Chapter 3 - SPG

CHAPTER 3

Contracted

I didn't raise my glass. Hindi ko tinanggap ang mapanuyang toast na iyon ni Felix. Sa halip, ibinaling ko ang buong atensyon ko kay Max, inaalalayan siyang hiwain ang steak sa kanyang plato, pero ramdam ko ang bawat titig ni Felix sa akin—possessive, hungry, and determined.

Ang gabi ay nagsisimula pa lamang. I was inside the lion's den, and I had just bitten the lioness. But as I looked at the dark corridors of the mansion, I realized that the real danger wasn't the Donya. It was the man sitting at the head of the table. The man who looked at me not as the mother of his child, but as a masterpiece he wanted to own again.

"Max, tapos ka na ba, baby? Go with Nanny Mila, she'll show you the playroom," Felix said, his voice unusually soft but firm.

"Playroom po? May robot po doon?" Max asked, his eyes lighting up.

"Everything you want, son. Just ask," Felix answered.

Nang makaalis si Max kasama ang yaya, naiwan kaming dalawa sa gitna ng dambuhalang dining hall. The silence was suffocating. Tumayo si Felix at dahan-dahang lumapit sa akin.

"Sa study tayo mag-uusap, Lucy. We have a contract to finalize."

"Contract? I thought I was here because of your 'custodial' threats," I snapped, but I followed him anyway.

Pumasok kami sa study niya—isang silid na puno ng amoy ng mahogany, lumang libro, at ang pamilyar na bango ng sandalwood na suot niya. This was his sanctuary, the place where he made decisions that moved markets and destroyed lives.

Naupo siya sa likod ng malaking desk at naglapag ng isang folder. "Pirmahan mo 'to. It's a residency agreement. It states that you and Max will live here for the next five years. In exchange, I will drop the legal battle for sole custody. You will have joint rights, but he stays in the Creed estate."

"Five years? Para mo na rin kaming kinulong!" I slammed my hand on the desk. "Ano 'to, Felix? Kabayaran sa pitong taon?"

"It's security, Lucy. Protection for my heir."

"Heir. 'Yun lang ba ang tingin mo sa kanya? Isang business asset?" Lumapit ako sa kanya, ang galit ko ay tila apoy na hindi ko na mapigilan. "You don't care about him. You just care about your legacy!"

Bigla siyang tumayo, the chair scraping against the floor. Sa isang iglap, nasa harap ko na siya. He grabbed my waist and pulled me flush against his hard chest.

"Is that what you think? Na wala akong pakialam?" His voice was a low growl. "Pitong taon akong nabuhay sa kasinungalingan, Lucy. Pitong taon akong nagalit sa 'yo dahil akala ko iniwan mo ako para sa pera. But every time I close my eyes, it's your face I see. Your scent I crave."

"Felix, let go..." I whispered, but my body was traitorously reacting to his proximity.

"No. Hindi na kita pakakawalan uli."

He crashed his lips against mine. It wasn't a gentle kiss; it was a collision of years of resentment, hunger, and suppressed desire. Lasang alak at bagsik ang bawat dampi ng kanyang labi. I tried to push him away, my hands flat against his chest, but the moment his tongue teased my lips, my knees went weak.

"Felix..." I gasped as he broke the kiss to trail his lips down to my neck.

"Ssh... don't fight it, Lucy. You want this as much as I do," he whispered against my skin, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine.

Binuhat niya ako at iniupo sa ibabaw ng kanyang mahogany desk, scattering the papers and the contract he wanted me to sign. He stood between my legs, his hands wandering up my thighs, lifting the hem of my dress. Ang init ng kanyang mga palad ay tila sumusunog sa balat ko.

"You're still the same, Lucy. Ang bango mo pa rin," he murmured, burying his face in the crook of my neck.

Sa isang mabilis na galaw, tinanggal niya ang suot niyang polo, revealing his toned, muscular torso. He looked like a god—powerful and raw. Hindi ko napigilan ang sarili kong haplusin ang matitigas na muscle sa kanyang balikat. I missed this. My God, I missed him.

