Safe In Danger's Arms

Eleven

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It was a whole ten minutes of awkward silence until he finally stopped driving. 

I solemnly swear that I didn't even steal a glance at him while he was behind the wheel of his car.  

Mas lalo lamang namawis ang aking kamay nang tuluyan ng makapag parking ang kasama ko.

I closed my eyes for a moment. 

Seriously, Riyue? You? Dishwasher?

"We're here," aniya sa mababang tono. Tumango lamang ako at nagsimulang alisin ang seat belt.

The car he's driving surely isn't the one I damaged. Could it be another one of his possessions? Given that he's filthy rich, it's quite likely.

Ngayon ko lamang napagtanto na padalos-dalos ang desisyon kong ito. Paano na lamang kung maltratuhin ako ng taong ito? Paano na lang kung gutumin ako? 

I shook my head. 

Damn, should I register myself under kasambahay desk?

Damn. Just damn.

So, this is what it's like to be walking a tightrope, huh?

Well, he appears to be a decent guy, and I'm confident in my ability to safeguard myself regardless.

Nevertheless, I should feel grateful for this kind of stay-in job.

Bumaba na kami mula sa kaniyang sasakyan at deretso niyang binuksan ang back seat para kuhanin ang aking mga pinamili.

That alarmed me. "Ako na," pagpepresenta ko nang makitang bitbit na niya ang mga ito.

But as annoying as he is, he said, "You're too thin to even lift one of these,"

Hindi ako makapaniwalang sinundan ang tingin ng pagtalikod niya bitbit ang mga shopping bags.

I followed him with irritation evident in my demeanor.

So, this thin lady just saved your ass from getting beaten last time!

Napapikit na lamang ako sa inis. 

Patience is a virtue, Yue.

Napalibot na lamang ang tingin ko nang makapasok kami. It is a very fancy condominium. 

Ang tao lamang sa first floor ay ang mga nasa front desk at ang security guard. 

I was busy roaming my eyes with the interior designs when I suddenly bumped into someone's back—none other than Danger's.

Nakarating na pala kami sa tapat ng elevator.

"Sorry," I apologized. Tamad lamang ako nitong tinapunan ng tingin.

Hindi ko tuloy maiwasang hindi ito tignan mula ulo hanggang paa dahil nagmistulan itong body guard na bitbit ang pinamili ng kaniyang amo.

Agad namang nagbukas ang elevator at tahimik kaming pumasok dito. 

Bagot akong napahawak sa laylayan ng buhok kong nakatali habang nakatingin sa salamin ng elevator. 

He, on the other hand, pressed for the 6th floor.

Now, I must endure another moment of silence. It's making me feel really really awkward. Siguro ay sa dahil nasanay ako na ako ang tahimik sa isang grupo.

I dislike the necessity of having to initiate a conversation, right now.

"Uhm, " I started but immediately halted when I realized I didn't know how should I address him.