The Author's Rewritten Drafts

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Hindi niya pinansin ang lalaki nang dumating ito sa kanilang tahanan. Why would she? Naiirita siya sa pagiging mailap nito.

She was insulted. She exerted efforts only to gain 40% of his real love?

Naghalikan na sila ng ilang beses, tapos 40% lang?

Boy Buwesit was laughing in her mind, taunting her. She knew what he meant by those laughs, "You know how it feels being a mere character of a powerful god? You were once the god, but now, you're nothing a but a mere player in the story you've written."

She smiled calmly. "Once it's all over, I'll live and take my throne. I will write a story about you. About a god you offended and dared to defy, you're going to be punished all punishments known to man."

Custus shrank, trembling. He's not underestimating what Magda can do.

The woman is known for her brutal mind and bad attitude. Lahat ng stories niya may namamatay. Hindi yata kontento ang babae kapag walang napapagbalingan ng galit sa katawan.

He wouldn't dare defy. But he's the prince of the realm of abyss...

But she's Magdalena Batumbakal Santa Ynez.

"Tila yata'y mainit ang iyong ulo, aking irog..." bati ng Datu sa kanyang asawa. Kanina pa niya itong pinagmamasdan.

She was frowning.

Magkasalubong ang kilay nito. Sa kabila ng ekspresyon nito'y hindi maitatangging maganda ang babae. Kayumanggi ang kanyang balat, may katamtamang tangos ng ilong, mahaba ang pilik-mata at itim na itim ang kanyang buhok.

[Analyzing the male lead's love for the female character... Real love: 45% : Fake love: 55%]

"Mayroon ba akong nagawang hindi mo nagustuhan?" Lumakad ang Datu mula sa kanyang likuran.

"Bumisita ang iyong kalaguyo..." Her voice was as cold as ice.

He couldn't help but laugh. Binuhat niya ang babae at iniupo sa kanyang hita. Ayaw pa rin siyang tingnan nito sa mga mata.

Rikit is known to him. Anak ito ng mataas na opisyales sa kaibigang balangay. Noon pa ma'y nagpahiwatig na ito ng kagustuhan sa kanya ngunit wala siyang pakialam.

His mind was focused on another set of prizes waiting for him.

To kill the tyrant...

To kill his loyal servants.

And to kill her.

Can he kill her? Will he accomplish the task?

Tinitigan niya ng matagal ang babae.

Her lips were pursed, annoyance was visible on her face. Nevertheless, his wife is beautiful even with annoyed expression. But beauty can't win his heart...

It's loyalty, bravery and inside beauty that matter to him most.

Now, his heart's troubled.

Hindi niya maitatangging may umuusbong na siyang nararamdaman para sa babae kahit mayroon pa ring pagdududa at kalaban pa rin ang turing niya rito.

"Isang dayang-dayang lang ang aking tinapunan ng tingin, siya ri'y aking pinakasalan. 'Wag kang mangamba sa umaaligid na iba dahil wala sa plano kong saktan ang puso ng aking asawa... Ikaw ang nais kong makasama. Ikaw ang pinili ko." Pinakiramdaman niya si Magda, bahagya itong huminga ng malalim. Napanatag naman ang kanyang kalooban.

"Lapastangan siyang pumasok ng ating tahanan ng walang paalam." Her arms crossed against her chest.

"Hindi na mauulit, aking dayang." Sa wakas ay humarap sa kanyang ang babaeng irita. "Sapagkat nilipol ko ang kanilang angkan."

Magda was stunned.

"Ang hindi pagbibigay ng galang at respeto sa'yo ay pagwawalang galang at respeto sa akin. Walang sinuman ang maaaring sumuway ng walang kaparusahan."