Chapter Thirty-Three

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Tila mabagal para sa akin ang usad ng sasakyan.

Gaano man kabilis umikot ang gulong nito ay tila salungat doon ang aking nararamdaman.

I was trying to comprehend what my feelings are.

Kinakabahan.

Natatakot.

Nag-aalinlangan.

But I'm already here and there's no anymore turning back.

I then eventually opened my eyes and got slightly surprised to see Sebastiane gawking on me.

He was sitting in front next to the driver, yet he boldly faced his body to me.

Pinag-kunutan ko siya ng noo.

"What?"

Hindi agad-agad ang sagot niya.

He stared at me for seconds more, before shaking his head, and cockily displaying his ever mischievous grin.

Pinaningkitan niya ako ng mga mata.

"Heard what you did."

Hindi nawala ang ngisi niya sa mukha at tila hindi rin siya nangangalay sa posisyon niya.

He's a tall and lean guy and seeing him on that wayward position just stings in the eyes.

Dumagdag pa sa problema ko.

Tito Nicolo's words started dripping on me.

What a trouble.

Pinulupot ko ang mga braso sa harap ko at nakataas ang kilay na ikiniling ang noo.

"So? You find me horrific?"

Ngumuso lamang siya at natutuwang nagpatuloy sa pagtunghay.

"It'll take a lot more to make me feel horrified, couz." He winked at me.

Hindi kami malapit kaya hindi ko alam kung saan siya humuhugot ng  kapal na umastang ganiyan.

"Besides, I'm amazed. I didn't know I have such a cool cousin, until you." Itinuro niya pa ako gamit ang nguso niya.

Pinanliitan ko siya ng mga mata.

Ilang sandali ko siyang pinagmasdan.

I only know seldom things about him.

And most of those things aren't really considerably complimentary.

Kaya nga hindi sang-ayon ang Mommy sa pagiging maluwag ng Tito Nicolo sa kaniya.

He kept on doing almost all the things Mom does not approve of.

Clubbing. Girl hunting. I don't even wanna think about it.

When I look at it way deeper, he was almost nothing like Tito Nicolo.

Only his face is the proof that he's Tito Nicolo's son. The only thing that seems to speak of their resemblance to each other.

Their comforting gorgeous face of an angel.

But his is blended with the essence of a scheming devil.

It doesn't anymore seems comforting as it's supposed to be, but something that's bothering and sinister, instead.

Nagpasalamat ako at narating na namin ang airport sa wakas.

I checked everything I needed.

Nandito naman silang lahat.

And I only have one luggage aside from my additional purse.

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