Farah Gimeno was asked by her sicked friend to work with the rumored boss monster for one day in exchange of the front seat ticket for the F1 race.
For Farah, the deal is easy. Just like how you ate a candy. Remove the wrapper then you can take wha...
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"Hindi pa ba halata, Tris? Gusto ka niya... limang taon mong kasama pero hindi mo pinansin. Tapos si Farah, ilang araw mo palang na nakilala pero mas binigyan mo ng interes. Ngayon girlfriend mo pa," Ana butted in.
Nagkatinginan kami ni Tristan. Gusto kong marinig ang paliwanag niya sa sinabing 'yon ni Ana, pero tiim bagang lang itong nakatitig sa akin. Para bang sinusubukang basahin ang maaaring tumatakbo sa isip ko. Hindi ko 'yon naisip. Kung si Candava nga ay patay na patay sa kanya, ang secretary pa kaya niya ng humigit limang taon?
I got shocked when he ran towards me and pulled me to bow down. May sasabihin sana ako, kaso naantala nang magkakasunod na putok ng baril ang umalingawngaw. I trembled when I saw some of the figurine on the living room broke down, the same thing on the big flat screen TV. Nanginginig kong nilingon si Tristan, pero abala ito sa pagsenyas sa ilan pang bodyguards.
"Doon kayo sa kusina, Tristan!" Ana commanded, she took something on her back before she crept on the side and peeped outside. When she saw a chance she fired her gun consecutively and quickly glanced on our way. "May exit doon 'di ba? Umalis na kayo ni Farah dito. Kami ng bahala sa mga asungot na 'yan."
I am still shock that I lost my strength to run. Hawak ni Tristan ang braso ko, nauuna sa pagtakbo habang may inuutos sa isa pang kalbong bodyguard na biglang sumulpot sa gilid namin. Sumusunod kami rito ni Tristan ng muling may nagpaulan ng bala mula sa labas. Hindi ko napigilan ang tumili. Hanggang sa hindi ko na nasundan ang pangyayari, takbo at yuko ang ginawa namin hanggang makasakay sa sasakyan.
"Si Ana? Paano si Ana?" Naalarma noong simulang pakilusin noong driver ang sasakyan.
As we moved through I kept on looking at the penthouse. Scared for Ana and the rest, hoping they'll all be fine even if there was a chance that they might be in harm. Tristan's hand snaked around my waist, then he leaned his head against my shoulder.
"Tristan, paano kapag may nangyaring masama kay Ana?"
"Hmm. You still don't have a clue about her."
My forehead creased when I felt something wrong about his tone. I even noticed his slouch position and his weird expression. Sinilip ko ang kabilang tagiliran niya na iginagulat niya. My eyes widen when I saw her white t-shirt wet by her blood. "M-may tama ka!" Hinampas ko ang upuan ng driver. "Dalhin natin siya sa Hospital. Pakiusap!"
Hinawakan ni Tristan ang kamay ko. Mahinahon siyang suminghap habang ngayon ay nakasandal na sa back rest habang nakapikit. "We can't do that. They are following us, Elle."
Tears flooded on my cheek. "Paano kapag—" I halted when he looked at me. Exhaustion was evident in his eyes and now that I realize how many nights he was thinking of me, his personal life, and work, for sure he was very tired for all of this.
"I'll call my private Doctor. For now let's hide somewhere. A hotel can do, Dindo," he stated with finality. He leaned back on the backrest and shut his eyes.
