Simula

88...89...93...99!

It's tachycardia.

No. It's an awful joke fate has thrown at my face. Who would have thought that I'll give away my first kiss to a total stranger—greek-god like if I may add— whom I dragged into a dark alleyway.

Damn it! Ang engot ko. Napakalayo n'ya kay Karlo.

I blink several times before my eyes stop, focusing on the man who's nibbling my lips.

Dark floppy hair, high prominent cheekbones, and ax-like jawline. In short, panty-dropping gorgeous man! He's an A-league, a complexity and I'm just me.

Simple, plain Gen.

How in the hell did this happen? I forced my eyes to blink, trying to convince myself that I'm not dreaming or seeing an apparition of Mario Ermito or the likes. Gosh, the roman gods must be jealous of him.

His lips were warm and soft. His breath was minty and his tongue. Oh, that sneaky little muscle. It scrapes every nerve in my body, I think I'm feverish. I don't know if panaginip lang iyon but I swear I heard myself moan.

Nobody can blame me here, I tried to reason with myself. This man is lust personified.

The logical part of me is screaming to push and slap him for taking advantage of me. Pero sinong niloko ko, right? Sinong tanga ang tatanggi sa ganito ka-hot na lalake? So the bitch inside me shove the logical Gen and took control of the wheels. I surrender to this instant attraction, put my hands around his neck and savor God knows how many seconds with this hottie stranger I have.

This was not how I imagined my first kiss would be. I want it to be with my boyfriend. With the man, I'm so in love with and it'll be magical. All hearts and flowers. But no, it's like a freaking car accident. You know, the kind of situation wherein there are flying red flags and flashes of warnings in bold shouty letters–DON'T LOOK!

But, spoiler I look. So heto ako ngayon, sa isang madilim at masikip na eskinita. Na-mukbang ng gwapong estranghero. What a bit of unfortunate luck!

Napasinghap ako nang wala sa oras dahil humigpit ang yakap niya sa bewang ko. I can feel his warm breath fanning my face and I'm so intoxicated. By his scent, presence. All of him. For a while, I stood there staring at his hooded face, transfixed. As if I am transported into a world that the existence of time is nil and the only thing that matters is him. Ayaw kumurap ng mga mata ko sa takot na kapag ginawa ko iyon ay maglalaho siya sa harapan ko.

If not for the wild beating of my heart and his heavy breath, aakalain ko na nag dediliryo na talaga ko. For the first time in my life, the organ that has been dormant for god knows how long is now doing triple summersaults.

When his teeth sank into my bottom lip, I blinked. Kasabay noon ay ang pag-ihip ng hangin at tila nakisabay pa ang poste sa 'di kalayuan. Sumindi din ito. Parang nag usap ang dalawa at nag slowmo ang lahat sa harapan ko.Dahan-dahang nilipad ang hood ng suot niyang jacket, exposing his face to me.

It took my breath away. Literally.

Nasa langit na ba ko? Bakit may Angel? or is it Adonis? Why Am I seeing a Greek God?

He has tousled hair. Black. Just like the feather of the raven. A mesmerizing pair of black pools, it matches the midnight sky and I am drowning. Lost into the dark and endless abyss that was staring back at me. His bone structure is symmetrical and his cheekbone is high and prominent. His lips are thin and sexy, it's so captivating.

He has the kind of face that could stop you in your tracks and cause traffic. This man is a walking perfection. He's so handsome no, he's divine! It's as if God molded him for my liking.

Holyyyyy Molly Guacamole! Nalaglag yata nag ovary ko.

"Sir may tao yata sa banda ron."

"Check it, pronto!"

He became alarmed when he heard those voices and before I could think of anything he was pulling away. I felt empty all of a sudden. Confused, I stared at him. Drinking in all of his frustration and the disoriented look that's painted on his brows down to his pursed mouth.

"Damn!"

Shit! Ang ganda ng voice.

His voice is deep and silky. It's the sexiest thing I've heard today or maybe in my entire existence. I can see myself listening to him for hours and never getting bored. But my brows knitted together as I study his leonine feature. Why do I sense some familiarity with him?

He's a stranger I know that for a fact, never ko pa siyang nakita in a personal level. Sinong baliw ang makakalimot at makaka get over sa ganito ka gwapo di ba? But then at the back of my mind, I have this nagging feeling that I knew him.

"Lo siento Señorita," pukaw nito sa 'kin sabay talikod.

Naiwan akong awang ang bibig at hinahabol ito ng tingin.

What the fucking fuck maderpacker? Na kiss and run ako!

Inis na naikuyom ko ang mga kamao't nanggigigil na sinundan ang estrangherong walang breeding.

"Who the hell he think he is? Manghahalik tapos e-exit ng ganon! Very wrong! Ang masakit pa sorry daw! S***a. Anong akala n'ya sa bibig ko pang free taste? Sayang ang gwapo-gwapo pa naman niya, pero nakalimutan 'ata na ang breeding ay di lang nilalagay sa fried chicken. Tuturuan ko ng tamang asal ang gagong 'yon!"

Natigil ako sa paglilitanya at paglalakad ng may kung anong bagay ang kuminang malapit sa kinatatayuan ko. Nagtatakang nilapitan ko ito't pinulot.

It's a square-like gold pendant with a waves design and a myriad of small stones embedded in it. This screams fortune.Sino namang may ari nito?I checked the back of the necklace and I saw the letters H.R.H engraved on it and on below that are letters P.L.A.

"Genessia!" Narinig ko ang boses ni Karlo sa may di kalayuan.

"Yow! In here," sagot ko sa kaibigan ko. This time I'm hundred percent sure na siya na talaga si Karlo.

Lumabas ako ng tuluyan sa eskinita at tinungo ang mga kaibigan ko. Mamaya ko na iisipin kong pano ko hahanapin ang gwapong stranger na yun or ang tanong mahahanap ko kaya siya. Palaisipan siya sa kin pati na din ang pendant na hawak ko.

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