Sequel to Shattered Heart: My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back. Abused by her only drunken father, isolated by her many schoolmates and teachers, Rebecca's life could not have gotten any worse. Not when she was already struggling with her studies, and make whatever she could in her part-time jobs. Or so she thought, when she found out her father owed much money from a mafia group, and offered to sell herself away to pay it off. All this time, she had been honoring her mother's wish to not leave her father alone, and this was what she got in return? To be sold off to some horrible men who will undoubtedly have their way with her?! "Since you offered yourself to this, you need to take responsibilities for your action." She did not expect, however, for her new owner to be him. To be the one man who was the only person who never treated her with disdain. Nor did she ever think she will find out things about him she was better off not knowing. Christian Riverdale. Son of Forrest and Kiara Riverdale. By day, he is the star athlete of Dayton High. Popular, and untouchable by even the teachers and principals, and police officers. Come night, on the other hand... 'Christian Riverdale is leader of a mafia?... He's a werewolf?!'
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"Sabi nila bahay ang lilinisan ko at nag-iisa lang ang magiging amo ko. Whooah! Parang palasyo naman ang laki ng bahay na ito. Baka kahit isang araw hindi ko matapos linisin ang buong bahay. Magkandaligaw-ligaw pa ako. Baka tigok ang abot ko nito," bulalas ko. "Nagrereklamo ka ba?" "Huh? Sino ang nagrereklamo?" tanong ko agad. "Hindi pa nga nagsisimula ang laban, susuko na ako? Para sa pamilya ko ang laban na 'to." Sabay lingon ko sa nagsalita, nagulat at napatulala pa ako. "Follow me!" ma-awtoridad na sabi ng poging lalaki na ito. Siya ba ang amo ko? Naupo ito sa upuan niya. Parang opisina siguro niya ito. Ako naman ay nakatunganga lang. "Sit!" "Saan po sir?" kabado niyang tanong. "Damn!" nainis na yata ang poging ito. "Mamili ka sa apat na upuan na nasa harapan ko kung saan mo gustong umupo! Don't waste my time, baka masesante kita agad!" iritadong sabi ni pogi. Nagulat ako, ito pala ang magiging boss ko. Napanganga ako, excited tuloy akong magtrabaho dito dahil araw-araw may yummy akong makikita. "Stop staring at me, woman!" pagalit na sabi nito. Napahilot pa sa sentido niya. "Can you tell me about how you usually handle things around the house?" "Eh, sir, pwede pa-translate sa Tagalog po?" kimi ko na tanong. "Masipag at marunong ka ba sa gawaing bahay? Ayaw ko ng tatamad-tamad na kasambahay. Ayaw ko sa kasambahay na hindi marunong sumunod sa bawal at hindi bawal sa loob ng pamamahay ko. Naiintindihan mo ba?" "Wala akong inuurungan na trabaho, sir. Kailangan ng taga-linis ang palasyo na ito. Kailangan ko rin ng pera kaya give at take lang tayo. Kung kinakailangan mag-ala Wanda ako para mahukos-pukos ko ang trabaho ko sa napakalaking bahay na ito, gagawin ko, sir! Ituturing ko na parang bahay ko na ito, sir. At kung sino man ang burara at makalat, ako mismo ang sisisante sa kahit sino. Kahit ikaw pa, sir, kahit sino ka man," sagot ko agad. Nakita ko itong nakakunot ang noo. "Are you done?" seryoso nitong tanong sa akin. "Makakaalis ka na," "Tanggap na ba ako, sir?" tumili ako kahit wala pang sagot. "Not yet! I-training ka na muna ni Manang ng isang linggo. Siya na bahala sa'yo. Makakalabas ka na!" pagsusungit ng magiging amo ko. Nawala ang excitement niya. Kailangan niyang pagbutihin ang trabaho niya para magustuhan siya ni sir at si Manang. Sana makuha niya ang kiliti nila. "Manang, nagtatrabaho po ba kayo dito?" magalang kong tanong. "Hindi. Taga-sita lang ako dito, taga-bantay sa mga tamad na katulong, taga-turo ng mga gawaing bahay, at sermon sa mga malalanding katulong," istrikta nitong sagot sa akin. "Ang ganda naman po ng trabaho ninyo dito, Manang. May ganito pa lang trabaho dito?" kimi kong sabi. May naalala ako kaya nagtanong ulit ako. "Ahm... Manang, ano po ang trabaho ko dito?" alanganin ko pa na tanong. "Ano ba ang in-applyan mong trabaho? Hindi ba katulong? Ano ba trabaho ng katulong dito?" mataray na tanong ng matanda. "Taga-linis po ng bahay, taga-laba, taga-luto, taga-hugas, taga-walis, taga-palengke, at taga-bantay ng amo kapag may ginawa siyang masama sa sarili," dagdag ko pa sa huli. "At kung may bata, aba Manang, kalabisan na iyon. Magiging wonder robot na ako niyan," sabi ko pa. "Hindi ka pa nga nagsisimula, nagrereklamo ka