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Shakia's POV

"First rule, don't raise your voice at me." Ilang saglit kong hinintay na umangal ang lalaking kaharap ko sa parihabang mesa pero hindi ito umimik.

Evankhell Hanford merely scowled, mukhang pinagsisisihan na nitong nakipag deal pa ito sakin.

Nasa VIP room kami ngayon. Pinag-uusapan ang bago naming deal. This time no more threats of blackmailing hang in the air. This time I made a conscious choice of staying with him.

Kailangan ko ang perang ipapasahod ni Evankhell sakin, and seeing that he's even laying out rules for both of us, maybe he won't make my life a living hell anymore. At iyan mismo ang pinagtataka ko. Is the man sick? Bakit bigla niya itong ginagawa?

Nang makitang wala itong tutol sa una kong patakaran ay agad kong sinulat iyon sa bondpaper na nasa harapan ko. Ito ang kontrata namin, handwritten kasi walang printer dito sa kwartong 'to. May ref pero walang printer, galing.

"Second rule-"

"Who said you get to have a second rule?" He interrupted.

"What?" Di makapaniwala kong bulalas. "Isa lang ang rule ko?"

"That one rule is worth more than a hundred rules put together." Nagsalubong ang mga kilay nito.

Kung sa bagay, it's hard to imagine Evankhell Hanford without the litany of curses and raised voices.

"That's it. Ikaw, what's your rule?"

Imbis na sagutin ako ay kinuha lang nito ang bondpaper mula sakin at nagsimulang magsulat doon. His brows are still knitted together as he scribbled at hindi ko mapigilan ang sarili kong pagmasdan ito. He has the most handsome set of eyebrows, arched above heavy-lid eyes, straight nose and that mouth that's always ready to snap and thin into a line. This visual should be illegal.

Nakatitig parin ako sakanya nang bigla siyang mag-angat ng tingin. Ilang segundong naghinang ang mga mata namin bago ako unang nagbawi. My heart is beating like crazy. I know I should hate him for treating me like trash but why do I feel like a giddy high school girl who's crushing big time on the campus heartthrob?

"There's my rule." Inusog nito ang bondpaper sakin at iisang pangungusap lang ang nakasulat doon na ginuhitan pa ng dalawang linya.

'I'm the boss.'

I looked at him and saluted mockingly. "Copy, Sir Dee."

Pakiramdam ko ay tumigil sa pagtibok ang puso ko nang makita kong umangat ang sulok ng labi nito. Did Evankhell Hanford just smiled??

He suddenly looked pissed. "Just sign the fcking-"

"First rule."

"-papers."

Nagsukatan kami ng tingin. Wala pang ilang minuto mula ng maglatag kami ng patakaran pero heto siya't sinusuway na ito. Or maybe he's just doing that to hide his embarrassment. Imbis na mainis ay natawa nalang ako sa isip ko.

"I need you to stay here for weekdays. You're free on weekends," he said in a monotone. "I'll be giving you a twenty thousand monthly salary."

"T-Twenty?" Nalunok ko yata ang dila ko. Sa lahat ng mala impyernong trabahong pinasukan ko, ngayon lang ako sasahod ng ganito kalaki.

"Not enough? Okay. Let's make that thirty," tila walang pakialam nitong sabi.

"H-Hindi ganoon." Hindi ko maipaliwanag ang hiyang naramdaman ko. I need his money, but I wish I don't.

Mukhang may gusto pa itong sabihin pero naudlot iyon nang biglang tumunog ang ringtone nito. Tumayo ito at bahagyang lumayo para sagutin ang tawag.

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