Chapter 17

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🔝See Zemira's face when she was eight years old. The rest of her grown-up face (eighteen years old Zemira) depends on how you imagine her. Thank you!😊

This story contains violence, aggression, abuse, prolonged torture, romanticized rape, profane languages, suicide, and murder.

~Heat~

Hindi ako mapakali.

My heart still beating hard as I continue cleaning the King's throne room.

I can feel the heat creeping on my neck through my cheeks. Hindi ko alam kung bakit. Magkakasakit ba ako? Lalagnatin?

Hindi rin nakakatulong ang mga titig ng Haring nararamdaman ko sa aking likuran.

It feels like he's creating heat through me with his piercing gazes on my back.

Ramdam na ramdam ko iyon at hindi ako mapakali dahil doon.

Gusto kong lumingon sa Hari upang makita kung talaga bang nakatingin siya sa akin ng ganoon at kung bakit.

Does he want to do the thing he did to me the other day? I don't have any vivid memories about it but I still know how it feels and his warm tongue went inside my mouth like he's so eager to search for something so unknown from me.

Pagkatapos noon ay wala na. Hindi ko nga alam kung panaginip lamang ba iyon? Dahil nang magising ako'y nasa higaan naman ako.

Securely wrapped with a coverlet.

Napakagat ako sa aking ibabang labi nang marahang pinunasan ko ang aking pawis sa noo.

It's time for me to clean the other table near the King.
Nanatili ang kakaibang init sa aking pisngi at pinilit na itutok ang paningin sa sahig kahit na masyado na akong nagagambalang sulpayan ang Hari.

I'm scared to look at the King but there's still a huge curiosity on my system.

Mas lalo kong naramdaman ang init ng titig ng Hari sa akin nang makalapit ako sa mesang malapit lang din sa isa pang mesa kung nasaan siya.

With my trembling hands and heating cheeks, I started cleaning the table and arranging the papers and folders there.

I shivered from the proximity of the King's presence and gazes and it feels so weird as I felt his heat on my back. Goosebumps raking my skin.

Nang matapos ko ang paglilinis ay alanganing napatingin ako sa Hari. Matapos ang lahat ng pagpipigil ko sa aking sarili na huwag siyang lingunin.

Just when his serious hunter green eyes meet mine, with his firm thinned lips and tousled hair makes my cheeks heated more.

Sa dahilang hindi ko alam kung bakit ganoon ang aking nararamdaman. Siguro talaga'y lalagnatin ako.

Sobrang lakas ng tibok ng aking puso at kaagad na umiwas ng tingin sa Hari. Pinaglaruan ang kamay kong, may bakas na ng unti-unting paghilom ng napasong balat.

"I'm... d-done. Y-your H-Highness," I said. Voice still so small for my liking as I wait and awkwardly stay under the burning stare of the King.

Narinig ko ang tila iritable niyang paghugot ng malalim na hininga bago ko narinig ang malalim at istrikto niyang boses.

"Come here."

I blinked. Uncertainty under my chest as I carefully walked towards the King.

Sinusubukan ang sariling pakalmahin at ihanda sa maaaring mangyari.

The King turned towards me with his adjustable comfy chair just to face me.

Hindi pa man tuluyang nakalapit sa kaniya'y nahigit ko na lamang ang aking hininga noong mabilis akong hinila ng Hari.

BCS 3: Innocent MistakeTahanan ng mga kuwento. Tumuklas ngayon