LOGINGosh! Those eyes! They were screaming cute! His masculine beauty was out of this world and he is the kind of man I’d love. The only problem I saw in him was the big tattoo on his arm that extended to his wrists. Being a typical church girl, I couldn’t end up with such a man unless I wanted to be disowned by my father. “I’d have a glass of martini, extra dirty and tacos.” He said in a dreamy gusty voice. “Coming right up” I said taking the menu list and flashed a timid smile at him. I felt my cheeks burning and if there was a mirror around here, I’d have checked how embarrassing I must be looking. My face must have definitely turned pink. I watched him as he ate gracefully without looking elsewhere, his eyes were fixed on his phone. His short brown hair was to die for, I instantly wished I could run my fingers through them. Too bad, I might not be the kind of woman he wants; it wouldn't hurt to have sinful fantasies. He suddenly looked towards me, maybe he must have noticed I had my eyes on him all along. Immediately he locked eyes with mine, I looked elsewhere pretending to looking for something that wasn’t missing. I could tell he gave a faint smile but kept sipping his drink slowly, as he was gazing at his phone. He gave a signal to come and get his bill and I walked gracefully to him. God! I wish he could just take me to bed. Oops! I’m a church girl and shouldn’t be thinking of things like that. “You should take a picture of me, it will last longer.” He said in a baritone voice.
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"Nanay Mel, alis na po ako," paalam ko kay Nanay Mel, na abala sa paggawa ng apat na klaseng kakanin dahil may order si Aling Bebang.
"Sige, mag-iingat ka, anak. Magbaon ka rin ng kakanin, baka gutumin ka sa biyahe," tugon ni Nanay Mel.
"Opo," sagot ko, at agad kumuha ng apat na bibingka. Inilagay ko ito sa aking bag at lumabas ng bahay.
"Magandang umaga, iha," bati ni Mang Kanor pagkakita niya sa akin. Nginitian ko siya at bumati pabalik, saka sumakay sa tricycle na minamaneho niya.
"Magandang umaga din po, Mang Kanor," bati ko.
"Saan tayo, Iha?" tanong ni Mang Kanor.
"Sa Saintrone Village po tayo, Mang Kanor," nakangiti kong sabi.
"Nakahanap ka na ba ng trabaho, iha?" tanong ni Mang Kanor habang nakatingin sa daan.
"Opo, kaya po tayo pupunta sa villa na 'yon. Doon po kasi nakatira 'yong batang aalagaan ko," sagot ko.
"Ahh, ganoon ba," tugon niya.
"Opo," sagot ko.
Pagkatapos ng usapang iyon, naging tahimik na ang biyahe. Malayo kasi ang villa na 'yon sa amin.
"Nandito na tayo, iha," sabi ni Mang Kanor. Paghinto ng tricycle, agad akong bumaba.
"Salamat po sa paghatid, Mang Kanor," pagpapasalamat ko.
"Walang anuman, iha. Sige, alis na ako," sabi niya.
"Ingat po sa biyahe pauwi," paalala ko.
Pinagmasdan ko ang papalayong tricycle hanggang sa hindi ko na makita. Kaya naglakad ako palapit sa guardhouse para makapasok. Masyado kasing secured ang villa na ito kaya kailangan munang isulat ang pangalan sa logbook. Depende rin 'yan sa mga taong nakatira sa villa, kung may bisita silang parating, sinasabi na sa guard para aware itong may darating. Ang iba, isinusulat na lang ang pangalan, 'yong iba naman, ang bisita na 'yong bahalang magsabi at magpakita ng gate pass.
"Magandang umaga po, kuyang guard," bati ko sa guard.
"Magandang umaga din, ma'am. May bibisitahin po ba kayo?" tanong ni kuyang guard.
"Ahh, sa mansion po ng mga Vladimir. Ako po 'yong na hire na babysitter ng young master," sagot ko.
"Ahh, ikaw po ba si Violet Rodriguez, ma'am?" sabi ni kuyang guard habang nakatingin sa logbook at tumingin sa akin.
"Opo," sagot ko.
"Pwede na po kayong pumasok, ma'am," sabi niya.
Agad akong pumasok nang buksan niya ang maliit na gate.
"Doon sa pang-anim na mansion nakatira 'yong mga Vladimir, ma'am," nakangiting sabi ni kuya guard.
"Ah, salamat po," pagpapasalamat ko bago ko sinimulang maglakad.
