Cursed Vessel Of Anastasia

Kabanata 5

CHAPTER 5: Drawing

Our existence is very well-written and planned by the maker. The God of this world created the human body and bestowed upon the souls of his children to decide whether they live the potential of a vessel; a better future.

However, amongst all beings on Earth, what seems to be difficult to understand is the life beyond this very orb in which exhibits an invisible barrier to the naked eye, to the flesh and blood—the normal ones.

"U-Uhm..." I can't seem to find the right words. "I-I should drop these..."

He didn't respond and was just looking at me intently. The smoke coming out from his cigarette is reaching my nose and yet, I can't help but to stare back at his hazel light-brown eyes. Those thick and long lashes fluttered over those sinister pair which definitely conveys a vicious intent to destroy a human life 'till dust.

And here I am, willing to be a victim for once...

Whenever this happens, I always felt like weak—a puny being summoned to be helpless and be devoured by his magnificence.

But soon after, he decided to cut off our gaze and took a glance at the chair right in front of the elongated desk.

I was struck by sudden realizations.

Fuck... what just happened?

"Come here,"

Inayos kong mabuti ang mga hawak kong progress at agad na sumunod sa kaniyang kagustuhan. Nakayuko lamang ako at hindi na muling itinaas ang tingin.

Dahan-dahan din ang ginawa kong paglapit, I can already feel my sweats starting to form and my whole body trembling because of the fact that I am nearing him... a very dangerous man.

He eyed the chair once again. "Sit down."

"R-Right, s-sir." Sunod-sunod ang ginawa kong pagtango dahil sa biglaang pagkataranta.

When I finally seated myself comfortably, I could see him putting out his cigarette. The veins on his arms protruded, it looks very menacing that he can probably smother you in an instant. After that, no one dared to speak between us. Umupo lang din siya sa swivel chair niya sa likuran ng desk na iyon at pinag-krus pa ang mga braso sa harapan ko habang nakatitig.

The hushed noise is wrecking my ears, I can't help but to end the silence. This is going nowhere.

"Mr. Volkov—"

"Damian."

Kumunot ang noo ko sa biglaang pagputol niya. He noticed my confused reaction and I saw a hint of smirk forming on his reddish lips.

"You used to love it when you called me by that name," he added like it was the right answer for my confusion.

Though, it was so.... vague and unclear. Does this man even know what he's saying?

He can't even hide the smirk from that!

Wala akong naintindihan sa sinabi niyang iyon. Surfacing these kinds of words... I'm not sure about it, he really does put an effort in making me baffled by his own words. The first one is when he said to stop hiding my secret... and now this? For the second time?