na!" napapitlag ako sa nagsalita na pumasok sa loob ng kusina. Si sir, sungit pala. "Good afternoon, Sir," bati agad ng matanda. "Wala pong nagrereklamo dito, sir. Sir, yes sir!" sabay salute ko pa. Natigil lang ako nang kalabitin ako ng matanda. Napayuko naman ako agad nang makita kong masamang tingin ang ipinukol ng amo ko sa akin. "Buy me food, I'm hungry!" pasupladong utos nito sa akin. "Saan po ako bibili ng food, sir?" tanong ko. Pero tumalikod na ang amo namin. Naglakad palabas ng kusina. "Sa fast food restaurant diyan lang sa labas. Paglabas mo ng mansyon, pakaliwa ka lang at makikita mo na ang fast food restaurant," marami pang sinabi sa akin bago ako umalis para bumili ng pagkain ng amo namin. 'Kabago-bago ko pa lang dito, ito na agad ang unang utos ng masungit kong amo. Hindi ko pa nga alam ang pasikot-sikot dito eh.' nag-maktol ang isip ko. Nagmadali na akong nagtungo sa gate. "Gosh... Wala bang bike dito para makarating agad sa gate? Aba, ang layo ng nilakad ko mula sa mansyon, ah. Bweisit na 'yan!" reklamo ko pa. Kaliwa raw, sabi ni Manang. Pero nagtanong na lang ako sa nakita kong security guard. Tinuro naman nito agad. Nakahinga ako ng maayos dahil malapit lang pala talaga ang bilihan ng pagkain. Maraming tao ang nakapila kaya pumila na rin ako. Sana lang 'wag magsungit ang amo ko kapag matagal ako dito dahil mahaba ang pila. Nang ako na ang bibili, sinabi ko agad ang order ko. Nagtaka ako kung bakit number ang binigay nila. Ako naman si tanga, agad na lumabas ng fast food restaurant bitbit ang number na ibinigay ng cashier. Umuwi akong mansyon na nagtataka dahil wala naman akong ideya sa pagbili ng pagkain sa mga ganitong fast food restaurant. Tamang karenderya lang kami kumakain ng mga kapatid ko. Kahit si Honeybee at Clown, hindi pa namin napasukan ito, pa kayang restaurant na ito. Pagpasok ko sa kusina, nadatnan ko roon si Manang na mukhang nagluluto na. "Oh, ang bilis mo naman, eneng?" takang tanong nito sa akin. "Eh, ito lang po kasi ang binigay ng cashier number lang. Anong gagawin ko sa number, Manang? 'Yong order ko pagkain tapos ito ang ibinigay ng cashier," simangot ko. "What the... idiot!" sigaw ng amo ko. "Ipapakain mo sa'kin ang table order number na 'yan? Where's the food? Saang lupalop ka ba ng mundo at hindi mo alam ang simpleng pag-order ng pagkain? Fvck!" galit na galit na sigaw ng amo ko. "Ito kasi ang binigay ng cashier, sir. Kaya umuwi na ako agad. Akala ko ganito 'yung kakainin mo... I mean akala ko i-deliver nila dito." natatakot kong sagot. "Go take the food now, habang may pasensya pa ako sa'yo. Baka hindi kita matansya, papalayasin na kita agad dito! Fvck!" mura na naman nito. Kaya nagmadali na akong bumalik sa fast food restaurant para makuha ang pagkain ng amo kong gwapo na may ubod ng sama ng ugali. Parang dinosaur, idagdag pa na mukhang kakain ng fresh na taong katulad ko. Nakakatakot. Pagkuha ko sa order ng pagkain ay agad na rin akong umalis doon. Lakad-takbo ang ginawa ko para makarating lang sa mansyon agad.Christian followed the arrows down the halls to a door. As he walked, he had been careful with his surroundings, making absolutely sure that no one would be following him. Much less see or hear him. It would be one thing if it were that deadbeat father of his, but not anyone else. Even as he got to the door the arrows had been leading him to, Christian looked around the area, double checking to see if there was anyone else around. ‘If this is supposed to be a trap, they are either doing a good job hiding from me, or they are terrible at setting traps,’ he thought, wary of how easy it seemed.He even checked around the door for traps and anything unusual, only to find nothing of the sort. ‘Must be triggered from the inside,’ Christian assumed, narrowing his eyes in suspicion, as he took some careful whiffs of the door. His eyes widened a bit as he was taken aback in shock with the smell on the other side of the door. A scent so familiar to him that he could never forget. 'That smell
With Christian, as it was in the middle of the day, he has some difficulties slipping through the pack. Thankfully, there was a part of the fence that had a hole in it, big enough for him to go through in his wolf form, and poorly hidden. After that, he had to sneak past the many busy people in the village. They who seemed to be in a festive mood, as was the village itself.'Is there some werewolf festival going on here?' he wondered, hiding in the shadows."I can't wait for the young lord to be here," he overheard a female werewolf spoke. She a teenager, and speaking to some other females her age."None of us can. I still can't believe the Alpha has had a son this whole time, and none of us knew about it," another one of the females stated."I wonder what the son is like. Then again, since he is the heir, he must be someone dashing," another one of them said."Strong, too. He may have human blood running through his veins, but he is still an Alpha rank. Plus, our kind is much more su
