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WARNING MATURE CONTENT R18+ This story contains scenes that are not suitable for young readers. Reader discretion is advised.DIRTY GAMES WITH THE BILLIONAIRE by: PennieeeArazella Fhatima Montes"You are always drunk, Ariston! tapos uuwi ka pa dito sa bahay nang may dala-dala kang babae? saan ka kumukuha ng kakapalan ng mukha mo, ha? wala ka na ring respeto sa akin bilang ama mo!"This is just a normal day for me. Oo, normal na araw. Dahil ang kuya ko ay sa umaga ang uwi, hindi sa hapon, hindi sa gabi o tanghali kung hindi sa umaga. Lasing na lasing at may kasama pang babae.Habang pababa ako ng hagdan sa may gilid ay nakita ko ang kasama ni kuya. Maigsi ang suot na skirt halos lumitaw na ang pisngi ng pwet, luwa ang dibdib at naka designer bag na isang sulyap ko lang ay alam ko nang peke."Dad, come on? parang hindi mo naman ito ginawa noon? we were so young when we witnessed how you brought btches in this home."This argument will last for sure. Pero dahil nga sanay na ako ay pasok
"Ara! anak!"I was about to get inside of my car when I heard my father's voice. Napatingin ako sa oras sa relong pambisig ko at 40 minutes na lang ang natitira sa akin. Baka magtraffic pa pero lumapit pa rin ako kay Dad despite the thought that I might get late."Nakalimutan mo," sabi niya. He pointed his face.I know, I forgot. Ngumiti ako ng tipid sa kaniya."Aalis na po ako," paalam ko at humalik sa kaniyang pisngi.After all that's happening in our life, kadikit ko pa rin ang aking ama. Hindi pa rin naman nawawala iyong respeto at pagmamahal ko para sa kaniya dahil nakita ko kung paano rin naman siya magsisi noon sa mga babaeng dinala niya sa bahay.He was devastated when my mother died and even after those years he still couldn't move on. Pero iyon nga. Ikinagalit naman ni Kuya Ariston ng sobra."Mag-iingat, Ara. At kung magbo-boyfriend ka na--""Dad..." ungol ko. The same line for four years!"Kung magbo-boyfriend ay iharap mo muna sa akin, ha? hindi ko naman ikaw pagbabawalan.
I don't want another french kiss! Iyon ang sigaw ng isipan ko kahit pa nagustuhan ko ang halik ng lalakeng ito sa harapan ko. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang susunod na mangyayari kung sakali na maulit! at mukhang ang klase ng itsura nito ay sanay na sanay na sa ganitong gawain! Napababa naman ang tingin ko sa kamay niya na hawak pa rin ako sa braso at sa baywang. The way his grip tightened mukhang wala siyang balak na bitiwan ako. At talagang ang ngisi niya, ang kislap ng mga mata ay iisa lang ang ipinapahiwatig--ang gustongh mangyari. Hello, no! Arazella! "Look, that was a mistake, okay? I was carried away that's why I kissed you back pero huwag mong bigyan ng malisya 'yon--" "Your expression are not even aligned with every words coming from your beautiful lips, baby." Sht na lalakeng ito. With all the strength I have, I pulled back my arms and distance myself. At nasaktan pa ako dahil sa pagbawi ko kasi masyadong mahigpit ang hawak niya sa akin. I almost stumble but I managed to
"What's with the ugly face, Ara?" Pabagsak ako na naupo sa sofa pagkauwi na pagkauwi ko sa bahay. It is still early. Alas-dos ng hapon pa lang at usually, hindi ako ganitong oras umuuwi dahil tambay ako ng library. But! ang sht na lalakeng 'yon na nanghalik--nakahalikan ko kanina ay ayaw talaga akong tigilan! Hiyang-hiya pa ako sa pagtaas ng boses ko kanina sa library at sobrang kinabahan ako dahil akala ko ay makikita kami ni Lander! "My face is always ugly for you, Kuya Ariston," sagot ko at tumingin sa paligid. "Where's Dad?" tanong ko sa kaniya. Umayos ako ng pagkakaupo at inabot ang popcorn na kabababa lang niya. He changed the channel of the television. Hindi nag-abala na sagutin agad ang tanong ko. Alam ko naman na pag-alam niya ay magsasabi siya agad, pero ito at tumingin lang siya sa akin at nagkibit-balikat. "I woke up alone here in our house, sis. Walang tatay sa paligid. Siguro na-badtrip na naman kanina sa akin? or maybe nainggit at naghanap ng babae niya?" "Kuya,"
