บททั้งหมดของ Behind Closed Doors With My Stepbrother (Lust): บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 37

“Enzo, sino ’yon?” Enzo brushed his thumb along my cheek. “Stay here. Put something on, Amour. I’ll answer the door.”“Don’t open it!”He kissed my forehead. “Trust me.”Mabilis kong inabot ang dress ko sa sahig habang isinusuot ni Enzo ang shirt niya.Hindi niya inayos ang magulong buhok niya. His lips were swollen, his neck marked by something I didn’t even remember leaving.Muling may kumatok. “Sir?” Boses ng lalaki ang narinig ko mula sa labas. It was Thiago! Nanigas ako sa kama, halos sumabog sa kaba ang puso ko.Binuksan ni Enzo ang pinto just enough para siya lang ang makita. Nakatayo si Thiago sa maliit na landing, calm as always, hindi man lang sumilip sa loob.“Sir,” Thiago said calmly. “Lunch is ready.”Lunch? I blinked.Enzo nodded. “Give us a minute.”Nang tuluyang makaalis si Thiago, saka lang ako nakahinga.Isinara ni Enzo ang pinto at humarap sa akin.“Come,” he said, taking my hand.Hindi na ‘ko nakipagtalo at sumunod na lang sa kanya pababa ng treehouse. Pagdatin

Kinabukasan, hindi ako ginising ng alarm.Ginising ako ng tanong ni Marcelo.Is there something between you and my son that I should know?Paulit-ulit iyong bumalik sa utak ko habang nakaupo ako sa harap ng vanity mirror, surrounded by strangers touching my hair, my face, my skin.Last night, I said no.Hindi ko alam kung paano lumabas sa bibig ko ang sagot. Hindi ko rin alam kung naniwala ba si Marcelo.“Ma’am, chin up po.”Napakurap ako nang itaas ng makeup artist ang baba ko.“Sorry,” I whispered.Sa likod ko, may dalawang stylist na abala sa rack ng gowns. May garment bags, boxes of jewelry, perfume bottles, and people moving around me like my body was no longer mine.Today, I was the girl who had to stand beside Atlas De Silva and pretend she wasn’t thinking about Enzo Montemayor’s mouth on her skin.“Ang ganda ng skin mo, ma’am,” sambit ng makeup artist. “Almost no need to cover anything.”Bumaba ang brush niya papunta sa may collarbone ko, then stopped.Humigpit ang kapit ko sa

“I’m not an outsider. My mother is marrying Marcelo.” Kumuyom ang kamao ko. “Exactly. Which makes this…” She gestured between me and Enzo. “Even messier. Imagine the scandal if photos of this little hallway moment got out. Or worse — if dear Carmelle found out her daughter is spreading her legs for her future stepson.”“Watch your mouth,” babala ni Enzo.Ngumisi si Ysabel. “Or what? You’ll choose her over everything? Over your father’s plans? Over Vienna?” She looked at me again, eyes gleaming. “She’s coming soon, you know. And she doesn’t share what’s hers.”Nasusuka ako sa kaba. Biglang parang malayong panaginip na lang ang treehouse. Dito, sa Lust Estate, everything was poison wrapped in gold.“Ysabel,” Enzo said, stepping forward. “If you say a word—”“I won’t. Not yet. I like watching things burn slowly. But Amara…” She met my eyes directly. “Enjoy him while you can. Because when the wedding happens, and when the real games start… secrets like this? They have a way of destroyin