Treacherous Battle (Salvaje Caballero Series 2)

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Kazee's POV

Wala na akong nagawa nang tuluyang umalis si Dhelia at iniwan ako sa harap ng pinto ng unit.

I bit my lip and remained standing. I can still back out though. I don't think I can be his maid. Like really? Me doing the dishes? Cooking? I don't think so!

Tama! Let's just find another way. Madami namang pwedeng puntahan. I turned my back and started to walk away when I felt the door opened. I stopped when it was followed by a harsh and sharp baritone voice.

"Where are you going?"

Napabuga ako ng hangin bago lumingon. Pares ng madilim na mata ang sumalubong sa akin. There stood a tanned masculine man, wearing a simple white shirt and black shorts. With thick eyebrows, pointed nose, and hard jawline. I was left speechless.

"Ang gwapo." I whispered.

Parang natauhan naman ako nang sumilay isang nakakalokong ngiti. 

"Alam ko." Mayabang niyang sambit.

Nagkibit nalang ako ng balikat at akmang tatalikod nang nagsalita nanaman ang binata. "Are you my maid?"

I scoffed. "No." My lips trembled, trying to suppress my boiling blood. I felt so insulted and honestly I don't want to be a maid! Kahit ganyan kaguwapo ang amo ko!

"I think you are. Come in." Itinuro niya ang pinto gamit ang kanyang mata. And I felt so humiliated!

Ngumiti ako nang pilit at pumasok na lang sa condo niya. Agad na namangha ang mata ko nang bumungad sa akin ang modernong disenyo. Walls are painted with gray and white, that it looked so manly. Just like the owner. I smirked.

"Your unit is quite big." Puna ko. 

He tailed me as I roamed around his unit. Nanatiling nakangisi at tila tuwang tuwa sa pagiging pakealamera ko.

"Care to introduce yourself first?" He chuckled. Agad na kumunot ang noo ko. Ang saya naten a?

Ngayong natitigan ko siya nang malapitan, ang gwapo niya. He have this tanned skin and dark but playful aura. My mind changed in a second. Who says I don't want to be his maid? I laughed evily on my mind. Mag eenjoy ako neto. I have a hot and handsome sir.

"Kazee." maikling sambit ko. He cocked his eyebrow. "Where's my room?" tanong ko.

His jaw dropped as if not expecting what I just asked. "You're bossy. How old are you?"

"I'm 18, you?" Tanong ko.

Naiiling siyang tumawa. "I'm 21, just so you know."