"Spread your legs, little omega slut," he said to me. "I am sorry, there are rules here, sir. We do not sleep with customers here." "Who made those rules?" he asked, whirling the wine in his glass. "The owner of this place," I replied, irritated by all the unnecessary questions. "Who is the owner of this place?" "Mr. Killian Cabello." I replied tersely. This man was arrogant and wanted to defile the rules to show me he could do whatever he wanted. He took out a card from his pocket and handed it to me. "I usually do not give out my card to the likes of you but look at it." I looked at the card and saw his name written boldly on it. He was the owner of this place. He made those rules and is willing to break them now? My eyes widened at the realization. I looked at him. "You are Killian Cabello?" He smirked devilishly. "Now, spread your legs, Omega."
View MoreMATAAS ang sikat ng araw ngunit hindi ‘yon alintana ng lalaking nagngangalang Esteban. Pasipol-sipol lamang ito habang nasa palengke. Maraming napapatingin sa kanya na tila ba hinuhusgahan siya dahil sa suot niyang damit na halos yakapin na ng kalumaan at may munting mga butas ngunit hindi niya ‘yon pinapansin. Hindi man niya aminin ay nasanay na lamang siya sa mga pangmamata ng mga tao sa kanya.
Tahimik niyang hinihintay ang binili niyang regalo sa isang tiangge. Ilang saglit pa ay lumapit sa kanya ang tinderang babae dala ang kanyang binili.
“Salamat,” magalang niyang wika sa babae bago ito talikuran saka naglakad na pauwi. Nangingiti niyang sinipat ng tingin ang regalong sinadya sa palengke.
“Señorito.” Napahinto siya nang may biglang humarang na lalaki sa kanyang daanan. Nakasuot ito ng itim na tuxedo.
Kumunot ang noo ni Esteban, nagtataka ang mukha kung sino ang lalaking kaharap niya ngayon. “Naparito ako para sunduin ka, kailangan ka ng mga Montecillio.”
Napaatras si Esteban sa huling sinabi nito. Napahigpit ang kapit niya sa dalang plastic. Ang pangalang binanggit ng lalaki ay animo’y isang bangungot na kinaiinisan niya.
“Sino ka? Ahh… wala akong pakialam kung sino ka at nag-aaksaya ka lang ng oras na sunduin ako dahil hindi ako sasama sa ‘yo.”
“Flavio po ang pangalan ko. Inutusan ako ng iyong Lola na sunduin ka at ibalik sa mansyon.” Ngumiwi si Esteban sa sinabi ni Flavio.
Marinig pa lang niya na binanggit ng lalaking kaharap ang kanyang Lola ay sumagi na agad sa isip niya na may kailangan ito sa kanya. Hindi mag-aaksaya ng panahon ang matandang ‘yon na hanapin at puntahan siya kung wala itong malaking kailangan sa kanya.
‘Kailangan niya ako dahil wala ang magaling niyang apo?’ Natawa siya naisip. Hinahanap lang siya kapag may kailangan. Natawa siya ng mapait nang maalala kung paano siya pinagtabuyan ng kanyang pamilya. Hanggang ngayon ay ramdam niya ang sakit ng pang-aalipusta sa kanya na animo’y hindi siya parte ng pamilya.
Matapang at seryoso niyang hinarap ang lalaki. “Umalis ka na. Wala kang mapapala sa akin.” Akmang aalis na sana siya nang lumingon siyang muli sa lalaki. “Pakisabi sa amo mo na mali siya ng nilapitan. Hindi ako babalik sa impyernong kung saan siya naroon.”
Hindi nagsalita si Flavio nang tumalikod na si Esteban. Huminga na lamang nang malalim ang binata dahil sa tigas ng ulo ng isang apo ni Donya Agatha. “Wala nga siyang pinagkaiba sa kapatid niya,” bulong nito sa sarili sabay iling habang pinagmasdan si Esteban na hindi man lang nililingon ang paligid.
SA KABILANG dako, naghihintay ang isang magandang dalaga at bakas sa mukha nito ang inis.
