The Party
I stepped into the grand venue, my black strapless crop top paired with a sleek coat, tailored slacks, and red heels. The room buzzed with the low hum of conversation and the clink of glasses. Fonso, who had opted to come without any additional bodyguards, tanging ako lang ang kasama niya.
The MC's voice cut through the chatter, announcing, "Alfonso Ford Bañes."
A wave of whispers rippled through the crowd as I prepared to step aside. But before I could, Fonso's hand shot out, grabbing my arms and pulling them across his.
"What are you doing?" I whispered, my heart racing under the weight of curious gazes.
"You deserve the attention," he murmured back.
"What? Dressed like this? I’m wearing a crop top!" I protested, glancing around nervously.
"Chill, it’s good. Let’s make an entrance," he said, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
Kahit kaylan talaga ay sakit siya sa ulo! O talagang may sakit siya sa ulo!
We exchanged a few more hushed words, my cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
Sinong hindi mahihiya? Ang outfit ko ay hindi para sa ganitong okasyon!
Despite the stares, I walked with as much poise and confidence. Wala rin naman na akong magagawa nandito na rin ako e.
We made our way to our assigned table, surrounded by the clamor of a high profile event. The guests were all influential figures in the business world, their faces familiar but distant. I scanned the room but couldn’t spot the Montemayor or Vargas clans likely, they were at home, avoiding the crowd at this late hour.
Lalo na si Alexa at Ace. Madalang lang talaga silang magtungo sa mga ganitong event. They hate this kind of party.
Fonso grabbed some food for us, a small comfort as my stomach growled with hunger. As he returned, the announcer’s voice boomed again
"Let’s welcome Vlark Travus Santiago along with his date, the gorgeous Annica Quilerio!"
My heart skipped a beat. From across the room, I saw Travus and Annica moving gracefully toward us. Their entrance was smooth and confident, their smiles a stark contrast to my growing unease. I tried to force a smile, but my lips felt stiff.
When they reached our table, shock was evident in their eyes as they took in the sight of us. Annica’s gaze lingered, wide with surprise, while Travus’s expression was inscrutable.
“Good evening, Mr. Santiago. Please, have a seat,” Fonso said smoothly.
Travus's cold, piercing gaze met mine briefly, causing me to quickly avert my eyes, feeling as if he could see straight through me.
“I'm Alfonso Ford Bañes, and this is my date, Honey Heil Vargas,” Fonso introduced us.
I shot Fonso a reproachful look as he announced me with a name that wasn’t entirely accurate. He just gave me a look that I should just go with the flow.
Still, I extended my hand to Annica, trying to mask my discomfort.
"Honey Heil Vargas, and you are?" I asked, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside.
"Annica Quilerio," halata ang pagkailang.
The tension at the table was palpable. Travus’s gaze darkened as he regarded me, and the air seemed to thicken with unspoken history.
"So you're alive"
I wanted to raised my eyebrow but I contained myself from doing that.
"Of course I am Mr?"
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PURŪS SEDUCERE 1: BOUND BY DESIRE
RomantikPūrus Seducere Vlark Travus Santiago ""Love isn't about competing with someone's past; it's about creating a future together, where trust and understanding flourish despite the echoes of yesterday." Loving someone who are just there because of the...
