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CHAPTER 5: Fool Again
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2024-11-05 08:13:03"YOU'RE REALLY AMAZING, MY SOIRYE. YOU NEVER FAILED TO AMUSE AND SATISFY ME.”
Damon planted a soft kiss on the side of my forehead as he drew me closer to him. Hindi ko naman magawang sumagot dahil abala ang utak ko sa pagsisisi. Nagsisisi ako sa desisyon ko na nagpadala na naman ako sa mga pang aakit n'ya. I was happy for what we did, yes. Pero naa-anticipate ko na kung ano ang mga susunod na mangyayari; and with that, I was never happy. I will never be.
"My Soirye…” Hindi pa rin ako sumagot. "I missed this. I missed… you.”
I remained silent as I stare at the ceiling of the hotel room where we chose to stay. Hindi ko binigay sa kanya 'yung address ko dahil unang-una, ayokong mabahiran ng kahit anong bakas n'ya ang bahay ko. That was the only safe place I have. That was the only space that remains pure and peaceful. Kung may lugar man na ayokong mabahiran ng magulong sistema ng trabaho at affairs ko, 'yon ay walang iba kundi ang bahay ko. And nor will I let Damon invade that personal value I have in my home.
"Don't you miss me too, My Temptress?” he asked again.
I bit my lower lip—trying to suppress my response towards his question. I know in myself that what he's doing is just an act of trap. He wants me to fall in his trap. Gusto n'yang mawala na naman ako sa sarili ko para maisuko ko na naman ang lahat sa kanya. And as hard as it may be, I know that I should try my best.
"I have to go,” with all my strength, I said. Bumangon na rin ako at lumayo sa kanya. Bumaba agad ako sa kama at inisa-isang pulutin ang bawat piraso ng saplot ko na nagkalat sa sahig.
"Fuck. How can you be so seductive even with that little moves of yours? Damn,” Damon said again with his sultry voice.
Doon ko lang na-realize na hubo't-hubad pala ako habang payuko-yuko kong pinupulot 'yung mga damit ko sa sahig. Because of that, I unconciously covered my breast and private with my hands; still holding every piece of my clothes.
"So cute,” he went on.
"S-Stop it,” saway ko sa kanya. Nahihiya na 'ko. Hiyang-hiya.
"Are you sure you want to leave? `You sure you want to leave me hanging?”
As if his voice have its own power, my eyes slowly turned to him. He's resting his back on the bed's headrest. His body was bare. Walang nakatakip do'n dahil kahit 'yung kumot na tumatakip sa katawan namin kanina ay nahawi na. From his sturdy, well-balanced chest, my eyes went to his tummy; then to his manhood… his fully-erected manhood.
Napalunok ako.
"Come here, My Temptress.” He tap the empty space beside him.
Nag iwas na 'ko ng tingin. "H-Hindi na, Damon. I really have to go—”
"Damn. I think, I know what you're up to. Bakit ba 'di ko agad nakuha 'yon?” he said, making me shut the hell up. Then he laugh.
I was caught off guard when suddenly, he stood up. Bigla rin s'yang lumapit sa'kin. He then pulled me by the hair as he take me back to the bed.
"A-Aray! Ano ba, Damon?! Let go of me—” All of my words were suppressed on my mouth when he suddenly kiss me. He did it without any warning. He didn't even hesitate.
"I didn't know you like it rough, My Soirye,” anas n'ya habang patuloy ang marahas na paghalik sa'kin. He even bit my lips slightly; causing me to taste what seems to be… blood. Nasugatan pa yata 'ko sa ginawa n'yang pagkagat ng mariin sa mga labi ko.
Tuluyan na 'kong walang nagawa nang bigla n'ya akong itulak pabalik sa kama. Hindi naman masyadong malakas 'yon, pero malaking tao s'ya kaya kahit papaano ay may impact 'yon na naging dahilan para mapahagis ako pahiga sa kama.
"D-Damon, please. Just let me go,” pagmamakaawa ko habang nakatitig sa papalapit na si Damon.
"I will, My Temptress. But it's for later. For now, dito ka muna. Sa'kin ka muna,” bulong n'ya ulit.
He grabbed me again for a hotter kiss. Then he gripped my waist—turning my body behind; patalikod sa kanya. I was on my fours when suddenly, he smack my butt!
"A-Aray!” daing ko pero kasabay no'n, napakagat-labi ako dahil hindi ko maitatanggi na lalo akong nakaramdam ng matinding desire dahil sa ginawa n'ya.
"That's what you got for being a bad, bad girl.” Damon repeat what he just did. But this time, I didn't got to complain that it somehow hurts. Instead, I moaned. "Yeah, that's right, My Temptress. Moan my name!”
Pagkatapos no'n, naramdaman ko na lang ang marahas n'yang pagpasok sa pagkababae ko. I clenched my fist, gripping against the bedsheet as I tried not to moan. I'm trying my best to suppress my pleasured reaction; alam ko kasi na sa bawat pag ungol at pagbibigay ko ng motibo na gusto ko rin ang mga ginagawa n'ya, doon mas tumitindi 'yung desire n'ya at mas nagiging intense ang mga bagay na posible n'ya pang maisip na gawin sa'kin.