“Nasaan na ba ang lalaking ‘yon?” inis niyang bulong, kanina pa siya nakabihis at hindi pa rin bumabalik ang hinihintay niyang si Esteban.
Siya si Hadrianna Lazaro o kung tawagin ng lahat ay Anna, ang asawa ni Esteban. Tatlong taon na silang kasal, at tatlong taon na rin siyang nagtitiis sa kanilang sitwasyon. Labag sa kalooban niya na ipakasal sa lalaking hindi niya naman talaga kilala sa simula pa lang. Gayunpaman ay sinunod na lamang niya ang gusto ng kanyang Ama at Lolo.
“Ang tagal mo! Saan ka ba galing ha, ma-le-late na tayo, Esteban!” bungad niya sa asawa nang makauwi ito. Pawisan pa ito na tila mukhang hinahabol ng kung ano. “Oh, ba’t ang dungis mo? Ano bang nangyari sa ’yo?”
“Bumili lang ako ng regalo para kay Lola,” sagot naman ni Esteban sa asawa at saka yumuko. Palihim niyang inaamoy ang sarili dahil nahihiya siya sa kanyang itsura.
“Sana ‘di ka na lang nag-aksaya ng oras. Hindi rin naman iyan tatanggapin ni Lola.”
“Wala rin namang masama na bilhan ng regalo ang Lola mo, Anna,” seryosong sagot ni Esteban.
Umiling na lamang si Anna habang nakatingin sa asawa. Naiirita siya sa mga katwiran nito.
“Magbihis ka na at bilisan mo! Naghihintay na silang lahat doon! Ang dungis mo… nakakahiya ka talagang isama!”
Hindi na lamang sumagot si Esteban, nasaktan siya sa huling linyang sinabi ng asawa.
Alam niya namang matagal ng ayaw ni Anna sa kanya at kahit asawa siya nito, iba rin ang trato nito sa kanya. Wala rin naman siyang magagawa, ni hindi siya makapag-reklamo dahil si Anna na lamang ang tanging naiwan sa kanya ngayon.
Si Anna lang din naman ang tanging taong uuwian niya…
Hindi kinausap ni Anna ang asawa habang papunta sila sa venue kung saan gaganapin ang birthday party ng kanyang Lola, si Senyora Rosario.Pangalawa ang pamilya nila Anna sa pinaka-mayamang angkan sa buong Laguna. Dahil na rin sa estado nila sa lungsod ay alam na niyang engrade ang magiging party ng Lola niya ngayong araw.
“Huwag kang gagawa ng kalokohan dito, Esteban. Kung wala ka namang alam sa mga bagay-bagay, pwes manahimik ka na lang,” bulong ni Anna kay Esteban. Hindi na lang sumagot si Esteban dahil paulit-ulit na rin naman iyong sinasabi ng asawa sa tuwing may dadaluhan sila ng kasiyahan sa lungsod.
Habang nag-uusap ang iilang tao sa loob mansyon ni Senyora Rosario, mayabang na naglakad ang isang lalaki habang may dala itong regalo. Si Frederick Lazaro, isa sa mga pinsan ni Anna na walang ibang ginawa kung hindi bwisitin silang mag-asawa.
“Wow! Good evening to you cousin–” Pasimple itong tumingin kay Esteban na hindi rin naman siya pinansin. “--and to your trash.”
“Problema mo?” walang ganang tanong ni Anna sa pinsan at bahagyang inilibot ang tingin sa paligid.
Imbis na sagutin ni Frederick si Anna, dumapo ang mga mata niya sa dalang regalo ni Esteban. Tinawanan niya ito dahil sa isip niya, sa pagkakabalot pa lang nito ay halata na mumurahin lang ang laman niyon, hindi tulad ng hawak niya.
“What’s this?” Gulat na tumayo si Esteban sa kinaupuan niya nang kunin ni Frederick ang regalo niya. “Magreregalo ka ng b****a kay Lola? Are you that stupid? Itatapon niya lang ito. Nag-aksaya ka lang ng barya mo, Esteban!” Tumawa siya nang nakaka-insulto.
