kabanata 6

Jhonalyn's Point of View

THIS IS is what I've always feared. Yes, because I've never lowered my guard with a man before. He was the first guy who made me break my own rules.

I've always been cautious. I kiss, I flirt, but I never let men take me. Even with Luis, when we were still together, I had limits.

But when he touched me, when our lips met, when his body covered mine, I lost control.

And that's terrifying. Because I'm not easily swayed by men! But I let him put his huge c*ck inside me!

Isn't that weakness?!

Even if I was drunk that night, that doesn't change the fact that I let him penetrate me!

Nakakainis!

Pilit kong pinalakas ang loob ko lalo na nang makalapit siya. His familiar scent filled my nostrils. It smells so good, damn it!

Iwinaksi ko ang pumapasok na kalandian sa isip ko. Then I instead tried concentrating on his face who's looking at me with his dark hooded eyes.

Serious but hot. Fuck!

Labis man ang pagpupuri ko sa kagandahang lalaki niya, di ko lubos maisip kung bakit siya nandito sa bahay namin. What is he doing here? What does he want?

Maybe business?

I couldn't figure out why he was here. And of all places, I'd meet the man who deflowered me here! Unbelievable.

My breath hitched as I saw his gaze drop to my lips.

It took all my strength to stay calm. "Who are you?" That's what came out of my mouth. I know him as Mr. Virgin, but I don't know if that's really his name.

He didn't answer.

As far as I remember, he's not mute. And as far as I remember, I had sex with him without knowing his real name. To this day, I don't really know him.

I glared at him. What I hate most is someone who doesn't answer when I'm talking. Ayokong nagsasayang ng laway.

"Kung hindi ka magsasalita, umalis ka d'yan. Huwag kang humarang sa daraanan,” pinaandar ko na naman ang katarayan ko.

I took a deep breath when he didn't move. He just stared at me, standing straight in front of me. So I rolled my eyes. Of course, with poise! Then I walked past him.

Pero hindi pa ako nakakalayo nang pigilan ako ng isang kamay. Hinawakan nya ako sa palapulsuhan.

Bigla akong kinabahan. Minura ko tuloy ang puso ko.

Nababaliw na ata talaga ang puso ko!

I turned and glared at him. "Don't touch me," I warned. But he didn't seem fazed. He didn't even flinch.

"You're too conservative. Last time I remember, you liked it when I touched you.”

Parang nabuhay ang dragon sa loob ko. Bigla akong nainis, hindi ko alam kung bakit. Kulang na lang umusok ang ilong ko!

Oh… so hindi rin pala niya nakakalimutan.

'How exciting!' (Sarcasm)

A strange sense of satisfaction welled up inside me. But it was probably just my imagination. Of course! I'm not happy.

I gave him a deadly glare. "Like you said, that was then. Now, get your filthy hands off me.”

He still didn't let go. His grip on my arm tightened. I winced.

"Filthy, huh? I don't think that's the right word, Jana," he challenged.

My name, the way he said it, was so sexy. Damn!

The memory of him saying my name while he pounded me came crashing back in my head. Uminit ang pisngi ko.

'Tanginang karupukan at kalandian yan!'

And can someone explain why my name sounds so beautiful when he says it?!

Where's the justice in that? I forcefully pulled my arm back. I succeeded, thank goodness! His skin against mine felt different. It felt like electricity coursing through my system.

I refuse to believe that it is because of his touch.

"Yeah. I think so too. Let me rephrase that. What a disgusting, nasty hand you have," I said tartly.

A dark smirk played on his lips.

Nahigit ko ang hininga ko.

"You're saying that to the finger that made you c*m," he said emotionlessly, na syang nagpalaki ng mga mata ko.

He said it like it's nothing!

Tang/na! May pa-Virgin, Virgin pa s'yang nalalaman. Mapurol din pala ang dila ng lalaking ito.

Kulang na lang ay patayin ko siya sa mga tingin ko. If looks could kill, he'd be in a coffin right now, being mourned!

"Pervert!" I shouted at him.

He just smirked dangerously. He looked at me with an indescribable intensity.

"Jhonalyn Lopez!" I quickly glanced towards the source of the voice. I saw Dad standing in the doorway. His eyes shifted to the man in front of me, whose aura screamed danger and sexiness.

Sinamaan ako ng tingin ni Dad. Gusto kong umirap. Nanghuhusga na naman. "Your guest is just about to leave, Dad." walang gana kong sabi sa kanya.

When I looked at the guy/Mr. Virgin, he was still staring at me. Ignoring my father's presence at the door.

"I'll see you soon," he murmured. I caught a playful smirk on his lips.

I glared at him. "Soon mo mukha mo! You'll never see me again, gag0!" I cursed.

Kaya lang imbis na magalit siya gaya ng inaasam ko, napataas ang kilay ko nang maramdaman ang marahang pagpisil niya sa palpusuhan ko na hawak niya tsaka niya ako binitawan.

My body instantly felt the loss of his touch.

'Baliw na nga ang katawan ko. Ang landi e!'

"Feisty," saad niya at tumango tango. Ang malalalim na mga mata nya ay tutok na tutok sa bawat galaw ko.

