The Princess-Queen [Wainwright Series 3] [R-18]

PRINCESS 34: Fucked Up

KIMORA

Two days have passed and I am very happy. I never miss a time teasing Caliber about our wedding.

"So, kumusta ang paghabol sa singsing?" Pangangasar ko rito habang nakahiga pa kami sa kama at nakataklob ang kumot sa aming dalawa. "Cal?" I snicker and he roll his eyeballs.

"Kimora, tama na!" He's voice went lower as if he is asking for the ground to open up for him. "Huwag mo naman na ipaalala sa akin iyon."

I giggle and reach for his cheeks. "I'm sorry, honey... but I can't. I love how clumsy and clammy you were back then. Hahahaha!" I receive another groaned response so I kiss him to feel better.

"I love you, Cal! Even your clumsiness!"

"God, woman, you are going to pay for this!" The bed blanket rustle by his aggressive movement. He starts to attack me with tickles, touching me at every part where it is possible to trigger.

"Ah!—Cal! Hahahaha!—Ah! Tama na! Hahahaha!" Hindi pa rin ito tumigil at sumasabay din siya sa pagtawa ko. Grabe! Umagang umaga ganitong energy na binibigay niya. Jusko! Paano pa kaya kapag may anak na kami?

I can picture it already. We're a happy family.

"Mora?" Tawag nito sa akin at hinahalikan niya ang buhok ko. Hinihingal na ako sa katatawa pero tinanguan ko pa rin siya. "I'm excited to picture us as a complete family."

I twist my body to face him and kiss him softly on the lips. "I'm excited too. So much."

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PRINSTON

Okay. I admit that I fucked up. Big time.

First, my frustration. I got a hold of my gun to cool myself down when everything at our discussion are stressing me. However, I was misunderstood by my action. Akala ni Khanarie gusto kong makasakit ng iba dahil sa paglabas ko ng baril, pero ang totoo ay pangpakalma ko iyon tuwing hindi na maproseso ng isip ko ang mga nangyayari sa paligid ko. Tapos iyon lang din ang pinakamalapit na gamit na mahahawakan ko noong mga oras na iyon.

Second, I went below the belt on Paris. The dude is almost dying and my death message to him was our past, when Khana used herself as his shield. His state at the headquarters were similar from before. Lastly, hindi ako maka-move on. Ang hirap na bitawan ang lahat ng importante sa buhay mo.

Paano ka makakalimot ng nararamdaman kung ang nakakasama mo ay kamukha ng taong mahal mo?

Pumasok ako sa isang bar dito sa bayan tapos pinagmasdan muna ang paligid ko. I sigh and walk straight up to the bar counter. I need to relish my energy.

"Rum. Two bottles." I ordered. Tumango ang bartender sa akin tapos kinuhanan ng alak.

Man! What a boring day. There's nothing else to do but help our townspeople checking the quality of the imported goods from different countries. Kung sana may makikilala ako roon na makatutulong sa pag-move on ko! Magpapasalamat ako kay Khana!

Isang malaking baso at dalawang bote ang tumapat sa akin. Ako na nagsalin ng alak sa sarili kong baso saka ninamnam ito. The taste is bland. It is not strong at all.

"Paris, you liar," I mutter to myself and added more to my cup. I down every pour of rum from my cup. Still no effect. Still could not hallucinate or divert my attention at. I wasted my time here at the bar.

On my second take on the second bottle I feel the danger. "This looks fun."

Napaayos ako ng upo at tama ang hinala ko. Napagitnaan ako ng dalawang kalaban namin. Isang babae at isang lalaki. I took a quick glance at them and smirk. What a joke. Too predictable. Akmang gagawa na ako ng galaw nang may humarang sa peripheral vision ko sa lalaki.