The Lawyer's Dangerous Lover (Ongoing)

9th

"That's mine. . ." My heart almost skipped a beat when I heard Jade's voice. Nag-angat ako ng tingin sa kaniya. It looks like he washed his face dahil basa ang kilay niya. May towel din sa leeg niya, and what shocked me a little was his topless body, exposing his abs and that v-line. Muntik ko na makalimutan na hawak ko pa pala iyong picture at wallet niya.

"Can I have my wallet back, lady?" para akong natauhan na mabilis na naiwas ang tingin at inabot sa kaniya ang wallet niya.

"I took it to place back on your bed, but the picture fell from your wallet. I didn't mean to see it." Why am I even explaining? Hindi naman siya umimik at pinanood ko lamang siyang yumuko upang hilahin ang bag niya to place his wallet back there and took something na natitiyak ko'y dahilan kung bakit bumalik siya saglit.

"Ana, ipinapatawag ka ng mga bossing." Isang lalaki ang tumawag sa akin. Jade looked at him too, stopping him from going back to CR. Naramdaman ko pa ang pagtingin niya sa akin noong tumayo ako upang sumunod. The man who called me looked at me from head to toe bago siya ngumisi at nauna sa akin. The building was large; hindi siya basta-basta. Mukha lang siyang maliit kapag nasa harap but the truth is, it has so many rooms and a long hallway.

I followed in silence, still guarded, as we made our way to a room far from the barracks. The man leading the way opened the door for me, flashing a grin that made my skin crawl. He even licked his bottom lip, his hand gesturing for me to step inside. I gave him a cold, emotionless stare before walking past him into the room.

Inside, five men were already waiting, their presence heavy in the air. At the center stood the one I knew to be the leader of this place, his posture commanding respect from those around him. As soon as they noticed me, all eyes turned in my direction, their stares sharp and scrutinizing, as if sizing me up for whatever came next. The room seemed to hum with unspoken tension, thickening the air with each passing second.

"Mukha ngang okay ah, ikaw si Ana 'di ba?" Maangas na tanong noong nasa gitna na nakataas pa ang paa sa mesa. Hindi nakaligtas sa akin na pinasadahan ako nito ng tingin mula ulo hanggang paa. Tumango naman ako. "Ayaw mo na kay Lucre, boss?"

"Napagsawaan ko na 'yon." Kumunot ang noo ko sa narinig. I almost stepped back when he stood up from his seat, while his eyes were now staring intently at me, still surveying my body. He took his gun out as he walked near me. Tiniis ko ang pakiramdam na unti-unting kinakain ang sistema ko. Tiniis kong hindi tumakbo at magpalamon sa kahinaan ko. Inilapat niya ang dulo ng baril sa baba ko bago ako hinawakan sa braso na mahina kong kinakislot. I gritted my teeth as I was chanting words to calm myself at nagmatigas sa kaniya.

"I like how you stare, matapang. Nanlalaban. Gusto ko 'yan," he said, his voice low and filled with amusement. A few chuckles echoed around the room, but what really made my skin crawl was the feel of his hand landing on my waist, a touch that made the situation even more unbearable.

"I am not here for this, boss," I said, my voice steady, though I had no idea where the courage came from in that moment. My heart was racing, but I refused to let him see any fear.

The man laughed, louder this time, clearly entertained by my defiance. He glanced over at the other four men in the room, their smirks growing as they watched the exchange unfold. Their gazes felt heavy, like they were waiting for something to happen.

"Hiningi ko ba ang opinyon mo? Ha? Alam mo Ana, kaya kitang itaas agad, hindi mo na kailangan pang magpakahirap na makipaglaban sa mga kasama mo. Basta maging mabait at masunurin ka lang sa akin." Ngumisi pa ito at akmang hahawakan ako sa hita ng marahas ko siyang itinulak.

"I am not here to be your whore boss. Hindi iyan ang trabaho na ipinunta ko." Mariin na sabi ko at akmang aalis na when he grabbed my hair and pulled me. "Ahhh!" I screamed in shock and pain as I gritted my teeth. Naramdaman ko ang presensya niya sa likuran ko maging ang pagtutok niya ng baril sa tagiliran ko.