WARNING: R18 | MATURE CONTENT
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"Strip for me, Ariadne."
I looked at the man sitting on the wingback chair that was just around the corner of the room. The room was dim, and the curtains for the glass sliding door of the veranda were drawn open to the sides. The moonlight cast through the glass door was the only source of light in the room. The man's back was facing the outside, so his profile looked like a silhouette.
But even without the light, I already remembered his face. I remembered what he looked like as if it was already tattooed on my mind. I knew about those dark eyes. I knew about his scar that started below his left eye and went down to his jaw. At kahit hirap akong makita s'ya dahil nakatalikod s'ya sa liwanag, I could already imagine that sinful smirk that was playing on his lips.
I heard the glass of whiskey in his right hand clink as the ice cubes inside it moved. Ginalaw n'ya ulit ang baso at muli kong narinig ang pagtama ng mga ice cube sa baso. I didn't know why I felt goosebumps with the sound. It was as if it was a warning bell for me before something ominous would happen, reminding me of what I should be doing right now: running away.
"Well...?"
I gritted my teeth. He sounded impatient. I knew he hated waiting the most at kapag hindi ko pa ginawa ang gusto n'ya, alam kong paparasuhan n'ya ako dahil pinaghintay ko s'ya.
He would do it; I know... He was that kind of man.
I bit my lower lip so hard before I raised my hand to remove the strap of my nightie on my left shoulder. Isinunod ko ang kanan at dahil malambot ang tela, dere-deretso iyong bumagsak sa sahig, leaving me with only my panties on.
Agad kong itinakip ang mga braso ko sa dibdib ko, hugging myself. I could feel my eyes tearing up pero hindi ko hinayaang bumagsak ang mga luha ko. It wasn't because I was feeling pathetic right now. It was because of anger, anger for this man that I fell so hard even for.
He tricked me. He deceived me. And I fucking hate him for it.
Fucking shit. I shouldn't have approached him in the first place. I knew there was something bad about him but fuck me, that was the reason why I get curious about him. Mas lalo ko pa nga s'yang nilapitan dahil doon.
Stupid. You're so fucking stupid, Ari!
"I said strip, Ariadne." I could hear him gritting his teeth with every word. "And that fucking means naked."
Alam kong malapit na s'yang maubusan ng pasensya. Kanina pa ako nakatayo sa harapan n'ya pero ilang segundo muna ang lumilipas bago ko sundin ang utos n'ya. And did I say he hated waiting?
Muttering a curse to myself, I covered my breast with one arm, habang ang isa kong kamay ay tinatanggal ang natitira kong saplot sa katawan. I was having a hard time, and the fucking monster was chuckling for that. Dinig na dinig ko ang mababang pagtawa n'uya.
I stood straight. I knew he could see me clearly as I was facing the moonlight. Nakabukas ang kurtina and we were on the third floor but I still felt uncomfortable. But he didn't seem to mind that. It felt like he even wanted it this way, the feeling that someone could see us. He wanted me to feel that.
Inubos na n'ya ang inumin n'ya. There was a loud thud as he put down the whiskey glass on the small table beside the chair. Napapitlag pa ako sa gulat, mas lalo nan ang tumayo s'ya. He approached me without tearing his eyes off me, eyeing my whole body. As if he was a predator, observing how he would enjoy eating his prey.
Ang isang braso ko ay nakatkip sa dibdib ko habang ang isa ay sa ibaba ko. But it was useless to cover my private parts. Ramdam na ramdam ko kasi ang bawat titig n'ya. Nakakapaso. Wala akong takas as I was so naked in front of him.
