Aihnah's POV "Yes, I am an Agent. I am a secret agent. At kung kukwestyonin mo ang pagpatay ko sa tao, aba! Kukwestyonin ko din ang pangingialam sa buhay ko." Mataray na sabi ko kay Chlyde. Oo, alam na nya. "Why do kill innocent people?" Walang reaksyon na sabi nya pa din. "Ha! Ha!" Sarkastiko kong tawa. "Inosente ba kamo? Inosente ba ang pumatay ng taong nananahimik? Inosente ba ang mga tao sa sindikato? Inosente ba ang mga druglord? Inosente ba ang mga walang awang pumatay sa kapatid ko!?" Galit na sigaw ko kay Chlyde. Kitang kita ko kung pano sya nagulat pero hindi niya iyon pinahalata. "Kung inosente ang tawag mo don, putangina mag sama sama kayo!" Sabi ko pa. I can see guilt in his eyes. "Di ko kailangan ng awa, ng konsensya at ng pesteng paghingi ng tawad nyo. Kasi ang kailangan ko hustisya. Hustisya para sa kapatid ko." Pinipigilan kong umiyak. Ayokong makita niya na mahina ako. "Bakit ka napatay?" Casual na savi niya. "Chlyde, hindi ako napatay dahil nabobored ako. Hindi ako napatay kasi trip trip lang. Di ako napatay kasi hindi ko trip ugali niya. Hindi ako napatay dahil ayoko sa kanya. Hindi ako napatay para sa sariling interes ko lang. Chlyde, napatay ako kasi may nangangailangan ng hustisya. Kasi may mali siyang nagawa na kulang pa na ilagay lang siya sa likod ng mga rehas. Pinatay ko sila kasi pumatay din sila." Natatawang paliwanag ko. Napangisi naman ang gag*. Tss. "What are you then?" Tanong niya. Nginisian ko sya at tumalikod na. Humakbabg ako ng dalawa bago magsalita. "I repeat once again, Chlyde. I am a secret agent." Sabi ko at tuluyang umalis sa lugar na iyon. All rights reserved. Plagiarism is a crime! Please Vote! And please follow my watty acc! Love lots guys! <3 :)

Drive is racing to Prime Video! Coming out soon as a movie. He's an arrogant race car driver with an attitude. She's a stubborn tire mechanic out to prove herself in a man's world. When sparks fly, will their passion make it to the finish line? ***** Dante Annunziata's arrogant personality and Italian racing legacy are the reason he's a Formula World racing champion. His pit mechanic, Savannah Jenkins is no pushover herself. This headstrong southern belle has ambitions to take her father's auto business to a whole new level. When the paparazzi stage Dante and Savannah in a pre-kiss pose, they're forced to fake a relationship to keep their jobs. But as engines rev and the season heats up, the contrived couple's hearts start racing for all the wrong reasons. Will Dante and Savannah let love take the wheel, or will their butting heads cause them to crash and burn? Original Edition: [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

Titus Morgan had only three important things in his life. His friends, his mother and the wealth that he was trying so hard to own. Worried by his friend's welfare, pressured by his father's constant reminder of the well-being of his mother and not to mention the dispute between him and his arrogant half-brother...he had a lot of things in his mind, a lot of plans and a lot of anger, he has no time for distraction like seeing his ex-girlfriend again after five long fucking years. Titus knew that he should stay away from his ex. Why? Because he had a mission, darn it! But he just couldn't help himself. Five years later, he was still smitten with her, he still want to hold her, kiss her, touch her and fuck her. And no one can stop him. No one. But things don't usually go according to what he wants, Titus knows that from experience. So when things started to go south with his ex, he knew he's in trouble. And it's the kind of trouble he wanted to avoid, especially now that he had important things to do than cuddle with her. But even though his mind is shouting at him to move and do what he needs to do, his body won't let him. It wanted to stay rooted with the woman he hated and he wants more of her. And that 'more' includes hugs, kisses, emotions and a lot and lots of sex. CECELIB | C.C. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT | R-18 COMPLETED