Ngunit hindi natinag si Esteban at pinagmasdan lang niya ang binata na dahan-dahang nilabas ang regalo sa loob ng nilagyan nito.
Unang tingin pa lang ni Esteban sa dala ni Frederick ay alam niya masasabi na niya kung tunay ba ito o peke.
“Look at mine. This is the most fashionable bag in our town. Bagong labas ito mula sa ibang bansa. I bought this from a prestigious shop in Manila.” Ngumisi siya habang pinapakita sa mga tao ang dala niyang bag, nagyayabang.
Palihim na umiling at ngumisi si Esteban saka lumapit kay Frederick. “Sigurado ka bang totoo iyang nabili mo?”
Kumunot naman ang noo ni Frederick dahil sa sinabi ni Esteban. Napalingon na rin si Anna sa kanya.
“Kung titingnang mabuti iyang bag, mukha ngang mamahalin talaga at nagmula sa sikat na brand. But look.” Kinuha ni Esteban ang bag sa kamay ni Frederick na siyang ikinagulat niya pa lalo. “Hindi mo ba napansin na parang dinikitan lang ito ng tag na katulad sa mga original design? Halatang imitation.”
“A-anong pinagsasabi mo? Baliw ka na ba?” Umiling si Esteban sa sinabi ni Frederick, halata na sa mukha ng lalaki na kinakabahan ito. Totoo ang sinabi ni Esteban pero ang ipinagtataka niya, kung bakit alam niya ang ganitong bagay. Mas lalo tuloy siyang nainis sa binata.
“Hindi ka ba natatakot na magalit si Lola dahil bibigyan mo siya ng pekeng bag?” asar pa niya lalo kay Esteban.
“Original ang binili kong bag! Sinisiraan mo lang ako sa harap ng mga tao!” giit ni Frederick.
Napangisi lamang si Esteban. Alam niya na isa sa magaling kung tumingin ng mga bags si Senyora Rosario kaya siguradong-sigurado siya na mabubuking si Frederick sa oras na malaman nito na niloloko siya ng sariling apo.
“Wala ka namang alam sa mga ganyang bagay, Esteban. Huwag mong siraan ang anak ko,” saad ng ina ni Frederick nang makalapit na sila kina Esteban kasama ang asawa nito na Tatay ni Frederick.
“Kung umasta ka ay parang ang laki ng ipinagmamalaki mo. Walang-wala ka sa anak ko dahil isa ka lang namang b****a sa pamilya ito,” segunda naman ng Tatay ni Frederick.
Hindi na lamang sumagot si Esteban dahil kung sasabihin niya sa mga taong kaharap niya ngayon na ang Nanay niya ay isa rin sa sikat na fashion designer sa bansa at magaling din ito kumalitis sa kung ano ang totoo sa hindi, hindi rin sila maniniwala. Pagtatawanan lang din siya ng mga ito.
“ANONG nangyayari dito?”Isang matandang boses ang dumating.
KARLA "Let me get this straight. It was all fake?" Ana asked, staring steadily at me. I nodded, and the expression on her face deepened my guilt. I had been longing to share the complete truth with Ana for quite some time, but I hesitated, fearing she would cause trouble and what Killian might do. So, two days after Killian confessed his love for me and treated me like a princess, I scheduled an appointment with Ana, determined to reveal everything. Ana let out a sarcastic chuckle and averted her gaze. "I can't believe you kept this from me, Karlee." "Ana, I am truly sorry. I couldn't bring myself to tell you due to the seriousness of the situation." I reached across the table to grasp Ana's hand, but she withdrew it. "I am very disappointed in you. How could you hide something like this? I have been there for you since day one. How could you even think of doing that?" "Ana, please, I said I am sorry. It wasn't planned; besides, I know how impulsive you can be.
