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“Hi.” He greeted me while still wearing a sweet smile on his face, the kind of smile which can make you dazzled and bewitched. His sultry and manly voice is also a music to my ears and somehow made my knees wobble.   I found the courage to speak and opened my mouth to utter some words. “May I please know who you are, mister?” he chuckled upon hearing my question. Ah damn. Nakakahalina naman ang tawa ng gwapong lalakeng ito. Model ba siya sa magazine? He looks like one. Of my goodness. His gorgeousness is making my eyes hurt.   “Pardon for not introducing myself earlier. I am Raizel Montalano, Rolanzo’s son.” Oh. So, siya pala ang anak ni tito Rolanzo. Hindi halata sa itsura niya na mas gugustuhin niya sa tahimik na lugar. Sa looks niya, aakalain mong siya yung type ng tao na mas gugustuhin tumambay sa mga bar at parties. And besides,

ＣＨＡＰＴＥＲ 45:ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＨＥＲＴＡＴＴＯＯ."Stasia Perez, I’ll give you the duty of protecting my son as best as you can. May it even be your life as a payment.” Mr. Montalano ordered me. He is staring at me right in the eyes, the authoritative aura of him can make anyone bow down before him. He has a piercing cold gaze which can sent shivers down your spine.   'May it even be your life as a payment.’ That word continuously rang on my head. Like he was saying, my life is not that important as long as his son is safe and that's all that matter. Does he mean other people’s lives doesn’t matter anymore? My brows furrowed because of the statement. Does he really not c

ＤＩＳＧＵＩＳＥ 34: SYRIA."We hope you enjoyed the in-flight entertainment.  We are now preparing to land. The bar is closed and we will soon collect your headset. Ladies and gentlemen, we're now approaching Syria. Local time is 09:00.  At this stage, you should be on your seat with your seatbelt firmly fastened.  Personal television screens, footrests and seat tables must be stowed away and all hand luggage should be stored either in the overhead lockers or under the seat in front.  Please ensure all electronic devices including laptop computers and computer games are turned off." Nangibabaw ang katahimikan habang inaanunsyo ang paglapag namin sa Syria. Hanggang ngayon ay nakatingin lamang ako s

CHAPTER 68.3: PART THREE.    ＩＲＡＨＡＹＡ'Ｓ ＪＡＮＥＰＯＩＮＴ ＯＦ V' "Hay, grabe nakakapagod 'yong byahe," rinig kong saad ng mga kasama kong flight attendant. Napatingin ako sa direction nila while pursing my red lips. Nandito kami ngayon sa headquarters ng Montalano para kumain at magpahinga saglit, iyon ang narinig ko at 'yon din naman ang nangyari at katatapos lang din namin kumain as far as I could remember almost nasa 6 na flight attendant kami at lahat 'yon puros kami girls.    "Kaya nga pero sulit naman!" kinikilig na ani ng isa pang babae. Geez. Nakaka annoy naman yung voice nila. Its making my head hurt kaya. I wish I can put tape on their lips para naman matigil yung pag squeal nila.   "Oo nga! Nasilayan natin ang mukha ng susunod

CHAPTER 69.2: PART TWONakatingala ako sa kalangitan habang pinagmamasdan ang kulay asul na ulap. Makikita mo rito kung gaano kataas ang sikat ng araw maging ang kulay bughaw na ulap. Sa katunayan ay ang payapa nitong tingnan, taliwas sa aking nararamdaman sa kasalukuyan. Naramdaman ko ang pagiging basa ng aking mga mata. Pinahid ko ang luha sa aking pisngi na patuloy pa rin sa pagpatak.  'Why am I fucking crying? Damn it!' Akala ko tanggap ko na kung paano ako itrato ng ama ko pero hindi pa pala. Bakit ba nagiging emosyonal ako? Dahil ba nagiging ganap na tao na ako? Dati ba hindi? Natawa ako sa sarili ko. Parang hindi ko kakayanin ang sakit. Mas gusto ko na lang 'atang bumalik sa pagiging manhid. Naninikip ang dibdi