Billionaire's Only Rule (One Lie one Shot)

Special Chapter under Clyde's POV

My body is aching. It seems like someone just punch me somewhere part of my body. It is always like this. Always. I get death threats often. To estimate, four times a week. Nothing has change. Every week I am confine into a hospital either gun shot or deep wounds that almost hit my critical points. Luckily, I survive. Often.

I gently open my eyes and it seems like it is a same environment. Damn hospital room!

"Bryan." I whisper though I know that he can't hear it.

"Clyde..." some one called my name and it sounds like a woman. Damn! Don't tell me that I was drugged and laid a woman. Fucking shit.

I immediately gather my strength sit down and face the woman. God! She has this alluring face, a face of a goddess like Athena but she is crying. I want to wipe her tears but I cannot do it eventhough I want.

"Clyde... How are you man?" Bryan asked me. I just smiled at him and streched my arms. Damn! It feels good!

"Good as fuck Bryan. Who is this lady by the way?"

Bryan's face gives me questionable look. What's wrong with my question? Who is this fucking beautiful goddess infront of me? Damn!

"Clyde. Seriously? You don't remember Paula?"

What? Paula? Who the heck is she? Is she one of the women that I laid into? Fuck!

"Clyde... I am Paula."

I heard the woman said it with a low tune and with a cracking sound which looks like she is crying. Again.

"Wow. You are beautiful, Paula." I slowly see her built and she looks like she is pregnant! Fuck!

"I... It looks like you are pregnant. With whom?"

"You...''

"Fuck! You gonna be kidding me." I blurted out. She cry instantly and I didn't even know what to do.

Oh Hell.

"Paula! Shit!" Bryan shouted and immediately assist Paula to go outside of the room. But before that, Bryan look at me with disappointed in his face.

I pulled put the pillow that is in my bed and throw it against the wall. What the hell did I do? I can't even remember the name Paula in my mind. I am definitely an asshole.

"Fucking life! Fucking life! Fucking life of mine! Fuck! Tanginang buhay ito."

Nagwala ako dahil sa nangyari. Never in my life that I let a women cry infront of me. Kung iiyak man ito umaalis na kaagad ako para hindi ko makita. Pero ang gago ko lang, umiyak pa sa harapan ko ang isang magandang babae at hindi ko naman alam kung bakit. Sa hindi ko siya maalala. Ano ang magagawa ko?

Tumingin ako sa gilid at nakita ko na roon ang isang picture frame. Kinuha ko iyon at saka tiningnan. Litrato iyon ng babae at ako. Laking gulat ko nga kung bakit naroroon ako katabi siya habang nakangiti at hawak ang braso nito. Nakasuot pa nga ito ng damit pangkasal. Fuck! Don't tell me, asawa ko ang babaeng iyon? Ang tanga mo Clyde! Ang tangang-tanga mo. Paano na kami ni Meghan? Paniguradong mag aaway na naman kami nito.

Hinagis ko ang picture frame at tila may kumirot sa dibdib ko nang makita ko na nabasag ang salamin na nakatakip rito. Pero. Di bale na. Ang mahalaga, ang relasyon namin ni Meghan.

"Clyde!" tumingin ako sa may pinto at laking tuwa ko na lamang na makita ko si mommy. Buti naman at napadalaw sila. Great.

"What did you do? Why?" may pagkahisterical pa nitong sabi.

"What?"

"Bakit umiiyak si Paula-"

Pinutol ko na sa pagsasalita si mommy kahit alam ko na bastos iyon pero ayokong marinig ang pangalang Paula na iyon. Oo. Maganda siya. Maganda lang. Ni hindi ko nga kilala e pero maganda lang siya.