Kabanata 10
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Kabanata 10
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BULLET
A lot of questions has been running inside my head I didn't even know if I could ever have the answer to.
I've been researching but found nothing. I've tried looking on my own but still? After months being Zion's secretary, wala pa rin akong makuhang sagot.
Twila Klein's amber eyes made me question the reality ever since I saw her. The Sandejas Family, for what I've noticed only had black, brown, blue eyes so seeing her faint, bright eyes made me so curious.
But I didn't ask. Being his secretary, it was least of my concern, of course. Why would a secretary ask for the reason why his youngest sister's eyes are amber instead of something else? Why not black? Blue? Brown?
Why amber?
Twinkle is a beautiful kid. I think she resembled her siblings when they were younger. Big, doe-like eyes. Black, slightly curly hair like what Alyx Sandejas had. Her face structure like her father and Zion.
She was—without a doubt a Sandejas, their child but the way her eyes differ from anyone else was striking.
I researched, of course. It was possible for someone to have a completely different eye color than the rest of her family but still...
Pinagmasdan ko si Twinkle na nakaupo sa lapag at naglalaro ng doll house kasama si Sunny at Sky. Ang manika niya ang ate sa laro at mga kapatid niyang maliit ang kay Sunny at kay Sky na napipilitan pang makisali para hindi maiwan.
Twinkle's black hair was now tied in braids with glittered ponytails, courtesy of Zion na pagpasok ay nakipag-away kaagad kay Twinkle at ayon, itinali ang buhok ng kapatid para 'di na magulo.
And now, he was drinking and cooking with Macky on the kitchen's bar counter. They were laughing like regular, best friends. I even saw Macky hissing at my husband when he announced he's married to me.
Marcus even eyed me seriously but nodded after a while when he caught my gaze.
"Isa 'ko barbie," Sunny twirled with a small crown, bulol ang boses.
"I'm agent! Bang! Bang! Bang!" Twinkle exclaimed, lifting her hand for a finger gun.
Sabay silang sumulyap kay Sky na kumurap sa kanila, "why?"
"What ikaw?" Sunny asked.
"Uh..." Sky blinked adorably. "Me?"
"Oo! 'Kaw!" Sunny answered.
"Pwincess Sunny," Twinkle started. "Agent Twinkol Star!" Turo niya sa sarili, "'kaw?"
"Uh...bata," Sky answered.
The two grumbled and whined. I bit my lip to stop my smiles.
"Bibble ikaw!" Sunny grumbled and I listened, confused and couldn't quite comprehend what the three are talking about because of their twisted words and tongue.
Ang dadaldal ng mga bata talaga.
I'm really not fond of kids, I didn't even remember handling or taking care of one except when I became Zion's secretary and Twinkle came into picture.
Madalang pero kapag nasa opisina at naisipan niyang maging burrito kakaikot sa carpet? Ang mataas kong boses kapag makulit siya ang pampakalma niya.
She just won't listen to Zion. It was as if her number one mission was to pissed her brother off everyday that well, inclined to my goal, too.
We wanted to piss Zion off.
But well, Zy was patient. He never once raised his voice to the kid. Papagalitan o pagsasabihan ng malumanay o sa kalmadong boses pero sa kulit ng bulilit na 'to ay impossibleng pakinggan siya.
What Twinkle wanted—from what I've noticed—is someone to properly discipline her. She wanted it when her Mom or Ate Sibyl calls her out from acting like a brat strictly with terror in their voices. Reason maybe why she responds to me.
I was strict when I told her to stand and be quiet the first time we met. She followed like it's nothing, even with a smile on her face.
Twinkle was something else.
Hindi siya nadadaan sa malumanay na usapan. She was strong willed and matured even in her age. Medyo bulol pero matalino. I know she can already play Twinkle Twinkle Little Star in her mini piano.
She says and does what she wants when she wanted it.
It reminds me of me when I leave my company to do a mission my own because they're idiots and dragging me.
I was so lost of staring at nowhere when I heard tiny footsteps running my direction.
"'Te Bullet!" Tumaas ang sulok ng labi ko.
"Yes, darling?" Inabot ko ang pisngi ni twinkle na namumula pa ang pisngi kakatakbo paikot sa bahay.
"Ahhh!" She opened her mouth and confused, I followed. May pinakain siya sa 'kin at napatango ako nang malasahan ang popcorn sa bibig.
"Yum-yum?" She mumbled.