He pulled my hair once more as he starts to throb in and out of me. Kagat ko naman ang labi ko—pilit pa rin na pinipigilan ang paglikha ko ng kahit anong ingay. I want him to think that I'm not happy anymore with what he does. Bagay na hindi naman totoo dahil kung sarap at sarap lang din naman ang pag uusapan, sobra pa ro'n ang nagagawang iparanas sa'kin ni Damon ngayon.
Unti-unti, nagagawa ko nang kayanin na hindi magpakita ng kahit anong reaksyon sa mga ginagawa n'ya. Not until he stopped those throbs and instead, adjusted his distance against me. Then he started licking my private as he entered his finger inside me. Naglikot 'yon do'n na para bang may kung anong hinahanap. And it send chills—pleasurable chills—towards my entirety. Do'n ako hindi na nakapagpigil na mapaungol.
"That's what I thought. You think you can resist me, huh?” Damon whispered. Kahit hindi ko s'ya nakikita, alam ko na nakangisi s'ya. Saglit lang s'yang tumigil sa ginagawa n'ya para sabihin ang mga katagang 'yon. Then he continued with his business.
Naging tuluy-tuloy na 'yung pag ungol ko. Hindi na 'ko nakapagpigil. And before I knew it, I found myself being under his spell. Again. Namalayan ko na lang na sumasabay na naman ako sa bawat galaw n'ya. That I am in to worship and make him feel pleasured and satisfied.
HINDI KO ALAM KUNG GA'NO KATAGAL ANG PINAGSALUHAN NAMING INIT NI DAMON.
Basta kinaumagahan, nagising na lang akong mag isa sa kama. Wala na si Damon. Wala nang kahit anong bakas n'ya. What was left for me—na malamang ay galing sa kanya—ay isang balot ng pagkain mula sa isang kilalang fast-food chain.
Napanganga na lang ako. Natawa na lang ako. I feel insulted. What does that man think about me?! Daig pa 'ko ngayon ng mga babaeng bayaran. At least sila, they got to get the right payment for their effort and performance. Samantalang ako, 'eto. 'Eto lang!
"Is this what you think I am worthy of? Damn you!” I took the bucket full of fried chicken; then I throw it against the wall. Gano'n din 'yung ginawa ko sa iba pang kasama ng fried chicken na 'yon. Those were fries, burgers, rice… balak pa yata 'kong patabain ng loko.
In rage, I took my phone and was about to call Kyree; not until I saw something that made my eyes almost fall out of its socket.
90 MISSED CALLS FROM BOTH FROM RAIZEN'S MANAGER AND KYREE!
They're been calling me nonstop since… 6 a.m.?!
Napatingin ako sa display bar na nasa taas ng cell phone ko. My eyes went wide once again after seeing what time is it already. Pasado alas dose na ng tanghali!
I quickly opened my messaging app and what shocks me more was the message I got from Raizen Policarpio's manager. It was sent to me exactly by 11:40 P.M.! Says there:
"After a short meeting with the team, payag na kami sa one-on-one interview mo with Raizen. Let's meet tomorrow at my office—8 A.M. sharp.”
E-Eight a.m…
Natapik ko ang sarili kong noo tsaka wala sa loob ko na pinindot ko ang call button sa conversation namin ng manager ni Raizen.
"Come on, pick up the phone. Come on…”
"Hello—”
"Yes, hello?! This is Winter. Are you still at your office?” I didn't wait for her to finish and I asked.
"What? Excuse me, are you still expecting us to wait for you for… what? Four hours? I'm sorry, Miss Winter. But Raizen here got so much to do. He got so many line ups that we couldn't afford to have such delay—”
"Ten minutes. Give me ten minutes and I'll be at your office.”
I hear no response from her.
"I'll be coming,” I firmly said. Hindi ako humihingi ng permiso sa kanya. I'm stating a dictation.
"Ha? Pasensya na pero—”
"I thought, I made it clear that I don't want any rejection. Hindi ako tumatanggap no'n. Ten minutes it is, be ready.”
Pinatayan ko na s'ya ng tawag. I fixed myself and immediately leave the room. Palabas na 'ko ng hotel nang bigla akong harangin ng isang unipormadong staff.
"Good morning, are you Miss Soirye—”
"Yeah, but pasensya na. I can't entertain right now. I'm busy, nagmamadali ako—wait, what?” Huli na nang ma-realize ko na second name ko ang in-address sa'kin ng staff. Hindi "Winter" kung saan ako kilala ng marami. He called me by my second, private name.
"Miss Soirye Galveza?” sabi ulit ng lalaki.
Napatango ako habang unti-unti s'yang hinaharap. "Yes? I am… Soirye Galveza. What's the matter?”
"Magche-checkout na po ba kayo?”
Tumango ulit ako. "Yes. Why?”
"Daan po muna kayo sa reception area, Ma'am. Hindi pa po kasi bayad 'yung kwarto n'yo. This way na lang po.”
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