The Possessive Man's Girl

Pahina 8

PAHINA 8 

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He was busy reading some papers when someone knocked. He stopped and glared at the door. This better be important or else he'll fire her or him. 

"Come in." he commanded in a cold voice. He let out a deep sigh and leaned in his swivel chair. 

The door opened, then a man in his 40's entered. I can tell that he's nervous and he is carrying a white folder in his hands. But what are those? He thought. 

"S-Sir..." he stuttered. He bowed. 

He didn't answer— instead, he continued giving him a cold glare. The man wipes his sweating forehead using the back of his palm but didn't dare to look at his eyes.

"What do you want?" I snapped. 

Tila natauhan naman ang lalaki sa sinabi niya. He immediately handed the folder towards him. Hindi niya mapigilang mapangisi nang makita niya ang panginginig nito. What a coward.

What kind of employer is this man? Who even hired this bastard? 

"S-Sir, e-everything is settled." ani nito. 

Then, everything stopped for a moment when he heard those word.

Finally, he thought.

Tinanggap niya ang folder at mabilis itong binasa. "Did you make sure everything is according to my plan?" Everything should be the way it plan. He doesn't want to make any single mistake or she'll slipped out in his hands. I can't take it. 

"O-Of course, S-Sir. W-We made sure e-everything is going to be s-smooth, according to your p-plan s-sir.." nauutal nitong sabi habang nakayuko pa rin. 

He smirked. "Very well. You can go." he dismissed him. If it weren't for the good news he'll be already fired right now.

"Y-Yes, S-Sir." at mabilis itong lumabas ng opisina niya. 

He shook his head. Everyone's scared of him. I can't blame them. 

He's cold. He's ruthless. He's hearthless. And, doesn't give a damn. But, right now—I certainly want someone right.

My girl, my little nymphet. 

*** 

Dalawang linggo na ang nakalipas mula nang huling kong makita si Mr. Marquez—which is good, for myself. Sigurado naman akong nakalimutan na niya ang nangyari— nakalimutan na niya ako. 

Pero bakit may parte sa'kin na nalulungkot na nakalimutan na nga ako ni Mr. Marquez? But, I shook all those thoughts out of my head. It's good for me, ayokong maulit pa ang nangyari.

Iniling ko ang ulo ko. Maybe I'm just overwhelmed by the feeling na siya ang nakakuha ng first kiss ko? Yes, baka yun lang 'yon. Nothing big. It's not a big deal. 

So far, si Carla lang ang bumabasag ng tahimik kong buhay, sa ngayon. Pero mas mabuti na din iyon. Ayoko ng maraming mabibigat na iniisip. 

Pero hindi ang hindi kong inaakalang payapang buhay ay masisira.

Dahil isang araw... 

Umuwi ako ng bahay at nadatnan ko si Auntie sa sala na may luhang tumatakas sa mga mata nito. Kumunot ang noo ko at mabilis siyang nilapitan at agad siyang dinaluhan para patahanin. Hindi ako nasanay na umiiyak siya.