"Yes, yummy," I twirled her hair gently. "Where's Kuya Pangit?"
Tinuro niya ang kitchen, "movie!" She mumbled, "come!"
Hinawakan niya ang kamay ko. Tumayo ako at sumama.
She was so small and tiny, like a porcelain doll. Beautiful but fragile to touch. Her hair was bouncing while she's hopping and dragging me somewhere else and I just followed.
My heart was calm and at peace, watching her small frame and her carefree self, humming.
I'm glad, because she had a great childhood. I wish I had, too. If I did, maybe I wasn't in this fucked up situation. Maybe I was somewhere else, successful and living in peace.
But did I regret being here? Maybe? At times? But honestly, without this, I don't know what I excel at. I'm only good at slitting people's throat and torture them for confessions.
I lived for their terrors and helpless screams.
She whipped her head, startling me when she gave me the sweetest smile.
"Love mo pow, Twinkle?" She mumbled out of nowhere.
I almost stumbled and lost my balance but managed to give a gentle smile. My heart was racing.
"I do," I answered softly. Her smile widened more, beaming at me. Her amber eyes bright and twinkling like her name. The rims around it darkened—turning to almost dark brown as she giggled.
"But...!" Pahabol ko, "it doesn't mean na hahayaan lang kita kahit makulit ka pa rin. Kapag hindi nakinig kay Ate, I will still discipline you. Understand, darling?"
"Opo!" She chirped, "ikaw po? Lang? No pangit?"
I eyed her seriously. She gave me a sweet look. Hinuli ko na at binuhat kaya sumisigaw siyang tumawa habang nasa bisig ko.
"Ikaw talaga..." I tickled her, earning hearty laughters. "Listen to your brother, too, Twila. Pangit na ang Kuya mo, mas papangit 'yon kapag pasaway ka."
Her eyes widened at me.
"Wreally?!" Her tongue twisted her words.
"Oh, yes, darling." I shook my head, "would you like something ugly in the house? Ako, ayoko! Kapag naging monster na ang Kuya Pangit sa stress sa 'yo...ayaw ko katabi! Sa 'yo na lang!"
"Nooo!" She screamed and gave me a terrified look.
Nagkatitigan kaming dalawa, nanlalaki ang mata nang may humawak bigla sa likod namin.
"Boo!"
Twinkle squealed and as if my body has a mind of its own, it was immediately in defensive mode.
I twirled and lifted my free arm for a punch towards the man from behind when my fist was caught mid-air.
"Not so fast, girls," my eyes widened after realizing it was Zion, holding my fist with his other hand while the other one was on Twinkle's palm on his hair.
Oh, the tiny kid was in her defensive mode, too. She almost got away and succeeded pulling Zion's hair. Too bad she was caught, too.
"Zion!" I spat, "bigla ka na lang sumusulpot!"
"Pangit!" Twinkle hissed and tried moving her tiny hand to fist her brother's hair but she couldn't.
"Na-uh, you're talking about me," he shook his head with a silly, handsome smile. "But nice reflexes, my loves."
Unti-unti niyang ibinaba ang ang kamay ko bago pinakawalan si Twinkle.
We both glared at him.
"What?" He chuckled handsomely, his eyes dancing with mirth. "Kawawa sa inyo ang magnanakaw. Hindi pa nakakakuha ng gamit pinatulog n'yo nang dalawa."
Namaywang ako. Twinkle folded her tiny arms.
Zy shot his brow up and folded his arms on his chest to stare at us.
"What did I do? Why are you two glaring at me? Hindi naman kita inagawan ng lumpia, ah?" Baling niya kay Twinkle na umangil.
"I almost killed you! Paano kung vase ang hawak ko at tumama sa ulo mo?!" I hissed at him. His lips tugged more for a smile. "Stop smiling you..." bumaling ako kay Twinkle.
"Twila, cover your ears!" She followed.
Bumaling muli ako kay Zion na nanunuod pa rin sa 'ming dalawa, naaaliw ang ngiti.
"Stop doing that, Zion! And why are you smiling?" He gave me an amused look.
"Concerned, wife? Don't worry, baby. It takes more than that to kill me. But I'm kinda hurt...maybe you can kiss the pain away?" He taunted.
My mouth tightened as my fucking heart raced.
"Y-you idiot!" I said instead.
"Idiot!" Twinkle mumbled.
Sabay kaming natulos ni Twinkle. I eyed her seriously. She blinked and looked away.
