Prince's Downfall(Inc Chaps)

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✏️As requested, really last chapter and to be continued this December. Wala ng hirit po ha. Hahaha. Bye na talaga. 😘

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Paul Shalem

Hell!

I can’t imagine myself carrying bags like these. I have pink ‘My Little Pony’ trolley and a blue ‘Superman’ trolley. Fuck! Zayn ang Paige are just preschoolers and not high school students of Harvard. Bakit naman ang laki ng bag ng mga batang ito at may gulong pa? They’re quite heavy and I have to endure this just to pay my mess.

Stupid fucker! I cursed myself.

Tatanga-tanga kasi ako. Nakita ko tuloy kanina sa mukha ni Nissy ang saya nang makita akong hindi magkandaugaga sa mga bitbit ko.

I also have nanny bag, lunch boxes, spare shirts, and spare undies.

Lintik na. Kapag tumae ang dalawang iyon ay paano ang gagawin ko? They don’t know how to wash their butt holes. Si Nissy ang naglilinis ng pwet ng kambal kapag nagbabanyo.

I mentally prayed. I hope they’ll not poop today. Sana bukas na lang sila tumae o kaya sa makalawa kapag hindi na ako ang yaya nila.

“Careful, careful.” I reminded Zayn when he hopped out of my gray Zenvo TS1 GT.

I noticed that all eyes are on my car or maybe on me. Pinaghirapan kong makuha ang kotse ko dahil limited lang ang sasakyan na ito. I chose the best car that suits my personality and this was the one which captured my heart.

“Papa, help me please. I want you to terry me.” Tumalon-talon si Paige sa upuan kaya halos mapakamot ako sa ulo.

Mapapanot yata ako. I salute Zed for being the best Dad to these kids. Paano niya kaya ito nagagawa?

Hindi ako makakilos. Paano ko ba kakargahin ang prinsesa ko? May trolley bags akong nakasabit sa mga balikat and I have Donatella’s bag, too.

Damn it!

I’m too gorgeous for this! I drive a 1.8M Dollar car, I wore branded clothes and has diamond piercing on my nose, I’m tall, has nice body built, has bulging manhood but fuck! I am sweating at this early. Pinagpapawisan ako dahil sa trabaho ko ngayon.

“Come on.” Pilit kong sabi saka ko kinarga si Paige.

Zayn is just looking at us and looked at his bag.

“Papa, I can carry my bad. I’ll push it.” He said, maybe felt a little compassion for his handsome ‘Papa’.

“No, no.” gatla ang pawis ko sa noo pero hindi ko siya papagtutulakin ng trolley. He’s still small for his bag.

Papagalitan ko ang teacher nila dahil bakit ang lalaki ng mga bags nila. Pwede naman na isang notebook lang ang dala. Ako nga noon sign pen lang at sigarilyo ang nasa bulsa pero Suma Cum laude ako—suma cum laude sa katarantaduhan.

“Papa can handle these things. Go on, walk buddy.” Utos ko kay Zayn saka ko inginuso ang hallway.

“Papa, why is everybody looting at you, too?” hinimas ni Paige ang panga ko at pinunas ang pawis ko sa sentido.

“They also loot at Daddy when he’s the one fetthing us.” fetching.

I chuckled. “We’re twins, right? We have the same faces and built. We are truly the same. They find us appealing and sexy.” I told her, not minding how stupid I look with all these things dangling around me.