Shackles of Melancholia (Completed)

Chapter 7

Lion

Umalis ang lalaking binulungan nito at naiwan kaming dalawa. Suddenly the whole place went cold. The hair on my nape stood up.

Tinignan niya ulit ako at sinuri mula ulo hanggang paa.

The way he's looking at me is like he's undressing me in his head!

I look at him nervously. He lick his lips and looked away. And when I thought he's done checking me out. He look at my body again like he couldn't get enough.

Kumunot ang noo ko at niyakap ang sarili, suddenly feeling cold.

I don't have any say in this. I was sold, maybe to this man or not. But I should function the way they paid me.

And when I ended up being battered to this dangerous looking man. Then again. I don't have any say in this. Desisyon ko ito at tatanggapin kung ano man ang kahihinatnan. This is my job for years. I've been doing this for years and no, I'm doing this for a living.

I heard him sighed and I look at him. Mariin ang pagkakapikit ng kanyang mata. Nang ibinukas niya ito ay nagtama ang mga mata namin. Again, a negative charge and positive charge.

Tinuro niya ang taas at sinundan ko ito. It looks like he's pointing a room upstairs.

"Pumunta ka roon. Hintayin mo ako." he ordered coldly.

Tinignan ko siya at nakitang matiim siyang nakatingin sa akin at umiigting ang panga na parang galit siya. Agad akong tumalima sa utos niya.

Umakyat akong hagdanan at binuksan ang kwartong itinuro niya.

The room is the same as I envisioned it. It has only two color, black and white. It's minimalist and has only one furniture, which is a marble sculpted in a lion form where he's caging his prey; a zebra. It's spacious here. The black curtain is covering the floor to ceiling window, I know this because I saw the glass. There's also a sofa and couches facing the glass wall.

There's a small fridge beside a door and I'm betting it's a walk in closet. Mayroon ring pintuan sa tapat ng pintuang iyon at tingin ko ay bathroom iyon, kung hindi naman ay siguro napagpalit ko ang dalawa.

This room was probably high end. The king size bed with a black duvet has a white pillows.

Everything is screaming for a man. And I'm betting my life this is his room. It smells musk, mint and a smell of masculine you want to cuddle of.

Here I go...

The whole bedroom is like a searched design in magazine covers for man or a pinterest that involves the word "virile".

Hindi ko alam ang gagawin ko kaya umupo na lang ako sa kama at natakot pa na baka magusot ko ito.

Habang hinihintay ay tinignan ko ang aking braso na kinaladkad nila na parang patay. May marka itong pula at hindi na ako magtataka kung kinabukasan ay magkukulay ube o berde na ito. Dinilaan ko rin ang aking labi kung saan nakasisiguro akong pumutok dahil sa pagsampal ng matanda. Mayroon pang natitirang mga sugat sa kamay ko galing sa aksidente. Sa totoo lang ay hindi pa tuluyang gumagaling ang sugat ko sa ulo malapit sa noo. Natatakot akong dumugo ito sakaling saktan ako ng lalaking iyon.

I pinched my index trying to kill the boredom.

Anong meron sa mga lalaking malalaki ang katawan? Anong meron sa Fabrecastro? Kung pagsama-samahin ko lahat ng mga narinig ko ay masasabi kong binili ako ng matandang iyon at pinamigay rito. I know I'm not new to this. Don't even know if this was the worst or not.

Hindi ko rin alam kung alam ito ni Mama...

Hindi ko talaga alam. Kung pwede lang siyang tawagan.

Bumukas ang pintuan at iniluwa nito ang lalaki. Kung sasaktan niya ako, of course physically, he can beat me to pulp, it's okay. His strong body could hurt me severely depending on his whim.

Naglakad siya papalapit sa akin at parang gusto kong tumakbo sa pinakasulok at magtago.

Bumaba ang tingin ko sa marmol na sahig.

Narinig kong binuksan niya ang maliit na fridge at lagitik. Siguro ay nagbukas siya ng in-can beer.

"Ilang taon ka na?" malalim ang kanyang boses na nagpapatindig-balahibo sa akin.

"T-Twenty two..."

Narinig ko ang paglapit niya sa akin at alam kong nasa harapan ko siya.

"Hmm... too young for me."

For me? For you?

"Hindi ko inakalang magkikita tayo ulit. Maniwala ka, wala akong minanipula. Nagkataon lang na ikaw ang binigay niya sa akin."

Umangat ang tingin ko at nakitang matiim siyang nakatingin sa akin, hawak hawak ang isang alak.

Umalis siya sa harapan ko upang ibaba ang alak sa nightstand.

"This must be only one night and I will send you home. But... now, I think..." his words caught me off guard.

He will send me home after one night?! But there's a but?

"I changed my mind."

Nanlalaki ang matang tumingin ako sa kanya. Sinenyas niyang tumayo ako na agad ko namang sinunod. My heart is pounding against my ribcage that it hurts.

Kinain ng hakbang niya ang aming distansya hanggang sa ilang pulgada na lamang ang lapit namin.

His musky mint attacked my nostrils. It smell virile and coldness. He smells so good.

At dahil magkalapit kami ay mas nadepina ang tangkad niya.

Hindi ko alam kung paunti-unti ang aking paghinga o malalalim o baka naman hindi na ako humihinga.

Itinaas niya ang kanyang kamay at hinawakan ang strap ng dress ko. Since I'm wearing a sleeveless I felt his rough hand on my bare shoulder.

Pumikit ako ng mariin nang pinigtas niya ito. Nanatili akong nakatayo habang dahan-dahan niyang hinahaplos ang aking balat.

I don't know how to put myself on sex robot mode because I don't want to feel numb!

Nasagot na ang katanungan ko dahil naririnig ko ang aking sarili na mabilis at malalim ang hininga. Tumaas ang kanyang kamay papunta sa aking leeg at marahang hinaplos iyon.

When he lowered his head through my neck. I felt the unfamiliar ignition in my veins. I thought I might spontaneously combust.

He traced his roman nose in my neck. He looks like the lion on his furniture where he's smelling me... his prey.

My knees turned into jelly and I don't want to hold him. I waited for his lips to land on my neck. The anticipation is killing me. I'm not bias, but this client should have a good service.

And yeah.

I should function how they paid me.

When his soft lips landed on my neck. It's game over. I'm a whore he paid.

He kissed my neck softly at first like he's savoring every inch of it. My knees turned into liquid and I grabbed his spartan shoulders for support.

He let out a small grunt.

Pataas ng pataas ang kanyang halik hanggang umabot ito sa aking panga. He went upper and he bite the shell on my ear.

I let out a soft whimper.

"My name is Axon." he whispered.

And God! His voice... it's too sensual.. I can't take it!

Ganito ba ang paraan ng pagpapakilala niya sa mga babaeng nakakama niya?

"My name is Astra." I whispered on his nape.

I pictured my self as a zebra in his furniture. At siguro nga tama ang sinabi ng malaking lalaki sa van noon. Nagkamali sila sa parteng ipapakain nila ako sa matandang iyon. Ngunit tama sila na ipapalapa ako sa leon.

"Kneel." he whispered and it sounds too sensual like his body.

Again. A slut Astra. On.