Ignored by Mr. Famous (ASHLEY 5)☑

Chapter 19

Chapter 19

"Let go of me!! Kung di mo ako bibitawan sisigaw ako!!"

"Well, aren't you doing it now?" Tamad niyang sabi habang hila-hila parin ako papasok sa hotel.

Well the hotel is only Ten or Twelve floors, two room each floor, that's why a single Room can be a house of ten people! And now that he reminded me that I am already screaming, I wonder why is there no respond from those people who are supposed to rescue a harrassed person like me?!

"Then sisigaw ako ng Rape!"

"I am not raping you... yet."

"Bitaw na kasi!!" Mas malakas kong sigaw, I saw him clenching his jaw, maraming mga crew at bakasyonista na ang nakatingin sa amin ngayon, nakaramdam ako ng hiya pero mas nangingibabaw ang Determinasyon kong makawala sa pagkakahawak niya.

Pero nakapasok nalang kami ng Elevator ay wala paring nangahas na lumapit sa akin, o kahit magtanong man lang! What the hell, what is this place? Pag-aari ba ito ni Nic at mukhang sa tingin palang ay napapasunod niya ang mga ito?

"Bitaw na, hindi naman na ako makakaalis dahil nasa Loob tayo ng elevator, in case you don't know."

Nanatili ang madilim niyang expresyon habang nakatingin lang sa harap. It's only the two of us here inside, at alam ko kahit na nagtatapang-tapangan ako ay kanina ko pa gustong mahimatay dahil sa hawak at amoy niya, damn, kailan ba mawawala ang ganitong epekto niya sa akin?

I tried to get my wrist from his grip again, but just like everytime, walang nangyari dahil nga mas malakas siya, at mas malaki din ang kamay niya keysa sa akin. Padabog kong inayos ang suot kong t-shirt na hanggang ibabaw ng tuhod ko lang, he is shirtless dahil pinasuot niya sa akin ang T-shirt niya, hindi ko alam kung bakit niya ito ginagawa, I am so confused by his actions even with his words!

He talk and act like we're in a relationship and we're just facing some shits! Damn him.

"I'll call the chef to cook you something, what do you want?" Tanong niya ng makapasok na ako sa loob ng kwarto ko.

"C-chef?"

Seryoso niya akong tiningnan habang nilalagay ang dalawang kamay sa kaniyang magkabilang bulsa, his muscles and biceps or triceps I don't know tensed with his movements, and it's like tempting me to invite him inside.

Napalunok ako. "Yeah, so what do you want?"

"Do you own this place?" I ask in a little bit harsh way.

His face remained the same. "My mother does."

And now I realized, his mother's maiden surname is Romblon! God, bat ngayon ko lang naalala. Messytias Jamet Romblon-Ashley is known for being one of the great businesswomen, her family runs hotels and resorts, at ang pinakamagandang Resort pala dito sa davao ay sa kanila, shit. I should have known.

"What do you want-"

"Nothing. I'm not hungry." Pagputol ko sa sasabihin niya.

A small smile crept on his lips. "So the waitress at the floating cottage?"

Nag-init ang buong mukha ko nang maalala kung bakit ko sinungitan ang waitress kanina. Sinamaan ko siya ng tingin, mas lumawak naman ang pagngisi niya.

"Gutom ako kanina, ngayon hindi na. And please, umalis ka na, bumalik ka na doon sa baba dahil baka hinihintay ka... ng babae mo."

He twitched his lips, trying not to pursue his laughter. "Yeah, she might get mad."