Art Of Temptation Series: Forbidden Desire [COMPLETED]

One

"GOOD morning, my dear father."

I happily greeted my dad, natagpuan ko siyang nagb-breakfast sa dining area.

Si Dad na lang ang kasama ko sa buhay, my mom died after she gave birth to me. Gusto kong sisihin ang sarili ko, but my dad always assure me na wala akong kinalaman sa nangyari.

He is the best dad in the world, kahit sobrang busy niya sa trabaho ay may time pa rin siya para sa akin. He always makes time para magkaroon kami ng time together. Pero ang alam kong may kinikitang babae ang dad ko, and I hate that.

I leaned down and kissed his cheek.

"Good morning, too, my princess." bati niya rin sa akin.

Pinaghila ko nang upuan ang sarili ko at umupo sa tapat ni dad. Agad akong kumuha ng four slices of bread and fried eggs and bacons. I am not a diet type of person, I love eating, but I won't get big. Sometimes, my friends envy me for having this kind of body even though I eat like there's no tomorrow.

"Where is Nanay Cely, dad?" I asked dad as I took a sip on my orange juice. I don't drink coffee, I don't hate them I just don't drink one.

Nanay Cely is our most trusted nanny, but I don't treat her as my nanny. Nanay Cely has been with us since I was born, so basically, I treat her as my mother.

Nag-angat ng tingin si dad sa akin, he is busy reading his newspaper, his usual morning routine.

"Pinapalinis ko ng bahay," sagot nito.

"Why? May bisita ho ba tayo?" Kunot-noo kong tanong sa kanya. Kasi naman, hindi kasi always ganito si dad. Minsan niya lang ipalinis itong bahay, kusang loob naglilinis si Nanay Cely kahit 'di sabihin ni dad.

"They are not just visitor, they are going to live here." anunsyo ni dad saka niya ibinaba ang hawak niyang newspaper.

Napabitaw ako sa hawak kong tinapay. Mas lalong kumunot ang noo ko. "Live here? Who?" Curious kong tanong.

He took a sip from his coffee before giving me his answer. "Your Tita Helen,"

Tita Helen? 'Yon yung pangalan ng babaeng kinikita ni dad. Gosh, should I call her Tita? I don't even know her. I met just only once, just once at hindi na ito muli pang naulit.

Pinipilit ko ang sarili ko na kumalma. "Kailan sila lilipat dito?" kalmadong tanong ko.

Biglang lumiwanag ang mukha ni dad. Maybe he sees that I show interest in that new family of him.

"Later, so go home early okay? Para sabay-sabay tayong lahat na mag-dinner kasama ng mga anak niya." Pag imporma pa niya.

Tumango ako. "How many children does she have?" usisa kong muli.

"She only has two, her youngest is the same age as yours while the other one was six years older than you."

Six years older than me? Maybe he or she is twenty-six years old already. I wonder about kung anong nararamdaman niya ngayon. Maybe he or she is raging mad, too. But unlike me, I restrained myself.

"Hmm... okay," tanging nasabi ko. Buti na lang at tapos na akong kumain. "Pupunta na po ako dad, baka malate pa ako sa klase ko." Pagiimporma ko pa sa kanya.

Bago pa man ako bumaba kanina ay naligo na ako sa kwarto ko, nag toothbrush na lamang ako ulit at kinuha ang bag ko.

"Do you still have money? I can wire some on your account later." rinig ko pang sabi nito.