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Chapter 2

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last update Data de publicação: 2025-09-13 20:10:39

Tahimik ako ng pumasok na sa kotse. Nasa tabi ko naman ang lalaking si Mr.Curtiz.

Tahimik lang din ito at tila ba Wala pakialam sa paligid.

"You'll be signing a contract once we arrived." Nahugot ko naman bigla ang aking hininga ng bigla itong magsalita.

nakakagulat naman...

sobrang lalim pa ng boses...

Kahit na natatakot ay tumango ako ng hindi siya nililingon.

"Sige p-po." Napatikhim naman ako ng biglang pumiyok ang aking boses sa huli kong salita..

Nakaraan ang ilang segundo ay Wala siyang naging sagot..

Naramdaman ko namang nilingon ako nito at ramdam ko ang bahagya nitong pag ayos sa kanyang kina uupuan.

"Come here.." Malalim at malamig na boses ang aking narinig.

Dahan dahan ko itong nilingon. At hindi ko alam pero parang hindi ako makahinga sa titig na binibigay niya. It was too deep. Too deep that I can't even look away..

Hindi ako nakasagot..

"Didn't you hear me Cana?" Hindi ko alam pero ang Ganda ng pagkakabanggit ng aking pangalan kapag siya.

"Narinig ko po." Mahinang wika ko at sinunod ang utos niya..

Dahan dahan akong umurong palapit sa pwesto niya.. huminto nalang ako sapat na para hindi magdikit ang aming mga balat.

He looked at me with his deep blue eyes. He didn't speak. But he tilted his head like his examining my whole being. His deep blue eyes wondered around my face.

I can feel my cheeks getting hotter. Mas nadagdagan pa ng nagbaba ang tingin nito sa katawan ko na tila ba isa akong masarap na pagkain.

epero hindi naman siguro siya canibal noh..

Teka? Baka naman napapangitan siya sa suot ko?

Pero sure ko namang maayos ako e..

“Come closer.” Closer? Eh? Kahit na nahihiya ay umusog nalang ako palapit sakanya. Hanggang sa naramdaman ko na ang tela ng sout niyang damit. At hita nitong matitigas at maskulado.

Wala na akong nagawa kundi ang mapabuga ng hangin sa bibig at napalunok dahil sa tensyon na nararamdaman ko. Dagdag mopa ang init na binibigay ng katawan niya kahit na fully clothed pa siya.

”Hmm” Napasinghap naman ako ng walang babala niyang ipatong ang Malaki nitong kamay sa hita ko. Buti nalang hindi gaanong maikli sapat lang na matakpan ang hita ko pero hindi naman yun naging hadlang para Di ko maramdaman ang init na nagmumula sa kamay niya.

hindi na ako nakasalita ng napatanong niya na ang kamay sa aking hita.

“Relax I’ll just put my hands on your thigh nothing more,” Mukhang napansin niya atang medyo nanginig ako sa hawak niya.

Napatikhim nalang ako. Maya maya ay naramdaman kong dahan dahang gumalaw ang malaki nitong kamay sa aking hita. Sakop na sakop nito ang hita ko dahil sa malaki at malapad nitong kamay. Ang hahaba pa ng mga daliri nito.

His hands made a circular motion in my left thigh then gently squeezed it. Hinayaan ko nalang dahil gaya nga ng sabi niya ay Wala naman siyang gagawin. Wala nalang akong imik at hinayaan ang kamay niya sa paghaplos sa aking hita. At tumingin nalang sa labas ng bintana.

Ngayon ko lang napansin na ibang daan na pala ang tinatahak namin Medyo kakahuyan na ito at maraming lights na naka lagay so ibig sabihin ay hindi nakakatakot ang maglakad lakad dito dahil sa may ilaw naman na.

“Mr.Curtiz..” Mahinang wika ko ramdam ko namang nilingon ako nito.

”Yes wife?” Feel ko namumula na ang pisnge ko ayaw ko mang aminin ay medyo nakaramdam ako ng kilig sa tawag niya sakin. Medyo malalim at malamig nga lang ang boses niya.

“A-ano ahmm anong mga gagawin ko sa puder mopo?” Magalang na wika ko. Alam ko kasing mas matanda ito sakin. Yung itsura niya kasi ang matured.

”Hmm nothing aside from being my wife. Acting like my wife. Coming with me in every party.. Nothing else. Why?” Napatango naman ako sa sinabi nito at tumikhim.

hindi naman pala mahirap. Sasama lang ako sakanya kapag kailngan..

”Wala naman po.. natanong ko lang.” Mahinang wika ko..

Napalingon naman si Carlo sa dalagang katabi nito. At kumunot ang noo..

”What are you expecting?” Taas kilay na wika ni Carlos sa dalaga.

Don ay napalingon ang dalaga sakanya,

ayaw man niyang aminin ay nung unang nakita niya ito ay talaga namang nagandahan siya.

sino ba namang hindi.. She’s too beautiful to be called beautiful. No words can describe her eternal beauty. Marami siyang nakitang magaganda at mas sexy pa pero iba ang hatak ng dalaga.

pero kasi may trust issue rin siya e.

Malay ba niyang Baka sinasabihan na ito ng mga adik sa sugal niyang Nanay at Tatay.

Baka mamaya perahan siya nito dahil sa Adik ang mga magulan nito sa pera.

Eh Baka ginagamit nila ang dalaga Laban sakanya kaya naman dapat na MAs maging matigas at malamig siya dito.

“Wala naman po.” Isa pa ito. Sobrang galang puta nababanas tuloy siya sa kaka po nito sakanya.

Feelin niya ang tanda niya, well matanda naman na talaga siya para sa dalaga kaso ayaw ng loob nito na pino po siya.

kaya naman inis siyang Napa buntong hininga.

”Will you please stop using po to me? You’re my wife not my sister.” Inis na wika niya.

Napalunok naman si Cana sa narining. Ayaw pala nitong pino po. Nasanay na kasi ako e.

Napayuko naman ako. “Sorry p— I mean so-sorry.. Nakasanayan ko kasi.” Mahinang wika ko at lumunok ulit.

“Tsk! Your pissing me off young woman. Ipahawak mo sakin ang hita mo hanggang sa makarating tayo. Para mapawi ito.” Inis na wika ni Carlo.

What the f Carlo?! Ipahawak? For what para kumalma ka?! Asshole!

Gusto mo lang atang mahawakan ang malambot at makinis niyang hita e.

Napa asik naman ng palihim si Carlo. Masyado kasing gago ang sinabi e.

Napakagat naman ng labi si Cana at tumango na Baka kasi bigla nalang siyang iwan sa gilid ng kalsada padilim pa naman na.

At mukhang mahaba habang byahe ito.

Napabunting hininga nalang ako.

I hope I survived…

At ayun na nga ha habang nasa byahe ay nasa mga hita lang ng dalaga ang kamay ni Carlos. Minsan ay hinihimas nito o Di kaya ay pinipisil na parang stressball na..

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