The Bad-tempered Series 5: THE INTRIGUING LOVE

♛❤ Chapter 8❤♛

♛❤ Chapter 8❤♛

Yzylla:

"F**k!" The glass of water smashed into pieces nang bumagsak sa tiles.

Gusto kong magwala! I wanted to throw and smash things out this f***ing room.

I was here seating like an idiot--inside my own office and waiting for her to—what did she f***ing say?

Hell no—she was commanding me to stay here inside my office not until she checked the perimeter!

Like f**k—it's almost 7 in the evening. And this woman dared to locked my f***ing door—locked in my own bloody office!

And who's the f***ing boss here!?

Pabalik-balik akong naglakad sa loob. Ba't ba ang tagal!

The door clicked and my blood range in fury. The door slided open and there she was—standing like a damn boss.

"The perimeter has been cleared. You can go home now." Her voice was low yet very firm—and serious as hell. I greeted my teeth saka ako lumapit rito—I was on fire!

I raised my finger straight unto her pretty face. I was beyond agitated—my patience ran out!

"This—this was the f***ing first time that someone commanded me what to do. Shall I tell you, Miss Zharte, to where you should stand?"

Her brows instantly arched on me. She swayed her left hand and stepped backward to give the way for me. Like f**k!

"Behind you, Mr. Ademar." I knew she was holding her emotions with me—I wanted to see how fragile she was but damn it. Para siyang bato!

Hindi siya natitinag sa'kin. Sanay siya. Mas umigting ang panga ko—she was trying to tame the hell out of me.

Who are you? Damn it! Still, I stared angrily back on her.

"Sa susunod na unahan mo ang desisyon ko—mawawalan ka ng trabaho, Miss Zharte." At wala akong pakialam kung magalit sa'kin si papa Blaire kung gagawin ko yun. I will—anytime I wanted to!

Malalaking hakbang ko siyang iniwan—may mga nagtatrabaho pa rin sa kompanya ko at ang mga empleyadong nasa hallway ngayon ay alam kung gaano ako ka-demonyo.

They stayed on the corner and bowed their heads on me—coz why? I am the f***ing boss here!

But her?

Damn it. Binilisan ko ang paghakbang. I loathed the feeling that she was trailing my a*s now. How far could she survive from me?

Well, let's see.

***

Ross:

"Where to, sir?" I had to f***ing shrugged off my annoyance against this man who was assertively seating at the passenger's seat while I was here, driving his a*s to hell.

He was busy phoning someone without telling me where to head to! His dark eyes were vividly caught on the front view mirror—we disliked each other.

"As you applied for this job, Miss Zharte--the first thing to know are my basics, my routes, particularly. And now you're asking me where the f**k we'll be heading to?" That tongue! Humigpit ang hawak ko sa manubela ng sasakyan nito. I greeted my teeth—tinapunan ko siya ng nagbabagang tingin sa salamin.

Ibahin niya ako sa lahat ng ginagago niya.

Nilingon ko siya at wala akong ganang makipag-plastikan rito. I am not that kind of b*tch.

"Let me tell you, Mr. Ademar that the feeling is f***ing mutual here—you hate me I know. But I despise you, too. You wanted to squeeze my neck? I wished doing that to you." I started my fury. I couldn't deny—I was too f***ing pissed. Nasanay lang ako sa mga misyon kong walang imikan—dahil ako lang mag-isa. But this? Guarding this stubborn billionaire could be the first mission that I will terminate—at any time.

"What the f**k did you say?" As anticipated—he leveled his mutual fury on me. Mas lalo ko siyang pinantayan ng tingin habang nakatingin sa salamin.

"Don't like to repeat myself, sir." Babala ko rito saka pinaandar ang automatic car—just like how pissed a car racer would like. Napasandal ito ng malakas—I smirked at him.

I turned on the GPS location channeled to his house. This would be the first and the last time I drove his sh*t home. I am not his f***ng driver.

189 Kph. Para akong nakikipagkarera—not giving his foul mouth a chance to spit words I loathed to hear.

I heard his curses loud and clear. As if that would scare me. Baklang 'to!

***

Yzylla:

"I need it tomorrow morning." I frustratingly massage my head—f**k. Hindi na ako kumain ng dinner coz I called Mr. Perez. My family's personal detective.

I badly need his help—I wanna know about that irritating cat.

Hindi ko inaasahan ang galing nito sa pagmamaneho ng ganun ka-bilis but f**k—para akong maiihi sa tulin ng takbo nito.

She deliberately did that—not giving a chance for me to retaliate of what she blatantly said.

Smart a*s!

I grabbed my keys.

I had to breathe good air tonight but certainly—we're not done yet!