SELENA'S POV
My next plan thereafter was to run away. And I did. Fortunately, I succeeded. Well, hindi naman talaga ako nahirapan tumakas kasi busy sila sa pagwe-welcome sa totoong asawa niya. Since I was the fake wife, and was none other than the third party for him, lalayo na lang ako. Hahantayin ko pa bang ipagtabuyan ako. Good thing I came prepared. Inayos ko na ang tutuluyan ko kapag nakahanap siya ng iba or nagsawa na sa akin. Hindi naman siya nakahanap ng iba, he just placed his real wife to her rightful position, and I, the unlucky person, was also put in the trash bin. I was like a trash, after picking it up, letting me enjoy how fun and joyful I could get in the highest part of the air, then letting me feel how it felt after I was thrown aside and diretso pa sa basurahan.
Simula ng nararamdaman kong kailangan ko din ng pera para tatapatan ko ang halaga niya, nag-ikot ako sa lugar para tignan ang takbo at daloy ng ekonomiya nila. I uncoincidentally saved a business that was close to bankruptcy. I made it an agent company with a facade of doing business. Professional killers, spies, and all that were involved. My business also runs a brothel. That's where my people roam around when they have time. It was a classic place, where information they gathered was sent to. I do restaurants, clothing lines, bookstores, minimarts, wineries and bakeries where a combination of Chinese and a low key western sweets can be found. Hindi halata na may pagka-western iyon dahil sinigurado kong mas lamang ang chinese authenticity ng pagkain. I even make weapons and firearms, from strongest to weakest and longest to shortest. I even copied a lot of other people's inventions and ideas of products so I could make easy and lots of money.
My business was a fusion of good and bad, legal and illegal. I only needed three months or so to achieve this. I wasn't a talented agent and a ruthless businesswoman for nothing. I was a genius hacker with a high IQ when I was 7, a master in poison and medicine when I reached 10 and an inventor of weapons and armaments at 14. Even the CIA can't track me down. I even hack their database to idle away my free time.
Nakarating ako sa brothel ng wala sa sarili. Few ladies who were busy accompanying their patrons stopped what they were doing and held me gently. So I could stand and walk properly without staggering. They helped me until we reached my office. I don't understand what they were saying because I wasn't listening so they could only walk out of the room, dejectedly. I don't know for how long I just sat there dazedly because all I knew was my heart was aching. Since I don't fit into this world why don't I just live my life like it was a modern world. I don't fit, that's fine. They are too innocent for the monster me in those times.
I asked someone to send Beauty inside my office, she is the boss of this place. She represents me but not my decisions. She knew how scary I was. I was even more ruthless to myself than to my enemies. I saved her when she was about to be killed by her enemies. That was when we became friends. She entered my office with a bottle of alcohol that I personally brewed."What happened to you, my dear pretty?" her voice sounds flirty that made me frown. I rolled my eyes on her and told her what had happened. A loud bang resounded the place as she smacked her both hands on the table, violently. I ignored her when she stood there and rant a lot. She knew my real identity and the real story behind me. We were friends, we are even close like blood related sisters.
Alam ko namang mapapagod din siya kakasermon kaya naman nilaklak ko na lang ang alak. When she noticed that I wasn't listening she sighed and sat down. Sinamahan niya akong uminom. I drank until I was down. Syempre char lang, hindi pa ako sigurado kung buntis nga ako o hindi.

BINABASA MO ANG
HOT WEEPING
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