Forcedly Yours [R-18]

Chapter 27

We went inside his condo and I immediately found it very different from the aesthetic of our home. It was all grey and earthy colors, the furnitures were modern with a masculine touch. Pinterest-worthy but not exactly my jam. It was still beautiful and no doubt, very expensive.

"Your condo looks... nice," sabi ko na bahagyang kinatawa niya.

"Not enough blue for your taste, wife?" Nakangising tanong niya.

I pouted. "There's nothing blue here, at all," sagot ko.

He kissed the tip of my nose. "Well, you can redecorate this, if you want. We'll probably frequent here anyway since Sil lives here," sabi niya.

Bahagyang napatigil ako at napatitig sa kanya. "Ikaw ba ang namili ng furnitures dito?" Mahinang tanong ko.

Tumango siya. "You could say that. The interior designer gave me a bunch of options and I chose the ones I liked," nagkibit-balikat siya. "I guess you could say I always liked simple and earthy colors which are generally easy on the eyes," pahayag niya.

Pumintig ang puso ko habang nakatingin sa kanya. I'm delusional to even have the idea in my head but...somehow I had to know.

"Then why...is your house designed differently?" Sabi ko habang kinumpas ang kamay sa paligid namin.

Natigilan siya ng bahagya at tinitigan ako sa mata. "Why do you think, wife?"

I bit the inside of my cheek and looked away from his intense gaze.

I was thrilled but also afraid of what his statement suggested.

Kahit na moderno ang desenyo ng bahay niya ay alam kong hindi 'yon bago. Malalaman ko kasi ilang beses akong sumasama kay papa sa tuwing magfa-final check siya sa mga bahay na pinatayo nila. Or maintenance sa mga bahay na ilang buwan pa lang na natapos.

His house must have been completed for at least two years already.

"Kelan mo pinagawa ang bahay mo?" hindi ko alam kung bakit ako kinakabahan sa tanong ko.

Umupo siya sa kama at bahagyang hinila ang legs ko saka pinagitnan ng dalawang hita niya ang katawan ko. He rubbed the back of my leg with his thumb and stared up at my face.

"I had it done four years ago," kaswal na pag-amin niya habang pinanood ang reaksyon ko.

Napasinghap ako ng bahagya. "F-four years ago?"

I was only... 17 years old.

"I told you I wanted you the moment I saw you, wife. I know everything about you including your partying habits with your friend and your fascination with blue. I knew about your weird habit of talking to your vegetables, too."

"It's... It's not weird," wala sa loob na sambit ko.
My head was slow to process the meaning of all this.

"If you say so."

His hand palms both of my legs and pulled me closer, resting his chin on my stomach.

"Pi...pinagawa mo ba ang bahay na 'yon para sa akin?"

"You already know the answer to that, baby." He pressed his face on my stomach, inhaling deeply.

Nakakabingi ang tibok ng puso ko. My heart squeezed and stuttered in happiness but I stopped myself.

Syempre, pagagawan niya ako ng bahay. He considers me as his possession. His mother told me he takes care of the things he owns. I am that. A thing.

My mind could see the big red warning sign.

But pathetically, my heart refused to acknowledge the negative side of it all.

Ilang minuto kaming tahimik pareho. Me, standing a bit stiffly with a pounding heart, and him with his face pressed against my stomach.