At the same time, within Fenris’s mansion, the Alpha was just finished setting up some flowers in a vase on a nightstand right by Christen’s bedside.“What do you think of the flowers today, Christen?” he asked in a low tone, looking at his sleeping mate. “These are daffodils. They are said to symbolize new beginnings. And hope for a bright future. I thought they would be perfect since… Well you know, our son will be arriving today. Though, these probably are not the best flowers to use, considering the state of things.”Despite the words coming out of his mouth, despite how he is speaking to his beloved, as expected, she has not even reacted to a single thing he said. He had hoped that hearing about their son’s arrival would trigger something in her, give him a sign that she will wake soon, at least for the son she gave birth to and raised. But alas, as he feared, there were no sign of improvements at all to her condition.“I wonder if you will at least react to him being here,” he m
Some days have passed since Wilford’s group saved Christian and Rebecca from the Neo Krawlers. In the time that passed during their travel to the Diamante Pack, while Christian kept his distance from their werewolf guides around them, Rebecca had been making some small talk here and there with them. If only to help ease tension between him and the rest of the werewolves. Get to know them better so she wouldn’t have to fear them so much. Her opinion of them most especially improved after they managed to find shelter the first night, and one of the werewolves provided proper medical treatment for her leg. She was honestly astonished to learn that even werewolves truly would need to learn some medical knowledge from that werewolf. Namely due to some certain factors that they apparently cannot heal from. “Hoe is your leg feeling, Rebecca?” Christian asked, getting her attention.“Hm? Oh, it’s fine, as far as I know,” she answered. “If anything, I should be the one asking how you are, Ch
Meanwhile, away from Christian’s group, the pair of werewolves who were sent by Wilford to assist Ratchet and Petra arrived at the area Rebecca had told them they had left them at. A part of the woods that had a large sturdy tree with a hollow opening, and a log that may be close by to it. ‘May be’, considering how Retchet had used it as a club or bat when he helped her and Christian escape.At the very least, the trio would’ve heard a scuffle going about as they approached, only to see no sign of their fellow Diamante werewolf.“Damn it, I think we lost them!” the male with blonde hair cursed.“It was quite the run to here. I’m actually amazed those two made it as far as they did as humans. Especially when one of them was injured and getting carried on his shoulders,” the female werewolf with her blue hair in braids stated. “This is not the time to be impressed. If Retche gets captured by the Neo Krawlers, that would be as bad as any of us Diamantes getting captured. No… It would be
As they walked to Christian’s father’s pack, the Diamante-Krawler Pack- or just ‘Diamante’ Pack- the walk there was quite silent. A bit too quiet for Rebecca’s liking. It wasn’t that she disliked it per say, as it was more that, being surrounded by people who knew Christian’s father, she had thought that Christian would want to know at least a little bit more about the man who gave birth to him. This was especially considering the fact that the bits of things they were claiming about him sounded to be good things. Nothing vile as Christian believed about him. As much as she wanted to know more about him, though, the truth about the father, she also knew that now was not exactly the right time. Not while she was being carried by the half werewolf in the middle of the crowd surrounding them.“You look like you want to talk about something,” Christian said, causing her to flinch.“Was it that obvious?” she asked.“I’ll only answer what I’m comfortable in answering. Anything else- especi
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