Reign Of The Hearts (Reino De Filipinas 1)

Chapter 52

GEN'S POV

HOPE IS like hell. Humans created it to lessen the pain. Why? Marahil para sa gitna ng karimlan may bagay na pagkapitan. But like hell, hope is intangible. Nasa utak lang, an idea humans create. How funny it is that when you realized it's not true, the agony is intolerable.

Right now, I'm torn between damning hope and hell. Or maybe, myself in general. Kasalanan ko rin naman kung bakit nasa ganito akong kalagayan. Nakadukdok sa isang sulok, akala mo magnanakaw na nag aabang ng tamang pagkakataon para sumalakay. The problem is, heavily guarded ang place na nasa priority list ko. Namely, the Palace.

"Damn it. Isang sulyap lang, Liam. Please." Piping dasal ko. I dare not to blink while I looked at his serious leonine face. Namamawis ang mga palad ko't kakatwa ang tibok ng puso. Talo ko pa ang nag-marathon.

A few meters away from my hiding spot, naroon ang binatang prinsipe na abalang nakikinig sa ka-meeting nito. Or that's what he's trying to portray. He can deceive anyone but me. I know Liam better than anyone else.

At this rate, he's bored to death. I can see it in the way he twists the cap of his Mont Blanc. Isang habit n'ya na na-pick up ko over the course of my time with his office. Either mangunguyakoy siya or maglilikot ang kamay at pagdidiskitahan ang unang bagay na mahawakan.

Lately, it's my hand.

Biglang piniga ang puso ko sa naisip. A pang of pain was born in the middle of my chest and with just a blink, it consumed me. It's the kind of ache that will leave you functioning, normal but on the inside you're empty. Numb.

For the past few days, I am nothing but a shell. Ipinikit ko ang mga mata.

God, I miss him.

Ipinilig ko ang ulo. I need to focus on my goal now kaysa sa magpagupo sa kalungkutan at guilt. When I am composed, hinayon muli ng paningin ko ang direksiyon ni Liam.

He still has that calm and collected smile. A real gentleman while listening to one of the powerful men in the country. Nang tumaas nang bahagya ang sulok ng bibig nito, my heart clenched. For two seconds I forgot to breathe.

He's so freaking beautiful. I missed seeing his bright smile. It's been three agonizing days since the last time we talked. O, mas tamang sabihing nagkasagutan. I nearly died that day. Seeing him turn his back on me, seething with anger.

I gasped. The culrpit is no other than my brooding prince charming. He slightly twisted his body, crossed one leg over the other and I was gifted by his perfect side profile. Salubong ang kilay nito habang pinararaanan ng hintuturo ang baba. Mukhang badtrip sa kung anumang nakasulat sa papel na kasalukuyang binabasa.

I nibbled my lips as I stare at those long lean muscular hands. Geez. Super miss ko nang pisilin iyon. How those hands lit my body on fire when we're at his boat? How those hands make me whimpered. Liam's skillful and gentle hands make me alive. Sinapo ko ang nag iinit na pisngi habang parang baliw na hinihabol ang hininga. I'm burning lalo na nang sumagi sa isip ko ang mga nangyari sa amin.

Pero bago pa lumawig ang imahinasyon ko biglang lumingon si Liam sa gawi ko. Napasinghap ako. Para akong pagong na biglang umuklo't napa antanda.

Fudge! Nakita n'ya kaya ako?

"Lord, please."

"Sinong tinawag mo? Si San Miguel or si San Alfonso?"

Nasalo ko ang bibig bago pa kumawala ang impit kong tili. The teasing smile of the third prince welcomed me. Napaka gwapo nito sa suot na three-piece suit less the tie. Mirth was flowing on his handsome face. God must really love the royal family. Walang tapon sa genes ng mga ito.