Into You (Lausingco Series #8)

Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight

I was watching Mr. President as he pour some whiskey on the two goblet. Inabot nya sa akin iyong isa at ngumiti.

Tinanggap ko iyon at sumimsim. Kakatapos lang naman mag usap and for the final touches, he offered me some whiskey na tinanggap ko naman.

"I didn't know you were capable of punching my son's face."

"I told you, Sir. I care about my job."

"You were just like your Father."

Kumibit balikat ako. It is such a compliment when people around me says that I am like my Father. Heck, it is Elvis Lausingco for godness sake. The fucker Elvis.

Bumukas ang double doors at dire diretsong pumsok si Vini. He stopped when he saw me. Tinaas ko ang goblet at ngumisi sa kanya. May bandage sya sa ilong nya.

Pero hindi sya nagpatalo at ngumisi din.

"Oh, Well, Hi there, Emerald." He licked his lips. "Missed me?"

I composed myself. "I'm here for the interview, anyway."

"Right. But did you see what you've done in my nose? I can't even feel it."

Tumayo ako at lumapit sa kanya. He shifted on his weight and stared at me.

"Is this the part were I should say my sorry?"

Pinasadahan ng tingin ni Vini ang kabuuan ko. Umayos ako ng tayo.

"Mr. President, can we start the interview?"

"Yes, sa library nalang kayo. I already asked them to arranged it."

"I have my camera mans."

"Eve already contacted them. Shall we, Miss Lausingco?" Vini said and offered me his arm.

Tinaasan ko sya ng kilay at umismid bago naunang lumabas. Tinanguhan ako noong Eve at giniya sa library. Kasunod ko ang mag ama.

"Emsi!" Toper waved his hand. Katabi nya si Jet noong mabuksan ng dalawang PSG ang isa pang double doors.

Lumapit ako sa kanilang dalawa para itanong kung ayos lang ba ang itsura ko.

"Hubadin mo tong coat mo. Ang init init." Si Jet na hinila ang black coat ko.

"Di mo ramdam iyong aircon?"

"Meron ba?" Si Toper na bumulong sa akin.

Hinubad ko iyong black coat ko leaving me with my white tank top tucked in my black slacks. Kinuha ni Toper iyon at nilapag sa gilid bago inabot sa akin ang mga lapel.

"Good Morning po, Sir President!" Sabay nilang sabi ni Jet na may pagtungo pa.

"Good Morning din. Ayos na ba ang lahat?"

"Ayos na po, Sir President." Mabilis na sagot ni Jet.

Prenteng umupo si Vini sa isang sofa doon. Hindi ko lang maiwasang matawa kapag nakikita ko ang bandage sa ilong nya. Mukha syang tanga.

"Sir Vini, ipapadala ko nalang ang coffe nyo." Eve said.

"It's okay. Mamaya nalang." Napangiwi sya sa pagsasalita at humawak sa ilong nya.

"We'll leave you guys. Good luck on the interview." Hinarap ng presidente ang anak. "Don't do monkey business."

I nodded at the president and fixed my lapel over my neckline. Pagharap ko sa pwesto ni Vini, bahagyang nakatagilid ang ulo nya habang nakatitig sa bawat kilos ko. All of the sudden, I feel awkward with his fucking stares.