Nang marating ko 'yong pang-anim na mansion, agad akong nag-doorbell. Hindi naman nagtagal ay bumukas 'yong gate.
Shttyyyy!! ! Bakit may mga dambuhalang mandirigma dito?*
"Who are you, miss?" Napalunok ako ng wala sa oras nang marinig ko ang malamig at nakakatakot na boses ng isa sa mga naka-men in black na lumabas ng gate na may dalang mahabang baril.
"A-ah, ehhmm!! Magandang umaga po. Ako po si Violet Rodriguez, ang hinire para maging babysitter ng anak ni Mr. Vladimir" sabi ko.
"The new nanny of young master is already here," sabi ni kuyang malamig doon sa iba niyang kasama na nakasilip lang sa may gate. Agad naman silang nagsilabasan, kaya palihim akong napalunok.
'Shemmayyyy, katapusan ko na ba? Wag naman sana.
Kinakabahan man, nakangiti pa rin akong nakatingin sa kanila kahit sa kaloob-looban ko ay parang gusto ko nang umatras. Mga 15+ ata silang lumabas at lumapit sa akin.
"Can we check your bag, miss?" mahinahong tanong ng isang men in black, kaya napahinga ako ng maluwag, pero kalaunan ay nanlalaki 'yong mata ko nang ma-realize 'yong sinabi niya.
"A-ahh, wala po ba kayong babaeng kasama na pwedeng mag-check ng gamit ko? Hehe, alam niyo na po, babae ako, ta-tapos a-ano... 'yong al-alam niyo na po 'yon... 'Yong pang-girls stuff..." kanda-utal at nahihiya kong sabi.
G*gi, e che-check nila bag ko eh makikita raw nila panty at bra ko na kakahiya! Tumitig lang sila sa akin, kalaunan ay nanlaki 'yong kanilang mga mata at namumulang nagsiiwas ng tingin. Nakuha na siguro nila ang ibig kong sabihin.
"A-ah, pa-pasok ehhmm!! Pasok ka na lang, miss," nauutal at nakaiwas tingin na sabi ng isang men in black. Tumango na lang ako at sumunod sa naunang naglakad, at may iba rin na nasa likuran ko.
Feeling ko nalulunod ako dahil sa laki at taas nila. 5'7" 'yong height ko, pero sila? Mala-hulk 'yong katawan, pero mala-superman 'yong height.
Ano kasi—ang lalaki nilang tao at halatang matitigas 'yong muscle. Bagay sa kanila ang maging bodyguard dahil kapag may bumaril sa kanila, parang 'di ata sila tatablan ng bala. Charrotttt lang, hehe.
"Miss."
"Miss!"
"MISS!!"
"H-huh?" Pag-angat ko ng tingin, nabigla ako nang nakatutok sa akin 'yong mga baril na hawak nila at nakapalibot sila sa akin, kaya palihim akong napalunok.
Katapusan ko na nga talaga…. Mapapahamak pa ako sa katangahan kong ito. G*ging isip naman kasi ito, ang daldal at kung ano-ano lang ang pumapasok, ayan, natutukan tuloy ng wala sa oras.
"What are you thinking, miss?" tanong ng 1st men in black.
"Are you planning to kill our young master?" tanong ng 2nd men in black.
Dahil sa sinabi ng pangalawang men in black, napalaki 'yong cute kong mata at hindi maiwasang mainis.
"Ako??? May planong patayin 'yong sinasabi niyong young master? Ni ipis nga hindi ko magawang patayin, tao pa kaya!!" sarkastikong sabi ko at inirapan sila. Hindi ko na inisip pa 'yong mga baril nilang nakatutok sa akin.
"Mga bintangero!" dugtong ko pa at inirapan ulit sila.
"Kanina ka pa namin tinatanong, pero mukhang malalim ang iyong iniisip kaya na-alerto kami baka may binabalak kang masama kay young master," sabi ng isang pang men in black. Men in black na lang ang itatawag ko, hindi ko naman kasi sila kilala eh.
"Mga kuya?! Mukha ba akong killer? Mamamatay-tao?" nakataas kilay kong tanong. Sinuri naman nila ako mula ulo hanggang paa at sabay-sabay silang umiling.
"Trabaho po ang pinunta ko dito, hindi ang pumatay," pairap kong sabi.
Napapahiyang nagsiiwas naman sila ng tingin at pinapasok na ako sa loob ng mansion na ngayon ko lang napansin na nasa harapan na pala kami ng malaking pinto.
