Good Boys Gone Bad Series 4: LUST BULLET

♠ Chapter Twenty-Nine ♠

♠ Chapter Twenty-Nine ♠

Alessandro:

I stepped forward. Gusto niyang maglaro? Fine.

"Shall we start then?" Help her remember through s*x? Why the hell not!? I was all thinking about f**cking her the whole night hanggang sa makatulogan ko na—startled when I woke up dahil katabi ko na siya.

And this was her side of the story?

Dahil gusto niyang tulongan ko siya to remember her sh*t?

Well, fine. Hindi talaga siya hihinto sa drama niya? Sa tingin niya, aatrasan ko ang hamon niya ngayon? Hell, Ace—you really didn't know, huh? I could eat you alive, woman!

Inilang hakbang ko lang ang layo naming dal'wa—I grabbed her tiny waist at kaagad siyang bumangga sa dibdib ko ngayon. I captured her lips, yeah, harsh and punishing!

She stepped backward until her back touched the metal hand railing of my yacht. I pushed myself even more to let her feel my hardness down there—how the hell he f*cked up my bloody mind last night—and how she consumed my mind even those three years she vanished.

I could still remember the last time we fought on the night of our wedding day—and turned out taking our clothes off away. I could still remember, Ace!

" 'Wag! Please.." She pleaded when I started kissing her neck down to her breast saka ko marahas na pinunit ang t-shirt niya. She wore nothing but totally bare underneath—my eyes feasted.

"Anong kasalanan ko sa inyo!? Stay way! No! Ano ba!" Then, she started screaming, punching me hard in the chest—crying. Napalunok ako ngayon staring at her flowing tears saka ito tumakbo at humalukipkip habang nakaupo sa outdoor sofa.

"F**k!"

Napahilamos ako.

I glanced at her back. What happened to her back? May mga peklat na parang galing sa latay ng latigo—what the f*ck! Hinubad ko ang t-shirt ko ngayon—nilapitan ko siya.

"What the hell's wrong with your back? Ba't marami kang peklat, Ace?" Did she do it? It was still vivid to me the last three years when we had s*x, wala siyang anumang peklat sa katawan niya.

"Wear this—" I was supposed to held her shoulders when she instantly shrugged off—I never seen her so frightened and hysterical before.

" 'Wag niyo akong hawakan!" She stood up. Galit na galit ang awra niya ngayon habang nakatingin sa'kin. "Hindi pa ba sapat ang ginawa niyo sa'kin!? And now, gusto niyo pang baboyin ang katawan ko!? Stay back or I'll kill you!" What!? What the f**k, Ace?

"Look, I just want you to wear this shirt." Dun siya parang nahimasmasan. She looked at my hand while I placed the shirt on the sofa saka ako tumalikod—f**cking sh*t!

"I-I'm sorry, didn't mean to..say that. M-May mga naalala ako—nevermind. You don't even care.." She blurted now in calm tone pero hindi ko na siya nilingon.

***

"What do you mean, Ija?" I was here drinking alone in the Cabana's private suite while communicating with Ija's latest report.

"The driver, Al. He was shot dead before we even locate his address." The hell? And why was that? I drank my vodka and poured another shot. Hindi ko dapat maramadaman ang ma-guilty sa ginawa ko kanina kay Ace—but sh*t, I felt it now, kanina pa!

"Someone noticed our intel tailing him. Naunahan tayo. Someone doesn't want to spill the cup," Was it Ace? Pero base sa spy camera ko habang nasa chalet siya—wala siyang ibang ginawa kundi magmukmok dun. She didn't had a secret talk or a device to do such—I checked it. Wala.

"I'll give you an update. For now, be sure to keep an eye of your wife." Wife? Well, she still was. Those scars on her back?

"And, Ija, I saw scars on her back today. The last time, wala akong maalala na meron siya nun—give me an update as well." Then I slided off the call. I heaved an exasperating groan. Oh sh*t! It was true, then?

Something happened to her three years back dahil sa hindi niya ako pinatay? What were your consequences, Ace for letting me live? F**k! Inubos ko ang laman ng baso ko ngayon—I had lots of questons as she kept on asserting her oblivion!

The door slided open. Only those basdards had the card key in this exclusive suite—hindi na ako nag-abalang tingnan pa ang pumasok. Not until I saw straps of sandals stepping towards the couch where I sat.

"Why are you not talking to me?" Inangat ko ang ulo ko. Anastasia, she was too hard headed. My eyes halted on how she prepared herself tonight. She wore this tiny piece where her breast were almost popping out—I greeted my teeth, yeah maganda siya. Hot as hell. The reason why she's one of the top of my booty list.

She was now standing in front of me.

"Why do I have to?" Ipinilig ko ang ulo ko ngayon. Medyo mabigat na sa ulo ang limang baso ng vodka na nainum ko—enough for me to go get some sleep.

"Sabi mo sa'kin, gusto mo ako, right? I still hold on to that, Alessandro or you just said that to me coz we were f*cking eachother?" The door was still open and my eyes went straight behind Anastasia—na kahit mabigat ang ulo ko ngayon, it was Ace standing in the entrance.

***

Ace:

Inayos ko ngayon ang sarili ko matapos akong magmukmok sa dorm ng ilang oras after we arrived the island. He let me go—that simple nang walang salita.

Erik was not here, nasa trabaho na siya kaya wala akong masabihan. Pero wala akong planong sabihin sa kaniya ang totoo—or whatever happened to me in this island with that guy.

Kanina, yung ginagawa niya sa'kin kanina—his lips crushed mine, punished me without reasons—he even ripped my shirt. Kahit ngayon, naramdaman ko pa rin ang dampi ng mga labi at kamay niya sa katawan ko.

Pero sa paraan niya, it was..tormenting..

Something vivid, something I should have forgotten—pero naalala kong bigla. Memories that might had helped him answered his own questions.