Zamira Rios POV Gusto kong lamunin na lang ako ng mamahaling carpet sa sahig ng kwarto ni Santi. My heart was practically doing the cha-cha sa sobrang kaba habang papalapit siya nang papalapit. The scent of woodsy perfume mixed with a hint of expensive whiskey was doing dangerous things to my sensory system. "S-Santi, sandali!" I extended both my hands, palms flat against his solid chest to create a safety barrier. Good lord, ang tigas ng dibdib niya. Para akong nakasandal sa pader ng isang rampa. "Sabi mo kanina, safe ako tonight. Akala ko ba bilyonaryo ka? Bakit walang isang salita?" Huminto siya, but he didn't pull back. Instead, he looked down at my hands on his chest, then back up to my face with that look—yung look na parang alam niya kung paano ako aalipinin gamit lang ang paningin niya. "I am a businessman, Zamira," he murmured, his voice incredibly low and vibrating against my palms. "I always keep my word. Kaya nga hindi pa kita kinakain ngayon, kahit na you look incredib
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