A Man Like None Other Novel Novels & Stories

Never in this world are we short of people who can’t read the room. A man with a pointed chin and a face like a monkey stepped forward, his expression hostile. “Who are you? I know all the prominent figures in this country, but I have never heard of you. Are you a liar who comes here to eat and drink for free?”

Porcelana ang kaniyang balat at talagang iba ang ganda niya. Mas lalo akong napatigil nang makita ko ang lalaking moreno, walang damit pang-itaas at masayang binabasa ang kasama niyang babae. Nagkakasiyahan sila habang binabasa ng tubig ang isa’t isa.

DISCLAIMER: This is just a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, places, events and incidents are just a product of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual person, living, dead or actual event are purely co-incidental. The story has also a few mature content so read at your own risk. Thank you for understanding and enjoy reading! PROLOGUE:

anito at biglang tumakbo palabas ng bookstore animong nakikipag-karerahan. Dahil iniwan na niya ako ay itinuon ko na ang atensyon sa pagtitingin ng mga libro. Kinuha ko ang isang libro na naggustuhan ko, ngunit natigilan ako no'ng may mahagip ang paningin ko, hindi kalayuan sa kinaroroonan ko. A guy, his wearing is all black. He is also wearing a cap. Saglit kaming nagkatitigan, I know him. Of course, how could I forget this man?

tangang tanong nito at inilagay sa study table. Napangiti siya dahil siguro nagbago na ng tuluyan ang trato ni Sue sa kaniya. Mas okay na ngayon ang samahan nila kaysa no'n. Kinuha niya ang tooth bag niya at napaisip kasi wala ang libro nito na regalo ni Lexie no'n. Parang isang stand novel ang librong 'yon dahil nakasulat do'n ang mga bagay na nangyari sa female lead na inspired sa totoo niyang buhay.

Sa halip, nagpasiya akong maghintay nang matiyaga para sa kanya, umaasa na babalik siya sa lalong madaling panahon pata mapatahimik na ang isip ko. As I leaned against the headboard, I couldn't help but think about the enigmatic man I had come to care for deeply. Grayson was a puzzle, a complex and guarded soul, but there was a side of him that I had glimpsed—a side that showed vulnerability and a touch of warmth. I knew that it would take time to break through his icy exterior.

But he seemed kind and inviting. He was a tall man with a warm smile that reached his eyes, exuding an air of confidence yet approachability. His dark, wavy hair contrasted with his bright blue eyes, giving him a mysterious allure. His simple attire hinted that he was a nice and decent person, and the faint scent of cologne lingered in the air around him. Despite my initial reservations, I couldn't help but feel a sense of intrigue and curiosity about this enigmatic man named Celsius Montgemetry.

ani ni Uno na binalik ang atensyon sa librong binabasa. "Alam kong masama ang ugali mo pero may isasama pa pala 'yan, hindi ba uso sayo ung being a gentleman? Hindi ba uso sa inyong mga mafia ang ganong ugali?" inis na singhal ni Manuela. "Gentleman my ass, why would i gave what's mine to someone? Will you just keep quite." pahayag ni Uno na naiinis na natatawa si Manuela sa resolve nila ni Uno sa sitwasyon nila.

Bilib nga siya sa tatas nitong magsalita ng tagalog. Minsan ay nabanggit ni Mang Tonyo na isa ngang Indian si Raj, pero sa tingin niya ay may western features ito. Minsan para rin itong Pilipino. Depende sa suot nito. Hindi talaga niya inaasahan na isa itong gangster dahil kahit na may kasungitan ito nang una niyang makita ay ramdam niya ang mabuting pagkatao nito. Anyway, bakit nga ba niya pilit na inaalala ang mga kabutihan ng taong ito? Hindi nga ba't heto, isa ngang tunay na gangster at tulad din ng iba ay siguradong halang din ang bituka nito. "Hello? Are you with me?" Anitong medyo inilapit pa ang mukha sa kaniya. Nagulat naman siya. Hindi niya namalayang nakatulala na naman siya.

He looked directly at the camera, his eyes—dark, intense, and impossibly beautiful—meeting mine through the lens. My breath hitched. He didn't flinch. He didn't react. He simply… smiled again. Halatang wala s'yang kaalam alam na napapanood na s'ya ng kung sino. But that slow, deliberate smile that sent a shiver down my spine. 'Yun lang at kumuha na s'ya ng isa pang libro, umupo ulit sa sofa, at muling nagbasa. The feeling of dread intensified, morphing into something else…something similar to… curiosity. Who was this man? And why was he in my apartment, reading my books?