Societas Custodes Series 1: Nieves Arquillano Vista-Avenged

Prologue

Started: July 1, 2024
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It was quiet. The night's tranquility would have been one of those usual resting hours for Claire, except that tonight is different-far way different.

The solitude doesn't feel settling. It renders her restless. If only she could toss and turn on bed, she would. Except that she could not. Not now. Not now that Kill is beside her, sleeping soundly after a heated night between them. The last thing she wants is to stir him from the oblivion. Para saan pa ang sadyang pang-aakit niya rito kanina, kung gano'n? This is her now or never.

She has to move.

She has to.

However, something unbecoming of her is reigning her mind. Conscience. Oh, gracious. She never thought she has it until now-until she caught feelings for Kill...for her very mission. Fuck. She really has to move now.

Her mission.

It has to succeed or she will perish...along with her beautiful memories which she knows she never deserve after every law she broke, every life she endangered...but here she is, savoring every last bit of it. Worst of it all, hindi palalagpasin ng Viboras Nocturnas si Kill and that's what she's trying to prevent from happening.

Slowly, just slowly, she slips out of the duvet. Her movements are careful and quiet, like how she is trained to. She sits up in a calculated manner and from time to time, she throws a glance at the peaceful man. She has to be alert, although ready naman siya kung sakaling magising ito habang nasa loob pa siya ng kwarto. She can just reason out easily.

Her toes touched the cold planks, and for one last time, she takes in the image of the very...and only...man she loves, and most probably she will ever love...rightfully so.

Kill is facing her side of the bed. His muscular right arm flexed underneath his white pillow, and his left arm sprawled on the empty side-her side-where she left off. Buti nalang at hindi naalimpungatan ang lalaki nang inangat niya ang braso nito kanina. Of course, he would be worn out after five rounds of love making, and she knew kaya ito ang naisip niyang paraan. Sana lang ay magtagumpay siya.

He is lying there unguarded, oblivious of what is going to happen...of what she's going to do. He trusted her, and as awful as it may sound...she's going to break it. Or, she'd broken it. He trusts her but she was never honest. She is a sly fox, she ought to be, that was why she's here in the first place. It's just that, in the middle of her mission, she found love. A forbidden one at that.

His disheveled hair-which was her own doing while she enjoyed tangling those smooth strands around her fingers as he made her feel good all night. She squirmed, writhed in pleasure, and his hair was just one of the very pieces of evidence of it. The dimly lit room still gave justice to his godly appearance. The way his long thick eyelashes casted a shadow on his defined cheekbones always made her want to reach for it and have her finger brush it softly. She wanted a feel of it, but it can't be done now.

His narrow and pointed nose is her favorite. She loves to press it like it was a button for him to stop teasing her. She loves how it collides against hers every time their kisses get wild and so they end up giggling. She loves how when heat and wanton take over, the sweetest hot breath mingles with hers from his nostrils...and she knew in an instant that it will always be heaven.

His lips which is currently plump from all the sucking and ravaging, slightly parted. Oh, God... He's hers. He told her so. But not hers to keep. Wala siyang karapatan do'n. And even when he gave her the right to, she knows she doesn't deserve it.