"What did you just say, kid?" I asked softly, danger evident in my tone.
She blushed hard and looked away more, still covering her ear.
"Twila..." I called. "Can you hear me?"
She shook her head. My mouth parted.
Just when I was about to call the little kid again when she got snatched away from my arm. I hissed at Zion.
"Chill," he soothed, kissing Twinkle's cheek now clinging on his arm and caught me.
"Chill? No, let me talk to her. It's bad—" he cut me off with his lips. I stilled. He licked my lower lip and tug on it gently before pulling away.
"Hindi naman sinasadya ni Litol Star 'yon, eh. 'Di ba, Twinkle?" Sulyap niya sa kapatid na tumango at sumilip sa pagitan ng daliri niyang nakatakip sa mukha para ata 'di ko siya makita.
"No!" She answered back.
I shot my brow up.
Zion cocked his head to catch Twinkle's gaze, "ganda, what do we say after saying something wrong?"
Twinkle lowered her hands off her face, glanced at Zion for confirmation. Zion winked.
"What do we say after saying something wrong?" He repeated. Twinkle glanced my way and smiled softly.
"Deserved!" she answered proudly.
My shoulders fell. The two burst out laughing loudly.
"Nasaan ang pamalo ko..." I looked around and spotted a broom. Naglakad ako para hablutin 'yon pero bago ko pa maabot ay nakarinig ako ng takbo.
When I whipped my head back, the two are screaming and running for their lives.
"Tulong, Macky-beybe!" Kinalampag ni Zion ang theater room habang si Twinkle ay nakikikatok din habang sumisigaw.
Nasapo ko ang buhok.
I take back my suspicions. It's obvious. Kadugo nga itong dalawa ni Zeijan Sandejas.
We watched a horror-thriller movie. It was new, I think it just got out of theaters. I wasn't so sure how they got a clear copy but well, people find ways.
I noticed Marcus casually sitting on the red couch, his legs crossing while the twins are on the carpet, on the floor with Twinkle.
Sunny was gasping loudly with the jump scares, screaming loudly whenever the killer was on the loose. Sky was quiet, jumping a little but what I've noticed was the way he was covering Sunny's eyes whenever she's scared.
Aww...that's just...sweet.
Nahulog ang tingin ko kay Twinkle. She wasn't showing too much reaction, just watching the movie with her wide eyes and chewing her popcorn soundly. She even looked thrilled with the chase, I can sense the adrenaline on her eyes as it glinted with the movie screen.
She likes watching horror movies, too. I do, too.
Hindi ba 'ko natatakot? Of course, there are unexpected jump scares that would make me flinch a bit but recovered in a matter of seconds but these movies? The terror these films had are nothing compared to the horror I've been witnessing in real life.
Mas maraming halang ang bituka sa totoong buhay. Ang mga halang ang bitukang pang iyon ay ang mga tao makikita mo na may ngiti araw-araw. Ang mga matulungin, ang mga sikat, ang mga may katungkulan. Mga namumuno.
Who knows those people they idolized are just wolves in sheep's clothing?
In the underworld, those famous, politicians and leaders are Gods. They lead drug syndicates. Human trafficking. Organ selling. Sex dungeons. Prostitution.
Though, I was only tasked to foresee drugs and firearms exchange and kill those who'll get in the way, I know how that world works. How dirty it was.
Umalingawngaw ang sigaw sa pandinig ko. Mas nagulat ako pa ako ro'n kaysa sa malakas na sound effects sa speaker.
Iritadong sinulyapan ko si Zion sa tabi ko at malakas na hinampas ang hita niya.
"Ouch, misis!" He grunted.
"Makasigaw ka naman mas malakas pa sa mga bata!" I hissed and touched my ear, "sumabog ear drums ko!"
"I didn't scream!" Agap pa niya kahit huling-huli naman.
Marcus laughed from his seat. Napasulyap tuloy ako.
"Hindi kasi siya takot sa horror, Bullet," he drawled mockingly.
"I don't," agap ni Zy. "Nagulat lang ako kasi si...si Sky kasi ang lakas ng sigaw."
Sky glanced our way and frowned at him, "no!" He hissed. "No scream!"
I frowned at him, "sisisihin mo pa ang bata, eh, mas malakas 'yang tili mo!"
He gave me a confused look, uma-acting pa!
"I didn't! Guni-guni mo lang 'yon! Si Twinkle—" just as he pointed a look at Twinkle and saw her cold gaze, he froze.
