Montereal Bastards 4: To Seduce A Bastard (COMPLETED)

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There was no stopping him.

Moira tried quite desperately to push him away and stop the firm assault but she was way too small against his bigger and much stronger frame.

She felt so frail, so delicate under him and it should have made her feel helpless but somehow it didn't. Truth be told, it even made her feel... curiously excited. And damned if she can understand why she felt that way! Nababaliw na siguro siya.

Mas nadetalye ang pagkakaiba ng katawan nila dahil sa lagay nila ngayon. His fingers were entwined with her much smaller ones which was positioned above her head, pinned so she wouldn't be able to move. She thrashed and bucked, hoping to throw him off of her but that only served to tighten his hold. He even managed to clam his thigh on her legs and straddle her cowboy style as if she was the horse and he's the rider.

The warmth of the earth seeped through her body and she felt her ponytail snap making her hair tumble on the scattered leaves and dirt. A groan of surrender escaped their merged lips at hindi niya alam kung galing ba iyon sa kanya o kay Ichiro. But just as she was about to completely give in to the tumultuous feeling that have blanketed her body from his kiss, he stopped.

This time, she was entirely sure that the frustrated groan came from her. Habol ang hiningang sinubukan niyang ipokus ang atensiyon niya sa paligid, habang sinusubukang ibalik ang normal na tahip ng kanyang puso. Unti-unting bumalik sa kanya ang huni ng kuliglig, ang malamig na simoy ng hangin, pati na din ang ingay na nagmumula sa building. Narinig niya ang pagtawag ng isa sa mga elites, boses na habang tumatagal ay lalong lumalakas at napapalapit.

She saw Ichiro looking at her with an intensity that she had never seen from him before, as if boring holes into her very soul. As if stripping her of any pretenses. Hindi niya alam kung dapat ba siyang maalarma o dapat ba siyang matuwa sa mga nangyayari sa kanilang dalawa ngayon.

She cleared her throat to put a stop to the awkward situation but when he continued staring, she decided that a quiet call with do the trick.

"I-Ichiro.." nabubulol at mahinang mahina niyang bulong sa hangin.

Naningkit ang mga magagandang mata na nakatitig sa kanya at kahit hindi nito sabihin, alam niyang naalala na naman nito kung bakit sila nandito sa lugar na ito, sa ganitong posisyon. Kung ano ang kasalanang nagawa niya. Kung sino siyang talaga.

Kaaway.

Mamamatay-tao.

Moira closed her eyes in despair. Alam niyang hindi na matatanggal pa sa isipan ni Ichiro ang kasalanan niyang iyon. Alam niyang sa bawat pagkakataon na makikita siya nito, maaalala nito ang totoo niyang pagkatao, maaalala nito ang kasamaan niya, ang dugo na habang-buhay nang nakatatak sa mga kamay niya.

"Ichirooo!!"

"Boss!"

Hindi naglaon, malalakas na tawag na ang narinig nila sa labas mismo ng pinagtataguan ni Moira. The elites have finally switched their search from her to him when they found out that their leader has gone missing. Baka ang akala ng mga ito ay nahuli na si Ichiro ng assassin at naunahang itumba.

In her mind, Moira reasoned that facing the elites will be much better than being with Ichiro. Naisip niya na kung ipaaalam niya ang kinalalagyan nila, kung gagawa siya ng kahit na mumunting kaluskos, sa wakas ay matatapos na ang pasakit na ito, ang pasakit na makita sa mga mata ni Ichiro ang paninisi at ang galit. Para sa kanya ay mas gugustuhin niya pang masaktan ng pisikalan kaysa ang madurog ang kanyang puso.

She was never a strong woman when it comes to emotions and feelings. Pero ang maipagmamalaki niya naman ay iyong kakayahan niya na tiisin ang pasakit na dala ng pagpapahirap sa katawan. Dun siya magaling. Yun ang kaya niyang tiisin. At sa puntong ito, mas madali na pahirapan na lamang siya kaysa ang makasama si Ichiro.