CHAPTER THREE
THE dinner went on and on. Paminsan-minsan lang ang ginagawa niyang pag sulyap kay Clane, kapag hindi lang ito nakatingin sa kanya.
Yesha sipped on her wine while absentmindedly staring at the man in front of her.
Clane's eyes felt familiar to her. His hair is a bit longer than a usual cut. She leer at herself when she realized that she found him very attractive in that man bun.
Okay, fine, he looks hot and a fucking bad boy in that hair style with that dark suit he's wearing.
Yumayakap sa katawan nito ang suot, humahapit sa braso na sigurado siyang matitigas. Matikas ang tindig ng pangangatawan, para bang hindi uurong kapag may suntukan. He don't even looks like a coward by the way, he looks like a fucking mysterious man who could kill a bad men with his bare hands.
And look at those protruded veins at the back of his hands... isa pang irap ulit sa hangin ang ginawa niya nang makaramdam ng pagkamangha at atraksyon sa lalaki.
Her dirty mind even think about on how many packs he have? How big he is? How many inches? Oh, boy, damn her and her dirty mind!
She really needs to stay away with her naughty friends. Nahahawa na siya sa kahalayan ng mga 'yon.
"My wife and my daughter were planning to live in America to pursue Yesha's dream job. Modeling, right, anak?"
Bago pa niya pa mailipat ang atensyon sa ama ay naabutan na siya ng mga itong nakatingin kay Clane.
The man smirk when he caught her staring at him. Ikinahihiya niya ang sarili sa mga sandaling 'yon!
Umayos siya ng upo, nagtaas noo pa na akala mo ay hindi siya naabutan sa paninitig sa lalaking kaharap.
"Uh, yes daddy, modeling." She smile cutely and lifted her wine glass for a cheers, then she sipped on it.
"Modeling, huh." Clane mocked.
"Yeah, is there any problem with that, Mr. Altaraza?"
Nakita niya ang sandaling pagdaan ng pagkaaliw sa mga mata nito bago maingat pero mayabang na sumimsim ng alak sa baso nang hindi inaalis ang mapanuyang tingin sa kanya.
What? Is he agains't with modeling?
"I wanna be a lingerie model." She added, chin up, showing them her dedication to her dream profession.
"I will support you with that, darling." It was her mother, smiling proudly at her.
"Ah, mga modelo rin ang mga babaeng nasasabit sa pangalan nito ni Clane." Ang daddy niya, medyo natatawa. "In and outside the Country. Wag sana itong mapikot."
Clane chuckled in a husk. Wait, did she heard the sexiness on it?
"Hindi kailanman mapipikot." Anito, sabay baling sa kanya.
Her one eyebrow arched.
Modelo ba ang tipo nitong babae? Bakit bigla siyang mas lalong naging gigil na maabot ang pangarap niyang 'yon?
It felt like she suddenly wanted to impress him.
"Mahilig ka sa mga modelo?" She made her tone casual, like as if she wasn't really interested. But damn, she wanted to hear from him what's his ideal girl.
"Not really."
"What's your ideal girl then?"
She heard her mommy laugh lightly. Nang sulyapan niya ay maarte na itong nagpunas ng bibig gamit ang malambot na puting tela.
BINABASA MO ANG
Territorial Men 6: Clane Altaraza
General FictionNo one dare to mess with him in business world. He's untamed and a heartless tycoon. And even if in Clane Altaraza's Military days, he's well-known for that; for being ruthless and a fucking beast in a battle ground. But, no matter how much he wante...