KARLA I stirred, yawned, and stretched those three to four seconds of morning grace before reality hit me. My eyes snapped open, and I glanced to the other side of the bed, finding it empty. Panic welled up as I recalled the events of the morning after our first night together. Killian was absent from the bed, meaning he was awake and waiting to yell at me for seducing him again. Slowly, I sat up, grateful he wasn't in the room. I threw off the blanket, ready to put on my slippers, when the door swung open, and Killian entered, carrying a tray. His smile stirred my heart, leaving me in awe. I watched, unsure if I was still asleep and dreaming or if I was fully awake. "You are awake, sleepyhead," he said, setting the tray on the nightstand. I was still in shock and merely stared at him. He smiled at me again, aware of my uncertainty. "I made you breakfast; you must be tired after taking care of me last night." I was too stunned to respond. I never thought a day when Ki
KARLA Killian did not return until Jenny woke up. She had gained some strength and insisted on going back to Cabello's house in the city, despite my pleas for her to stay at the villa in the country with me, but she wasn't ready to face Killian just yet and needed to be with Chloe. Jenny assured me she was fine and urged me not to worry about her. One of Killian's men escorted me back to our country house, where our honeymoon was meant to take place. Flora had prepared dinner upon my arrival, but I had lost my appetite due to the day's events, so I headed straight for the shower. As the water cascaded down my body, I recalled the events of the day, especially Killian's emotional breakdown, wondering if our relationship could ever be normal. I couldn't comprehend why he was so conflicted. But I would have to endure this emotional turmoil until our pup was born and had resolved not to expect anything from Killian until after the birth; then, I would move on with my life. I was gratef
KARLA I stood in the corner of the private ward where Jenny was put, watching Killian pace up and down the room, frustrated and furious. I could imagine his surprise finding out that his cousin, whom he loved so much, was dying soon and the hurt he felt that she kept it a secret from him. When he turned to face me, I could swear I saw his eyes glistening. I wanted to reach out, take his hand and comfort him, but I could not get the courage. I was still not sure of our stand after my outburst. "Why didn't you tell me?" he asked. "I... I don't think it was in my place to tell. She wanted to keep it a secret, so—" "Until when?!" he barked, making me flinch. I could not blame him for breaking down like this. I had been shattered, too, when I found out about Jenny's sickness, and Killian had known her all his life. According to Jenny, they grew up together, and Killian saw her as nothing other than a sister. "Killian I am sorry that she kept it a se
KILLIAN "Fuck!" I cursed and bolted from my seat. "I will kill that bastard with my bare hands." "Is everything alright?" Colby inquired, coming after me. I felt like breaking down in the middle of the bar. What was Chase doing with Jenny and Karla? I knew he did not run into them. He followed them; he was stalking Karla and knew exactly what he was doing. "Alpha Killian, can you tell me what is going on?" "That bastard Chase is with my mate and cousin. He has them in his car. I swear, I will kill him if I ever lay my eyes on him. Get the car ready and take me to Graceland." "That is like one hour, fifteen minutes from here." "Do you think I don't know that?" "But you have Jayden following them." I had totally forgotten that I asked one of my men to follow them. Jayden was a strong warrior but couldn't defeat several of Chase's men. As I walked towards the car, Jayden sent me a message. He was updating me on their whereabouts. It turned
KILLIAN Colby sat quietly across from me in the bar, watching me gulp down one of the several bottles on the table. When he couldn't take seeing me wasted any longer, he grabbed the bottle from me. "Alpha Killian, what happened?" "I have called Angelo; he will be here in a moment," I said, waving him off and searching for another bottle to down. "I am sure if you wanted to speak to Angelo alone, you would never call me. The last time I saw you like this was—" "Stop." I knew what he wanted to say and was not ready to hear it. "What happened at home?" he asked, staring me straight in my eyes. I eyed him and looked away. Sometimes, I wondered how Colby was able to read me so well. It annoyed me, but he always offered me great solutions, especially when Angelo was too busy with his toys to attend to me. "It's Karla," I mumbled loud enough for Colby to hear. "What about her? Is she opting out of the contract? You only got married yesterday
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