Oblique Flames Of Beauty ( Universidad de Cebu Series 1)

KABANATA XI

Thunder

Pumasok kami sa isang unit na may nakalagay na 111. It's the room number.

The intoxicating sweet aroma in a sultry scent overlapsed my nose as I've entered. The whole place smells just like him.

Inasahan ko na ang bubungad sa akin ay plain black and white na mga interior at kung ano pang related sa mga neutral colors since that's the usual style most guys adhere or like.

Ngunit as I've wandered my eyes around, everything were in the setting of aesthetic rose gold being emphasized by the monochromatic black pigment.

Walls and roofs were tinted with a sparkling gold and distinguished with rosy pigment as the black blend in as its highlighter.

Eye-catching and kaleidoscopic mediums portrayed in diverse sizes of the canvas hung mightyly in most edges of the entire room, it made the mood into an absolute ethereal.

Organisado rin ang mga bagay, from the glass coffee table where sorts of art related magazines are well-arrayed under it. Black two double seaters couches elegantly succumb with rosegold square-shaped pillows gives a welcoming vibe amicably.

At the center of a two doors which I guess are the bedrooms, fitted in between the 5 racks bookshelf. Packed with tons of books arranged in a desirable kempt.

Kumurap ako nang maramdaman ang pangangalay ng aking binti. Hindi ko alam kung ilang minuto rin akong napatulala sa paligid bago nabalik sa wisyo.

I've heard swooshings of water and clattering sounds of aluminum things being touched together.

My eyes immediately trajected to the corridor-shaped kitchen. My mouth gaped open in such great awe upon seeing him doing some dicing as he open the stove.

Dahil suot ko ang kanyang damit ay nakahubad pa rin siya ngayon. I didn't know he could actually cook. Pero from the thought din na siya lamang mag isa rito ay hindi na iyon nakakagulat.

The profound muscles from his back flexes exquisitely as he moves his biceps and forearms.

Nag iwas ako ng tingin nang bahagyang tumagilid ang kanyang ulo na para bang naramdaman niya na may tumititig sa kanya.

Tumikhim ako at hinubad ang suot kong sandal gayundin ang kanyang damit.

"May mga ekstrang damit sa kwarto na nasa kanan, you can use them to warm yourself."

Mabagal kong nailagay sa tabi ang aking sandal dahil sa narinig.

He has some spare clothes for a woman? Does that mean he usually brings woman in here, though by the looks mukhang hindi niya naman iyon gawain.

I licked my lips nang naalala ang mga sinabi nya kay Lola Ading kanina. The way he said those seems too natural for him.

He probably did that already..

I covered my eyes in frustration. The creeping unstoppable thoughts plugged in my head viciously.

Why does I hate the thought of it. For sure high-end girls would be more willing to approach him kahit tumunanga lamang siya. His bored look is slaying.

He'll definitely get unbiased attention. Not to mention his dominant European feature emphasized by those rusty eyes that foretells million of covered stories.

"They were clothes of Tatiana. She sleeps her sometimes.."

The joints of my neck strengthen when he said those just an inch away from my nape, which is slightly covered by threads of my hair.