Chapter 3

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"Good morning!" Zion greeted one of the store owners he saw at the parking lot because he had to drive himself to work. "Mr. Z, may bago pala tayong tenant? Her works are exquisite, you should drop by for a custom one." Schuyler said. "I would, thank you." He said and left his car and went to his office at the uppermost floor of his building.

"Good morning, kuya." Bati ni Milan sa kaniya sabay beso sa kaniya. "Papa is sad, di ka daw umuwi kagabi." Balita ni Milan. "Isang gabi lang naman eh, si papa talaga oh. Nagpaalam naman ako eh." Aniya sabay upo sa upuan niya at binuhay ang computer sa harap niya.

"Kuya si bunso hinahanap si mama." Turan ni Milan. "And? May magagawa ba ako?" Singhal ni Zion, at bumaling sa kabilang bahagi ng lamesa. "Kuya, wala ka bang balita sa kaniya?" Tanong ni Milan pero tumayo lang si Zion at lumabas sa teresa ng opisina nito.

"Sorry, kuya." Milan said. He faced his baby sister and hugged her softly. "Sorry, baby ko. Sobrang nasaktan kasi si kuya eh." He said and let go of his little sister. They ate their breakfast together and went along with their day, when Milan went home he secretly went to the V boutique.

Palihim siyang napangiti ng makita niya si Elle palabas pa lamang ito sa dressing room. "Mr. Z! How can I help you?" Masayang bati ng dalaga sa kaniya. "I promised a suit, right?" Sagot niya at parang natunaw siya lalo sa ngiti ni Elle. Halata sa mga mata nito na masayang-masaya ito sa pagpunta niya.

"Sabi ko naman sa iyo, Mr. Z"

"Zion is fine." He cut her off as they walked around the store. "Okay, Zion." She said as Zion stopped in front of the luxury and top of the line collection. "Pwede namang custom made diba?" He asked as he looked at the sleeves.

"Oo naman, sabi ko sa iyo ililibre kita, diba?" Aniya. "No, I'll pay for it, Ms. Elle." Sabad naman ni Zion, palihim siyang napangiti ng makita niya si Elle nakapamewang at matulis ang nguso nito. "No buts, or else. I'll increase your rent?" Pananakot niya.

"Okay, Zion. Elle nalang din." Sagot ni Elle. "Sorry, medyo picky ako but a custom made suit for my body is enough." Saad ni Zion at kinuha ang isang kulay asul na suit. "This one's nice, all I want is custom made to my liking. That's it." Aniya at binigay kay Elle ang damit at kinuha naman ito agad ng assistant nito.

"Zion, ayos lang ba ako mag susukat sa iyo? Wala pa kasi ako nakuhang lalaking kaagapay ko sana sa Male customers." Paliwanag ni Elle. Oh fuck, I hope I won't get a boner.

He nodded and followed Elle into the changing room. He's really anxious since he is too aware that even the slightest stimulation of his crotch will make him explode. "Are you okay with me doing this? "She measured his shoulders and inquired.

Yes, he answered tensely. It was only the two of them because her assistant was outside, and they had to stop sometimes so Elle could record his measurements. She released her smooth, gentle hands from his body as his thoughts rejoiced in the moment.

"Excuse me for this." Aniya sabay lumuhod ng kaunti ang dalaga sa harap niya. Una ay sinukat nito ang bewang niya at sunod ang hita niya, ang hava ng Binti niya. At sa akala niyang nakaligtas na siya ay sinukat nito ang maselang bahagi niya.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Don't stand up.

That being said, it's her that feels uneasy. Since there is always a guy for a man back in the States, she has never been that close to a man's down there. She has never seen a man's thing in her life since she is too preoccupied with being well-known for her clothing designs. She's had relationships but never sex, not even oral; she always ends things when men start acting handsy.

Parang pinagpawisan siya ng lumapit ang kamay niya sa harap ng pagkalalaki nito. "Excuse me, Zion." Aniya at kapagkuwan at sinukat na ang kailangan niya, parang nag-iinit na din ang pakiramdam niya dahil ilang dangkal nalang ang pagitan ng mukha niya at ng pagkalalaki nito.

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