"Salamat," sabi ko.
I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew, there was a soft knock on my door. The sun was lower in the sky now, casting long shadows across my room."Cindy?" It was Maria's voice. "Can I come in, dear?"I sat up and unlocked the door. Maria came in carrying a tray with tea and some sandwiches."I thought you might be hungry," she said, setting the tray down on my small table. "You missed lunch."I hadn't even realized I was hungry until I smelled the food. My stomach growled loudly."Thank you," I said, sitting down at the table. "Maria, about what happened this morning...""I know what I saw," Maria said firmly, sitting down across from me. "That girl grabbed you first. She was threatening you. You were just defending yourself."Relief flooded through me. "You believe me?""Of course, I believe you. I've been watching that, Fiona. She's trouble, that one. Always has been." Maria poured tea into my cup. "But she's clever. She knows how to make herself look like the vict
I sat on my bed, staring at the ceiling. My heart was still racing from what had happened downstairs with Fiona. The way she looked at me when I walked away from her, like she wanted to kill me. But I was tired. So tired of being pushed around, of being treated like I was nothing. I had dealt with worse people than Fiona before. Charlotte from church with her cruel whispers and judgmental looks, the rude customers at the diner who treated me like I was invisible or beneath them. I had survived all of that. I could survive her, too. I wasn't going to let her make me hide in my room like a scared little girl. This was supposed to be my safe place, at least for now. I had every right to walk around this house, to talk to whoever I wanted to talk to. The next morning, I decided I was done being afraid. I got dressed and went downstairs to the kitchen. I needed coffee, and I wasn't going to let Fiona stop me from getting it. Maria was at the stove making breakfast. She looked up whe
As I stepped out of Cindy's room and closed the door, I found Fiona standing in the hallway. She was leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, like she had been waiting for me."Finally," she said, pushing herself off the wall. "I was wondering how long you were going to spend in there with her."I was tired. Tired of fighting, tired of explaining, tired of everything. "What do you want, Fiona?""What do I want?" Her voice got louder. "I want to know what your problem is with that girl. Why are you so obsessed with her? Why can't you just focus on me?""I'm not obsessed with anyone.""Really? Because you spend more time worrying about her than you do about your own fiancée." Fiona stepped closer to me. "Do you want me to report this to your father, John? Do you want me to tell him how you're behaving?"I felt anger rise in my chest. "Are you threatening me?""I'm asking you to remember who you're supposed to marry. And if you don't start behaving yourself, I'm going to make sure
Chapter Fifty-three: John's POVI stood in the kitchen doorway, watching Cindy walk away. Something was wrong. Very wrong.The air in the kitchen felt heavy, like after a bad storm. Maria looked upset. Her hands were shaking as she stirred something on the stove. Fiona stood near the counter with a small smile on her face. That smile made me angry."What happened here?" I asked again."Nothing at all," Fiona said. She walked over to me and put her hand on my arm. "I was just talking to your little friend. She's very... interesting."Maria made a small noise. It sounded like she disagreed."Maria?" I looked at the older woman. She had been like a mother to me for years. I trusted her more than almost anyone.Maria looked at Fiona, then at me. "I think... I think maybe you should talk to Cindy," she said slowly."There's no need for that," Fiona said quickly. "We had a nice chat. Woman to woman. I think we understand each other now."I didn't believe her. Fiona's idea of a "nice chat" u
Cindy's POVBy six o'clock that evening, I couldn't stay in my room any longer. The walls felt like they were closing in on me, and Fiona's cruel words kept playing over and over in my mind. I needed to see Maria, needed someone kind and normal to talk to.I made my way down to the kitchen, hoping
John's POVAnd as we approached the phone that would deliver whatever new nightmare Big Jim had planned for us, I found myself praying harder than I ever had before.The marble floor felt cold beneath my feet as I walked toward my father's voice echoing from the study. Each step took me further awa
Cindy's POVThe ride back to the mansion was suffocating. John sat rigid in the driver's seat, his knuckles white as he gripped the steering wheel. I stared out the window, watching the city lights blur past, but all I could see was Big Jim's cold smile and hear his casual words about selling me to
John's POVI didn't sleep at all. I stayed in that chair all night, watching Cindy breathe, making sure she was okay. Around six in the morning, sunlight started creeping through the blinds. The sounds from downstairs had stopped completely. The club was finally quiet.Cindy stirred on the bed, and






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