He is a psycho! A total psycho! Paano siya nakapasok dito sa silid ko at bakit hanggang dito sa bahay namin mismo ay nasundan niya ako? Wait. How? Wala akong napansin kanina na nakabuntot sa akin, also I was the only one at the parking lot earlier, walang ibang mga estudyante!"What the fck are you doing here in my room? Leave!" I shouted. Mukhang hindi siya bothered sa pagsigaw ko na 'yon.I was too shocked to even move at my place. Kung kanina ay napepreskuhan pa ako sa lamig ng kwarto ko ay ngayon hindi na. Nanginginig na ako, But it wasn't the cold that made me shiver—it was fear. The man sitting so comfortably on my couch was the same one who had suddenly kissed me torridly at school earlier!"I was asked to come up here."Nangunot ang noo ko sa sinabi niya. Anong asked? At here? Sa silid ko mismo? Sino? Pumasok na sa isipan ko ang Kuya Ariston, but then, if he was looking for my brother's room, he was in the wrong one!"Siguradong mali ka ng silid na pinasukan kung ganoon! At pa
I've never been in a situation like this, where I was cornered by a man. Yes, I'm tough, and I always thought I could easily defend myself if someone ever tried to harass me. Pero mali pala ako ng akala kasi when you're actually in that situation, you'll just stand in your place, unable to move, and you don't know what to do.Naramdaman ko na rin ang pag-iinit ng sulok ng mga mata ko na anumang oras ay alam kong maiiyak na ako sa harapan ng lalakeng 'to. He's not cutting his gaze at me, matapang rin ako na hindi inaalis ang tingin ko sa kaniya. It felt like we were talking to each other through our eyes, and I did my best to hold back my tears, pero nang pakiramdam ko ay magtutuloy-tuloy ang pamumuo ay nangamba ako. There's no way I am going to cry in front of this jerk!I swallow hard, so hard that I think by doing that the tears would not fall, at bago rin ako muling magsalita para sabihin sa lalakeng kaharap ko na bitawan ako ay siya na ang kusang lumayo."That's right. Don't cry b
Hindi nga ako nagkamali ng naisip kanina dahil wala pang ilang segundo nang makarating ako sa kitchen ay nakasunod na ang lalakeng 'yon. He's really going to watch me cook his food. Ngayon na alam niya na ako ang magluluto ng pagkain niya, at pagkatapos ng mga nangyari sa maghapon na 'to sa pagitan namin, Will he really let me cook his food? Doesn't he worry that I might do something to upset his stomach, or worse, poison him?You are not a killer for pete's sake, Ara!"What are you going to cook for me?" he asked, his deep voice making me flinch.His presence really intimidates me. May kakaiba sa kaniya na kahit hindi siya magsalita, iyong tingin lang ay mapapaiwas ka na ng mga mata. It's as if his gaze tells you to back off or keep your words to yourself, or that he has very little patience when he speaks.But despite his dangerous looks and rugged presence, he shows a different side to me in just a day.Although it's controlling and his words are inappropriate, it feels like he want
Leonariz Valeriano Herrene JimenezI believe that money can buy anything. I grew up watching my parents use their wealth to get what they wanted, manipulating everything, including people. I heard how they made others' lives miserable to obtain what they desired. But I also witnessed how it caused their fights, how dad did many things to fix their relationship. My mother then cheated on my father with a wealthier man, what a btch. and my father, unable to accept it, fell into severe depression.That weak old man.It was a horrific memory—I watched him shoot himself because he couldn't accept that my mother left him for a wealthy old Italian man. I was nine years old when it happened. But it didn't traumatize me. It taught me a lesson.I'll never be like my father, blinded by love and willing to die for it.And I'll never let myself be a slave to any woman's love."Mr. Jimenez, do you like coffee?"Napatingin ako sa sekretarya ko. Jill was wearing a very short skirt, her long beautiful