He unzipped my dress, letting it fall to my waist. Nang tumama ang malamig na hangin ng aircon sa aking hubad na balat, naramdaman ko ang pagtigas ng aking mga u***g. Felix groaned, his eyes darkening with pure, unadulterated lust.

"You're beautiful. A masterpiece I never should have let go," he rasped.

He lowered his head, taking one nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue until I was arching my back, my fingers digging into his thick hair. Ang bawat s****p niya ay tila kumukuryente sa pagitan ng aking mga hita. I was wet, aching for him, my pride slowly being consumed by the fire he was igniting.

Dinala niya ang kanyang kamay sa aking underwear, his fingers finding my damp center. I let out a loud moan that echoed in the silent study. "Felix, please... now..."

"Not yet, Lucy. I want you to remember this. I want you to feel every second of it," he whispered.

He stripped off his slacks and boxers in one fluid motion. He was huge, pulsating with need. He positioned himself at my entrance, his eyes locked onto mine. "Sabihin mo... kanino ka lang?"

"Felix..."

"Say it!" He thrust into me slowly, filling me up until I felt like I would break.

"Sa 'yo... I'm yours," I sobbed out, my head tossing back.

He began to move—slow, deep, and deliberate strokes that made my vision blur. Bawat baon niya ay tila abot hanggang sa aking kaluluwa. It was a rhythmic, primal dance of two souls who had been apart for too long. My legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper, wanting to feel every inch of him.

The friction was intense. The sound of our skin slapping together and our heavy breathing filled the room. Felix was relentless. He grabbed my hips, pounding into me with a ferocity that spoke of his seven years of longing.

"I hated you... but god, I love this body," he hissed against my ear.

I was reaching my limit. The tension in my lower belly was tightening like a coil. I clung to him, my nails leaving red marks on his back. "Felix! I'm... I'm going!"

"Sabay tayo, Lucy. Sabay tayo!"

He increased his pace, his thrusts becoming frantic and hard. Everything inside me exploded into a million shards of light as my climax hit. I screamed his name, my walls clamping down on him in tight, rhythmic pulses. Felix let out a guttural roar, his body stiffening as he released himself deep inside me, his weight crushing me against the desk.

We stayed like that for a long time, gasping for air, our bodies slick with sweat. Ang tanging naririnig ay ang tibok ng aming mga puso na tila nagkakarera.

Felix slowly pulled away, his eyes still hazy with lingering passion. He reached for a silk handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from my forehead.

"Now," he whispered, his voice returning to that cold, business-like tone. "Sign the contract, Lucy."

I looked at the folder that was now crumpled beneath me. Ang reality ng nangyari ay tila isang malamig na tubig na ibinuhos sa akin. I had just given in to the man who blackmailed me. I had let him use my body after he threatened to take my son.

"You're egregious, Felix," I said, my voice trembling as I fixed my dress. "Ginamit mo 'to... para lang mapapirma ako?"

"I didn't use anything you didn't give freely, Lucy. You wanted me as much as I wanted you." He handed me a pen. "Sign it. For Max. And for us."

Nanginginig ang kamay kong kinuha ang panulat. I looked at the document. This was my life sentence. Five years in this gilded cage. Five years of being his 'wife' in everything but name.

I signed it. L. Sander.

"There. Happy now? Nakuha mo na ang gusto mo," I spat, sliding off the desk.

Felix grabbed the folder, a small, triumphant smirk on his lips. "It's a start, Lucy. Welcome home."

I walked out of the study without looking back. My body was sore, my heart was shattered, and my soul felt like it had been sold to the devil. I ran to my room, checking on Max first. He was sound asleep, a small smile on his face as he hugged his new robot.

I locked my door and collapsed against it, sliding down to the floor. I touched my lips, still swollen from Felix's kisses.

I was officially contracted. I was a prisoner in the Creed Mansion. But as I looked at the dark shadows of the room, I made a silent vow. He might own my body, and he might own my time... but I will never, ever let him own my heart again.

Seven years ago, I was a victim. Tonight, I am a survivor. And in this house of dragons, I will learn how to breathe fire.