Chapter 5
I collapsed on my bed after tiring day. Namumungay na ang mga mata ko sa antok. Yawning to myself, I reached for the lampshade and turned it off. Katatapos ko lang mag-shower. I am still supposed to put my face mask on but I am too damn tired to lift a finger.
My phone rang violently, making my eyes jolt wide open. Kumalat ang iritasyon sa dibdib ko pero kaagad din namang nawala nang makita ko ang caller ID.
I cleared my throat before answering the call. "Hello...?"
"I'm sorry. Were you sleeping?" came his deep voice.
I sighed inwardly. "No..." I lied. Tumihaya ako sa kama at tinitigan ang madilim na kisame. I was actually planning to book a flight to Singapore and catch his concert but I couldn't. Contract signing na namin at kailangan ko ding magpakita sa premier night ng bago naming pinalabas na movie. My chest ached, realizing that I am miles away from him again.
"Hmm... no?"
I bit my lower lips to prevent a smile from spreading on my face. Instead of answering his question, I asked him instead.
"What are you doing, calling me here, Mister? Aren't you supposed to be sleeping?"
"Got a few hours before the performance. I'm nursing gin and tonic right now..." he said lazily. "Also, I want to hear my girl's sexy bedroom voice..."
Tuluyan nang namula ang mukha ko sa sinabi niya. How could I be the receiving end of this sexy creature's compliments? My insecurities have long fleed past my windows just by hearing his voice and knowing that he's not talking to anyone but me right now.
"It's Rigor's birthday this weekend, 13th of August." I reminded him again.
"Yeah... don't worry. I'll be coming home to you in three days."
Opposed to the peaceful evening that phone call has brought my soul into, some sort of bad news greeted me earlier in the morning when I opened my daily newspaper.
I frowned at the content while sipping on my coffee.
Young actress Storm Roman, cheated on her model boyfriend with a rockstar?
I rolled my eyes. It was the picture of the two of us in the basement parking of my condo. Nakablur pa ang mukha ni Philodemus eh halata naman. Anyone knows that it's him! Sumakit bigla ang ulo ko sa nabasa.
"What're you gonna do, then?" tanong ni Nick sa akin. Pagkatapos ng shooting namin ay dumiretso muna ako sa boutique na pinagtatrabahuan niya. After exchanging pleasantries with the owner and snapping a few photos with their staff, I went straight to Nick's small working space.
"I don't know." I shrugged. "Denver would kill me if I say anything. Might as well ignore them."
I traced his wooden desk with my fingers. His hands are kind of full right now. Marami siyang projects na tinatrabaho kaya madalang na rin ang pagbisita niya sa aking condo. I pleaded my driver and bodyguards earlier to drop me off here, kahit ilang minuto lang. I just needed to see Nick.
"Well, let them feast about it." He shrugged in return. Ibinaba niya ang hawak na lapis at tinutukan ako nang mabuti. "Pero sabihin mo nga sa akin, Storm... anong meron sa inyo ni Elton? Nagkabalikan ba kayo?"
Hindi ako nakasagot. Natameme lang ako sa sinabi niya. A heavy weight settled on my chest when I realized that I am in a no-label relationship with Philodemus right now. Making out, kissing, touching, eating breakfasts together... all the normal things a normal couple would do. Pero... walang label.
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Deceret Series #1: His Lips On My Neck
General Fictiondeceret (n.) latin word for "body to body" When Philodemus Elton Treveron's parents were slayed, the only thing that brings him closer to finding the killer is the gold crucifix chain around his neck. Fueled with vengeance, Elton swore to himself th...