Chapter 8
Huminto ang sasakyan ni Castielle sa labas ng bahay namin. Luckily, Dad is still out dahil hindi ko pa natatanaw sa loob ang sasakyan niya.
Ayoko naman sanang magpahatid pero mapilit siya. Hinila niya ako papasok sa shutgun seat kaya wala nakong nagawa.
"Yayamanin ka rin pala," ani Castielle sabay sulyap sa bahay namin.
"Were just average compare to your family. Average to the extent na aalipinin kami ng mga nasa itaas namin." pagpaparinig ko sa kaniya while unbuckling the seatbelt.
I heard him smirked. "I have a new proposition." aniya sabay tingin sakin. Kumunot ang noo ko.
"That is, if you're desperately want to stop cleaning the comfort room slash errand girl slash security guard for the remaining days. Do you want that?"
Tinaasan ko siya ng kilay. Obviously. I'm desparate as fuck.
I stare at him as I crossed my arms, "What's your proposition?"
A sly smile curved on his lips. His chinito eyes stared at me playfully as he lick his lower lip.
Bigla akong kinabahan sa panibago niyang offer. Ano nanaman ba ang iniisip ng fuck boy na'to? What happened a while ago still bother me though.
"For you to stop doing all those crazy works. You have to make out with me." he said and winked at me.
Nanlaki ang mata ko. "M-Make out? What the fucking fuck!?" gulat kong itinanong.
Humalakhak siya ng napakalakas. "Oh...easy baby, make out muna. No fucking..."
Hindi ko mapigilang hampasin siya. "Make out-in mo mukha mo! Ang bastos mo talaga! Manyak! Fuck boy! Gago!" angil ko at tinulak siya bago ako lumabas ng sasakyan niya. Fuck!
I'd rather clean that dirty comfort room, be his errand girl and a fucking security guard! He's making me cheat alam ko 'yun! Yan kasi ang nasa isip niya. Yan kasi ang gusto niya. Ha! Akala niya naman mauutakan niya ko!
Padabog akong pumasok sa bahay. I can feel the heat spreading in my face. Nababaliw na ba siya? Yun talaga ang proposition niya? Manyak talaga!
Aakyat na sana ako ng lapitan ako ng kasambahay namin—si Tuning.
"Ma'm Narian, may delivery po kayo." aniya sabay abot sakin ng isang box.
Kunot noo kong tinanggap ang box na inabot niya. I checked who's it from pero tanging CAO lang ang nakalagay. But then I realized the initials.
CAO—Castielle Angelo Ongcuanco. Sino pa ba? I immediately opened the box and it revealed my missing bag. Fuck! Sinasabi ko na nga ba pakana to ng baliw na lalakeng manyak na'yun, eh!
Ano ba talagang plano niya? Does he want me to cheat? Is he that shallow? Well then, I'll show him I won't. If God sent me to make this fuck boy learns that his perception about life is not accurate then I'll take it.
Times flies so fast, the next day I was standing straight outside the clinic as a security guard. It's been three days since I started working and taking night subjects and yes—I'm still alive and kicking.
"Umupo ka muna, Miss. Baka pagod kana," ani Kuya Guard.
Tipid akong ngumiti at pinunasan ang pawis sa noo ko pababa sa'king leeg. It's so hot outside lalo na't dito talaga ako inassign ni Castielle. Ang fuck boy na'yun! Akala niya siguro susuko ako at pipiliing maka-make out siya.
"Ayos lang po ako, Kuya." Sagot ko at umiwas ng tingin.
Ang totoo niyan hindi ako komportable sa tabi ni Kuya Guard. Sabi ni Castielle ito ang magtuturo sakin sa mga gagawin ngayon pero kanina niya pa ko nilalapitan. He's only on his 20's though.
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Master Casanova (Master #1) (Completed)
Romantik"He put her in the pedestal, but he has to claim her now" Narian Esquillon was the only girl Castielle Ongcuanco didn't try to flirt with--because she's his favorite girl. He didn't want to play her. He didn't want to touch her not until he discover...
