Completely Free From You

CHAPTER 6

"You aren't going to have a punishment. That's your gift for making me proud." he said while looking deep in my soul.

"Aren't you mad at me for doing this?" nguso ko sa sugat niya.

"That's the first ever cut you'd given me." he said matter-of-factly. Tumango ako. I was so mad. Naghalo-halo na lahat ng nararamdaman ko at hindi ko na naisip ang mga ginawa ko. I was so mad that I forgot how I'm deeply inlove with this man.

"Kaya mas lalo kang dapat magalit." he smirked and shook his head.

"That only means you're slowly braving yourself. But still soft. You still made my Father live." he disappointedly said.

"I cannot kill him! That would cost my life and my family's.'" sabi ko habang umiiling.

"I hate it when you fear something!" he hissed almost angrily.

"You want me fearless? Kahit ikaw hindi ko katatakutan?" naguguluhang tanong ko.

"I can always make you tremble, Sweetheart. You will never grow fearless against me." he said while caressing my face.

"Why beat me?" I asked. Hindi maitago ang sakit sa naging tono.

"It's lighter than Father's'" I laugh without humor. He didn't know that it's more painful receiving those from him.

"Mas masakit kapag galing sayo." mapait na sabi ko. "You've never beaten me." I bowed my head to hide the tears forming in my eyes.

"Because I order someone to do it." he said.

"But you still never laid a whip or anything on me." tuluyan ng nabasag ang boses ko.

"How about my hand, Sweetheart? When I am spanking you?" he whispered and slowly lifted my chin. Tumiim ang bagang niya ng makita ang mga luha ko.

"Iba 'yon." lumuluhang sabi ko. Tumiim ang bagang niya.

"Larenciana, listen.. I don't want you crying because of the pain. You have to embrace yourself. This is not the last time that I'm going to beat you." sabi niya sa tonong gusto niyang maintindihan ko. Pero pinili ng utak kong huwag intindihin.

"Why?" naguguluhang sabi ko.

"I have to." he said like it answers all of my question. Hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit! Gusto kong maintindihan.

"Can you not?" tumiim ang bagang niya at mariing nagmura. Naramdaman ko rin ang paghigpit ng hawak niya sa akin.

"Stop asking questions!" mariing sabi niya at sinamaan ako ng tingin.

"Don Martino will come back with his revenge." hindi ko naitago ang takot sa naging tono ko. Bahagyang nanginig ang mga kamay ko sa isiping babalik dito ang Don.

"I cannot see fear when you are lashing out his throat. Why are you trembling now?" he hummed.

"If he asked you to punish me, will you?" I looked at him. Halos magmakaawa na ang mga mata ko. Mariing nakatikom ang bibig niya, mukhang hindi nasisiyahang makita akong natatakot.

"Brace yourself." he answered indirectly. I heave a sigh and continue cleaning his gash. Natatakot ako sa mga pwede pang mangyare. Walang kasiguraduhan ang kaligtasan ko dito maging ang buhay ng pamilya ko.

"How's Anastasia?" I asked him when I finished putting aid on his gash.

"I don't know." balewang sabi niya.

"Hindi mo ba siya binibisita?" ayokong marinig ang sagot niya na binibisita niya ito pero kuryuso ako. Alam kong magkaiba ang trato saming dalawa. Kung ako hinahayaang halos mabulok sa mga sugat, alam kong iba kay Anastasia. She's the personal pick of Don Martino. That speaks power and privilege.