Twisted

Chapter 4 (mature content)

WARNING: YOU KNOW THE DRILL, GUYS. NO KIDS ALLOWED

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Mila stared at the red neon sign of Saturnina. Maraming tao sa labas at naghihintay makapasok sa loob ng sikat na nightclub.

Malamig at namamawis ang mga kamay niya. Kanina pa rin namimilipit ang mabigat niyang dibdib at sikmura.

"Miss, okay lang kayo?"

Pilit siyang tumango sa driver ng ride-hailing company. Ayaw niyang malaman ng kanyang pamilya ang meeting niyang 'to may Mateo, kaya napagpasiyahan niyang sa condo niya tumuloy sa BGC sa halip na sa mansion nila sa Forbes Park. Hindi rin siya nagpasama sa kanyang bodyguard at driver.

That strip of area along Bonifacio High Street thrummed with people and lights. She could hear faint laughter and music even while inside the car, and lights from establishments spilled out onto the street.

Yet shadows crept across the edges of her vision, muting the colors into dull grainy shades.

Bahagyang nanginginig ang mga kamay, kinuha niya ang phone sa maliit na purse at nagpadala ng text kay Mateo Vidal.

I'm outside the club.

Matapos ang kulang-kulang dalawang minuto ay sumagot ito.

I'm at the bar. Tell the bouncer you're with me.

Humigpit ang hawak niya sa phone.

Of course, he's at the bar.

He had already picked Saturnina, so of course, he would also pick that specific spot inside the club.

She closed her eyes briefly.

Mateo Vidal was determined to crush her under his foot.

Pinilit niya ang sariling lumabas ng sasakyan.

The sudden barrage of noises almost made her stumble in her stiletto. Her heart thumped in her throat, and her skin flushed hot and cold. The colors seemed to swirl around her, and panic crawled up her chest.

Napahawak siya sa dibdib. Her dress felt suffocating despite the loose and deep surplice bodice. The snug silky skirt of her magenta party dress stopped just above her knees, and the straps of the bodice were thin, but she might as well be wearing a two-hundred-kilogram lead from how heavy everything felt.

Nabangga siya ng kung sino at muntikan siyang matumba.

"Hey, Miss, are you okay?" May humawak sa kanyang braso.

No, she was not okay.

Wala sa sariling inayos niya ang nakalugay na kulot na buhok. Tinanggal din niya ang hawak ng lalaki. Her brain barely registered what the man looked like.

Pinilit niya ang sariling lumapit sa entrance ng club. The huge man in dark clothes gave her a stern look.

"I'm with Mateo Vidal." Her voice came out reedy.

After checking her identification, the bouncer let her inside.

And her heart went into overdrive.

The blaring music, the dim surroundings punctuated by sharp neon lights, the waves of laughter, the clogging scents of alcohol and perfume, they slammed to her with vengeful force.