Bachelor's Inferno 2: Venomous Seduction

Chapter 8

KUMUHA SI Montana ng tubig mula sa ref at dinala iyon sa mesa. Habang nagsasalin ng tubig sa baso ay panaka-naka niyang sinusulyapan si Soft na nagkakabit ng kurtina. Pawis na pawis na rin ito. Hindi sanay na walang aircon na silid. Basa na ang polo nito sa bandang likuran at tagiliran. After threading the curtain directly through the rod he lifted the curtain rod to hang it back onto the brackets. One of his muscular arms rippled as he lifted it up. The sleeve of the shirt dress seemed to be ripped apart by his muscle alone.

"Okay na ba 'to?" Agad niyang itinuon ang tingin sa baso nang biglang lumingon si Soft. She hissed at herself as she found the water flowing from the glass already. Agad niyang ibinaba ang pitsel sa mesa at kumuha ng basahan.

"Okay na 'yan," tugon niya habang pinupunasan ang basang mesa. Hindi niya tiningnan pa kung maayos ngang nailagay ang kurtina.

"Uminom ka muna ng tubig," alok niya kay Soft at sinabayan niya ng angat ng tingin na muli niyang kinahigit ng kanyang paghinga. He was carefully unbuttoning his shirt dress, showing the sculpted chest covered in hair. Each strand seemed to have its own life, curling and twirling in different directions, as if striving to break free from the limits of his powerful frame. The stubbornness of the hair strands on his large chest attests to his raw virility and innate appeal. The sight of his hair-covered chest was hypnotic, and she couldn't take her gaze away. She couldn't help but think the night he was giving him a lap dance, especially when she was under him where she was giving a chance to feel his hairy chest. It actually feels good beneath her palms. It was breathtaking to feel her breasts being brushed by the tufts of hair on his muscular chest. Strange, because even though she was determined to do her task that night she's still nervous and angry for being in that situation. Nakakasuka ang magsayaw sa harapan ng maraming lalaki na kakarampot ang suot. Pero nang itiuon niya ang atensiyon kay Soft ng gabing iyon at magkunwaring walang ibang nakikitang ibang tao sa paligid ay nawala ang inhibisyon niya. Nag-iba ang kanyang naramdaman. Nawala ang takot lalo na nang sila na lang dalawa sa silid.

Makinis ang balat nito. Mukhang mas makinis pa sa kanya. Binabalanse ng balahibo nito sa braso ang pagka-mestizo pati na rin ng dark nitong buhok at mata. He's mestizo but not the boy-next-door kind. The typical boy-next-door tends to be sweet and implies a certain wholesomeness, but this man's features are kinda far from that—it was strong ang angular. His chiseled jawline traced a sharp, defined contour, adding a touch of gravitas to his countenance. The five o'clock shadow adorned his face, and framed his lips, which held sensuality. His piercing eyes, as dark as a moonless night, held a captivating allure, with intelligence and a hint of mischief. When he looked at her they seemed to penetrate her soul and unveil secrets hidden beneath, which scared her. His face was a masterpiece. A face of perfection. A face that drew attention and left an indelible impression on everyone who had the privilege of beholding it. Binaybay ng kanyang paningin ang buhok na pababa sa tiyan nito.

"It's hot." Natigil ang pagbaybay niya nang magsalita ito at humakbang palapit sa kanya. Agad siyang nag-iwas ng tingin, itinulak ang baso.

"Mainit talaga rito." Agad siyang tumalikod at tinungo ang lababo na ilang hakbang lang mula sa maliit na hapagkainan. Binuksan niya ang gripo kahit hindi naman niya kailangan. Isinahod niya ang kamay sa tubig na bumagbagsak habang pinakapakiramdam ang presensiya ni Soft.

"Palagyan natin ng aircon?" Luminga si Montana. Kasalukuyan itong umiinom ng tubig. Walang pang-itaas. Nakahawak ang isang kamay sa ibabaw ng sandalan ng silya kung saan isinampay ang damit nito habang ang isang kamay ay hawak ang baso, umiinom. His Adam's apple moved up and down as he gulped the water down. His broad shoulders narrowed to a snug waist, emphasizing his chiseled chest and toned stomach. His body was a flawless machine of power and accuracy, and every movement he made was purposeful and calculated. Muli siyang nag-iwas ng tingin nang matapos itong uminom. Ayaw niyang mahuli siyang sumusulyap.