He looks like a dangerous man. A man who I should not trust, ever.

Hindi na ako nagkomento pa at naglakad nalang palayo sa kanya.

It wasn't long when I heard the screeching of a car. Air rushed into my lungs as I realized he was finally gone. Only then did I realize I'd been holding my breath.

"Finally, you decided to show up." I mentally smiled bitterly at the venom in my stepmother's tone. "I thought you'd hide like a rat forever to avoid your wedding to Jack.” Nanunuya pa ang boses niya habang nakatayo di kalayuan sa amin ni Dad.

I just smiled sweetly. "Hi Tita, good to see you again.” Lumapit ako at hahalikan sana sya sa pisngi ngunit iniwas niya ito. Hinayaan ko na lang at bumaling kay Dad.

"Hey, Dad," akmang yayakap na sana ako nang umiwas siya.

My heart broke again. It felt like it was being hammered repeatedly.

But I should be used to this pain, shouldn't I? Pain inflicted by my own father and the woman I considered my mother. This isn't new, so I should be used to it.

I smiled to hide my true feelings. "That's why I'm here to talk to you. We need to talk, Tita, Dad.”

She ignored me and opened the door, gesturing for me to enter. I obeyed without hesitation. It's better to talk to them seriously and get this over with.

Treating this as a burden will only weaken me. So I'll consider this a challenge—talking to them. A challenge I'll gladly accept. To free myself from the cage they're forcing me in.

"We're not asking you, Jan. This is an order. You will marry Jack Valentino, whether you like it or not.”

"Dad, huminahon po kayo. Your heart is sensitive. You have to take note of that."

"Shut up!" Galit nyang bulyaw.

I closed my eyes. I want to be angry at them, especially Dad. I really do. But my anger can't change the fact that they raised me. They fed me, clothed me, taught me to respect my elders. And I'm grateful for that.

Kahit madalas silang nagdedesisyon para sa akin, malaki pa rin ang pasasalamat ko sa kanila.

But letting them choose the man I'll spend the rest of my life with? I can't let them. It should be my decision. Forcing me to marry someone is crossing the line. They're giving me away to someone I don't even know.

"Dad, with all due respect, I'm not marrying whoever that is. I don't know him. I've never met him, how will I live? What if the man you want me to marry is a drug lord? What if he's a bad guy? Can you handle that? Can you handle him abusing your daughter in the future?"

I flinched when Dad slammed his glass on the table. Nabasag iyon.

"Jan! H'wag kang matigas ang ulo!" sigaw sa akin ni Tita. Mabilis niyang nilapitan si Dad.

"I know what I'm doing, Jana!" Sigaw ni Dad. "You know this man you're going to marry, and he's a good guy. Hindi ka niya pababayaan dahil matagal ka na niyang gusto.”

My brow furrowed. 'I know the man I'm going to marry? How and who?'

"Dad,"

"He's a former classmate from your college days," Dad said calmly.

"Dad,"

But before I could finish, someone stood beside me.

When I looked, there was a man standing there whom I didn't recognize. He was handsome, but compared to Mr. Virgin, he didn't stand a chance.

"This is Jack Valentino. He's the one you're going to marry."

"Dad!" I couldn't control my voice anymore. I don't care if this guy likes me, I'm not marrying him! "I'm not marrying him. I'm not marrying someone I just met.”

“Jana!” Sigaw ni Dad.

I looked at my father with disbelief. Nahihibang na ba talaga siya?

"I said no." I said firmly. "A marriage between me and this…" I looked at the man, who was now staring at me. "…stranger will never happen."

I might look like the villain here, but I don't care. Because marriage isn't a joke to me. I'm not marrying someone I don't know. And I'm definitely not marrying someone my father and his wife are using for their money.

I saw the anger flash across Dad's face. His gaze sharpened. "Jana, you have no say in this."

I took a deep breath. "Yes, I do! Because you're forcing me to marry this stranger! This man I don't love! I have every right to object!” Hindi ko na napigilan ang sarili ko.

"Jana," it was Tita Carmen. I looked at her. Her gaze was sharp. "Just obey your father. We're doing this for you."

I smiled bitterly at her. "Para sa akin? Saan banda ang para sa akin doon? Forcing me to marry a man I just met, is that for me?"

Tita Carmen's eyes blazed as they met mine. "Jana, I swear…"

"Swear what?" I laughed softly. "What are you going to do? Disown me?"

"Jana!" she shouted.

"What?!" Sigaw ko pabalik. "Ikaw naman ang may idea ng lahat ng ito kaya bakit hindi nalang ikaw ang magpakasal, huh?!”

"Huwag kang bastos, Jana!" sigaw ni Dad sa nagbabantang boses, pero umiling ako. "Dad, please…" nabasag ang boses ko.

I looked at him with so much love. "I respect you so much, Dad." I looked at Tita Carmen. "I respect you too as my second mom. I respect your decisions. But I won't let you decide who I marry. This is my decision.”

"I love you so much, Dad. I love you both so much. But for once, I want to disobey you. I can't marry him. I just can't," I sobbed. My knees were shaking and my vision was blurry from the tears streaming down my face.

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