacket and overcoat made in leather. He finished the countenance with his cane and dark brown spectacles on his head. I on the other hand is screaming in colors. I'm literally in neons. My shirt is neon pink with a neon green scribble on the center paired with a striped yellow and red neon pajamas."How much?"He spared a look at me from his concentration on whatever he is reading from his cellphone. "One million."It's a good thing that I just put down the coffee on the table a
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Jason and I were just talking inside the glass cubicle in the first few minutes when the bidding resumed. The boss was not on sight and her assistant took charge. As expected, Mr. Samontino bid for me but as we had planned, I chose Jason. The old man was furious and demanded for the boss' presence but was instead escorted outside the establishment. I felt like a heavy object was lifted from my heart when I saw them dragging the old man away. Serves him right. I wouldn't want to be touched by him. Ever.My eyes went back to Jason who was talking about how his brother got insecure when he told him about our truce. I shook my head tentatively. Males are indeed really simple beings."Where would you wanna go after here? Do you want to be in my condo, yacht or do you want to be kinky and do it in my new car? What do you think, Fem?" His eyes were laced with lust and desire.I rolled my eyes at the obvious exciteme
"Nay Paz! It's Mabmab.""Mab Mab? Maverick Fuentebella? My child? Mab Mab, is it really you? My Mab Mab! Come! Come! Come in, children."Maverick unlocked the bolts in the gate and gently pushed me inside the lawn before coming beside me again and closing the gate behind us just to get my hand and pull me to the house. He kissed the old lady's head and he motioned me to do the same which I reluctantly did."You sit down. Have you eaten dinner already? Why didn't you call me? You two stay here and relax first while I heat the food. Your Tatay Miguel cooked special adobo.""No problem, Nay."She disappeared from my sight into the dark door on the right of the kitchen. I'm guessing it's a back door. Crossing my arms on my chest, I averted Maverick's eyes and stared hard at the floor as if it would start speaking to me."Are we going to do it to
I can hear the cackling of the chickens outside the house and the morning chattering of the birds but I still stayed still. This is what I missed about this island. It gives me a different kind of serenity whenever I'm here. But this morning I felt it was more special, especially with Femella's presence by my side.It's five in the morning according to the worn-out wall clock on top of the closet. Any minute from now, the sun will rise. Nay Paz is also awake as evident by the voices outside.It's been more than ten minutes since I started just staring up at the sleeping beauty in my arms. Her head is comfortably resting on my arm while her leg is laying on the most sensitive part of my body. I gently removed her leg from my crotch and hugged her tighter. The feel of her smooth and delicate body as if it were made perfectly to mold in
I can still feel his lips on mine, still feel his hands all over my body. His heat is still addicting, and his touch... how do I put it? His touch is unlike other guys who have touched me. Theirs is full of lust but Maverick's felt so genuine.The feel of his tongue against my skin still lingers in my memory. And his firm and hard body that was pressed against mine seconds ago sent all the doubts and fears in my mind away. It chased the remaining inhibition I'm having the moment I saw his eyes staring hard at me. I hugged myself under the covers and shivered. I felt cold for no reason. I remembered how it felt like to be inside his arms, how his heat felt so comfortable and safe. The way he held me felt so possessive. As if he doesn't want me to be free from him. It's like he's afraid I might go running away. And what does he mean by what he said before I fell asleep? Could it be? No. It's impossible. I reached for his pillow and smelled it. An
It was already late in the evening when I got back to the island because I needed to make sure that Andy's wife was out of danger first.I have to make contact every now and then because of the worsening condition of Andy's wife. It was a long day for me. After making sure that Andy's wife is properly taken care of, I immediately drove back to the office to check in there. I just suddenly left the whole company under the management of my trusted administrative officer the day Vida barged and got caught. Though there has been constant communication and I am also confident in the abilities of the staff, I am still restless.I used to oversee everything not too long before the woman named Femella happened and all I thought I couldn't do turned out to be just in my mind after all.What's even worse is I didn't even think twice before doing it. First, I gave the footage to Vida in exchange for Femella. What I did is clearly a breach of the contract I had w