Taming The Superiors (High Class Issue Series #1)

Chapter 38

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"Fuck," I cursed and clasped my hands protectively to my head because of frustration. I want to be productive today, but I can't focus knowing that Tito Maximo's siblings filed a case against Morde. There are piles of papers in front of me, but I'm distressed and restless.

They didn't even consider that they are in a state of mourning. Tita Liyelle is somehow tired of defending her son against Tito Maximo's siblings, and the most painful part there is that no one wants to listen to her. I feel sorry about her situation because her family became the public's attention.

Umabot na sa korte ang lahat pero sinabi sa akin ni Desmond na maaaring dipensahan ni Morde ang sarili niya. Si Morde at Tito Maximo lang naman ang nakakaalam ng totoong nangyare. Kung masasabing hindi siya ang pumatay sa tatay niya ay sino naman kaya?

I leaned back and let out a sigh. I massaged my temple and closed my eyes for a second to relax. I have many things to do, but I can't do them because I'm not in the right state of my mind.

"You looked stressed," I heard a voice, and my breathing almost stopped when I recognized it. The fine hairs of my nape rose, and fear began to spread all over my body again. He's already here, and all of a sudden I was caged.

I opened my eyes, and I saw Desmond taking off his leather jacket. I steady my breath when his badge and gun are intact in his pocket. My eyes were wandering to his body, and the harsh reality crushed me.

"Nakakain na ako, gusto mo bang ipaghanda na kita ng pagkain?" simpleng tanong ko sa kanya at lumapit para halikan siya sa pisngi pero alam kong taliwas ito sa sistema ko. Isang pagkakamali lang ang naging dahilan para hindi ko na siya pagkatiwalaan. Pinipilit ko siyang intindihin pero natatakot ako.

"No, just continue what you're doing and take a rest after, but do you need my assistance to finish all those tasks?" tanong niya at nagulat ako nang bigla niyang hinapit ang baywang ko. Binaon niya ang kanyang ulo sa aking leeg at doon ko naramdaman ang mainit niyang hininga.

My teeth chattered when he's scenting my neck. My legs are collapsing, the reason why I encircled my arms around his nape. The way he's smelling me gives me this anxiety and fright.

"You smell so good, Eliza," he mumbled. I closed my fist, trying to control myself from this beast having a taste of my skin. His voice is filled with desire and temptation. I want to speak, but it feels like something is blocking my throat.

Hawak ka na nila sa leeg at dapat mong gawin ay manahimik, Eliza.

"I-I don't need your assistance, Des. I can do my tasks all by myself," garalgal ang boses ko na para bang unti-unti na akong nawawalan ng hininga. Mariin kong pinikit ang mga mata ko nang halikan ni Desmond ang leeg ko. Bakit ko ba hinahayaan na hawak-hawakan niya ako?

I pressed my lips together as he kept kissing my neck. I should push him, but I have no strength to do that. I was locked up in his arms as if he will never let go of me. What should I do? Am I already terrified of him after what I found out?