The Bad-tempered Series 5: THE INTRIGUING LOVE

♛❤ Chapter 15❤♛

♛❤ Chapter 15❤♛

Yzylla:

Got no plan to..visit here. To go back to this dark side of me. Coz I knew, deep down here—I still need time to move on. After I visited the children and played after our little chitchats—I thought, I could rid this heavy burden I felt.

Yet it still lingered.

I slowly pushed the door after I spent an hour at the veranda taking calls from my private investigator, Cyprus Ventido, my dear friend. They added confedential information about Axiel Ross Zharte—my eyes pinned straight to the woman who was sleeping on my couch.

She always caught my attention like hell. Pinagkasya niya ang sarili niya sa couch when there's a huge queen-sized bed.

She was obviously very tensed. She needed cigarettes to ease her obvious strain but damn—I completely loathe cigarettes especially if women do that in front of me.

Lahat ng mga kaibigan ko—nag-aadjust when it was about smoking and cigarettes.

But Ross and her cigarette made a great issue today like I f**king care. I carefully went inside my old European-decored room. Nilapitan ko siya—my eyes went to her rosy lips. I kept stilled at baka magising bigla at kung ano pa ang isipin.

But really—she's a goddess army.

I am very curious now and what was she doing the day that I was ambushed and Warren got shot. The report was not definite but who was the only woman who took a gun and shot mercilessly those rascals straight to their death pit?

If she was there—it could be her. That thought bugged me after I called Cyprus and damn that guy—who teased me right before I ended the call. That bloody Idiot!

I breathe out. Did she really think that I let her sleep in the couch like a canned tuna? Hard-headed rat!

I bend over and carefully positioned myself to carry her in my arms. I am not a gentleman. But damn it—hindi rin naman ako for sure makakatulog ng maayos kung nandito siya sa couch natutulog.

Maingat ko siyang kinarga. Her sweet delicate scent touched my nose—good grace.

***

Ross:

Naalimpungatan ako. I felt the natural coldness from the room I was occupying—damn it. Nakatulog pala ako ng mahimbing sa couch. I even had a good dream. It simply meant that I had a goodnight which was I didn't anticipate last night.

Hmm. Napaunat ako but something bumbed my hand down below—I tightly squeezed the foreign hard-thingy and it alarmed me when somebody screamed in pain.

"Arrgg, f**k! Damn it!" Yzylla!? What the hell!

Pagdilat ko—I was alarmed with my position and what my f***ing hand was holding that made him shrieked in pain!

"The f**k!" Kaagad akong napabalikwas ng bangon while too dumbfounded to realized that I was not sleeping in the couch but beside this jerk and two, I accidentaly squeezed his f***ing wood!

Nag-iinit ang pisngi ko ngayon—sa galit at sa hiya.

He crawled and tried to sat down. But obviously talagang nasaktan siya—coz I really squeezed it to death. His thing.

"Ba't mo ako pinakialaman, Yzylla?" Naniningkit ko siyang tiningnan nang makabawi ako sa pagkabigla—and I should not feel sorry. I didn't know how the hell he managed to sneaked me off the couch at ganun nalang talaga kasarap ang tulog ko at hindi man lang ako nagising. The f**k—how the hell he do that?

Napangiwi itong napatingin sa'kin while the pain was still vivid—magulo ang buhok nito at pulang-pula rin ang mukha. A handsome mess. Yes, he is.

"What!? Hindi kita pinakialaman!" Singhal niya sa'kin saka pilit na tumayo ng matuwid. He was pointing his finger as if he really wanted to squeezed my neck too—let me dare his pride.

"Look, woman—you should thank me for carrying you to this f***ing bed where you completely had a good night and you did this to me?" Sabay turo niya sa pang-ibabang pajama na suot niya. Grr! Was it my fault? At sa tingin niya talaga dapat ko pang ipagpasalamat yun? Jerk!

"Sanay akong matulog sa putik, Yzylla. Kaya sa susunod—'wag mo akong pakialaman kung saan ako matutulog kung ayaw mong—"

"Are you threatening me, Ross?" I just don't threat! I smirked at his arrogance. But the way he enunciate my name was a bit weird to my ears.

"You haven't seen my darkest, Yzylla." Tumalikod ako sabay tungo sa banyo to wore my old clothes yesterday.

"Then fine! Next time, I will never be a Samaritan to you. But the next time you'd squeeze mine I'll make sure that mouth will pay big time." He said saka ko siya nilingon ulit. Oh really?

"Then let me talk with my gun, next time." I retaliated before I shut this damn door. Kainis! I looked at my right hand—sinner! I couldn't believed I held his f***ing peni*s—and squeezed it. Argg!

***

"You have the best skills, Axiel Ross. Nothing's changed. Good job!" My Muay Thai sparring mate, Jeremy Santiago told me after we finished three rounds and all in favor of me.

Muay Thai was only one of my martial art skills—well, I truly was interested to all of the martial arts in the world. Muay thai, boxing, and jiu jitsu were on the top lists everytime I felt so pissed and blue.

Pity for my combat partner during these days.

Lalo na ngayon.

I headed to my favorite gym in the city right after we arrived and parted. He was the one driving his car back to his company and I dropped myself there since dun ko rin iniwana ng sasakyan ko.

Meron naman akong sariling gym sa bahay but that's restricted. Wala rin akong sparring mate—so I chose to came here.

I handed the poor guy a tissue. "I'm sorry, you're nose is bleeding." Yes he was and he didn't even notice it kung hindi ko pa sinabi. Natawa lang naman siya. I grabbed my car keys. I need to go home and checks some email updates—the others for my curiousity has been sent.

"Until next time, Ax." Jeremy said. I nodded and went out the gym. Somehow, my tension eased. This was really a good divertion instead of lighting cigarette and puffed toxic smoke.

***

Nang makarating ako bahay ay dali-dali kong binasa ang email galing sa investigator ko—I asked an errand to my loyal CIA friend and asked if he could bypass some confidential data of Yzylla Ademar.

Pictures loaded slowly.

Pictures taken with her live-in partner and their late baby daughter. That labeled the pictures attached in the file. Kumunot ang noo ko.

"Sister Faith?" Hindi ako maaaring magkamali. This woman beside him, carrying their child—was sister Faith.

What the hell? I didn't mean to intrude to his personal life but damn it—I felt very curious now like I wanna know every detail! Like I f***in care, huh.

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a/n:

Still open pa rin ang PA-SHOUT OUT VIDEO KO po.. And will be announcing LOAD WINNERS during the video!

-mimi/zecore-