I smirked proudly at the little kid.
"May...may sasabi ka, pangit?!" Twinkle hissed, her cold scary eyes watching her brother.
Zy blinked then slowly shook his head at her.
"Nothing," umiling siya sabay sulyap sa 'kin. "I screamed, Tish." He finally confessed and buried his face on my shoulder instead.
Marcus' laughter filled the room. Even Sunny and Sky giggled. Nagkatinginan kami ni Twinkle at nag-ngitian.
"High-five, darling," I said in a low voice, smiling widely when she jumped and gave me a high-five.
"Meanies," Zion growled on my skin as he buried his face more on my neck. Tumaas lang ang sulok ng labi ko.
It was more fun watching the look on the kids and Zion's face than the actual movie. The killing wasn't even realistic anymore and the screams of the actors are meh. Heard better screams from assholes when I stab them real time.
Si Twinkle ay naubos lang ang popcorn kakanuod at kung sisigaw ang mga pamangkin ay napapansin kong tahimik lang siya at ngumingiti para mang-asar.
She really was something else. I can't help but feel proud of her.
Talong-talo ang kuya niyang pangit na kung makakapit sa akin, akala mo siya mismo ang inaalay sa killer sa palabas. All the time, he was either, peeking on his fingers or whispering nonsense words on my ear to hide the fact he's scared.
Bumigat ang ulo niya sa balikat ko. I stilled and reached for his jaw to rearrange his head for him not to fall.
This idiot. Ang lakas ng loob tutukan ako ng kutsilyo pero takot naman pala sa multo!
I focused at the movie again and got pissed with the nonsense decisions the characters did.
What made the movie depressing was the fact that an innocent puppy was fucking killed. Did the innocent dog do anything?! I don't care if the careless and disrespectful owner died but an innocent child?!
Suddenly, the image of my babies came into my head and how they smashed them when they did nothing wrong!
A sudden tug on my dress skirt made me stop from clenching my jaw. Nahulog ang tingin ko sa may paahan ko at napaawang ang labi nang masalubong ang tingin ni Twinkle.
Her eyes are teary at mabilis akong lumayo kay Zion para abutin siya. Zy jumped, nakatulog na sa may leeg ko sa pag-galaw ko.
"W-what?" He asked lowly, confused when his head fell.
I didn't answer and instead took Twinkle, "what's the matter, sweetie?" I whispered.
"Dog..." she sniffed, "dog...dead..."
She cried and I was never this quick to lift her up against me, making her straddle on my leg as she sobbed on my neck.
"Shh..." I hushed and kissed her hair, "the dog is okay, Twinkle. It's just a movie." I consoled.
"What happened?" ani Macky na napatayo rin para sumilip. The twins stared at us gently and concerned.
"The dog," ani Zy at tumitig sa screen. "Walang-hiyang killer 'yan pinatay ang aso?!"
"Yesh!" Twinkle hissed under her breath and cried more, peeking at Zion from my neck.
Zy glanced at Macky and said something in a low voice and when Macky nodded his head and took the remote, muli siyang bumaling sa amin ni Twinkle.
"Tsk!" He shook his head and stood, "come on, princess. Tuturuan natin ng leksyon ang killer na 'yan!"
From straddling me, her tiny body shifted. Nagpakarga siya kay Zy at may inabot sa kanya ang kuya na suklay bago sila pumunta sa may screen.
"Saan ang killer na 'yan?!" Zy retorted as scenes are being rewind on the screen until the killer was there.
"Bad!" Twinkle hissed and pointed the killer.
"Ikaw, ha! Bakit mo pinapatay ang aso ng prinsesa ko?!" Zion then smacked the screen. Twinkle followed and smacked the screen too with her comb.
"Bad! Bad!" She hissed loudly while they're continuously smacking the screen. May sinabi si Macky sa kambal at 'di ko na napigilan ang pagkagat ng labi para pigilan ang ngiti nang gumaya rin ang kambal sa ginagawa ng dalawa.
My heart softened when I saw how Twinkle stopped crying, her sadness was replaced with excitement as she smack the screen.
I heard a chuckle beside me and when I glanced at Macky, he smiled and lowered the remote.
"Welcome to the family, Bullet," he offered his hand.
Hindi na mapaghiwalay ang dalawa pagkatapos no'n. I helped Marcus take the foods from the theater room and asked the housekeepers where the guest room was.
"Ay, Ma'am, doon po ang kwarto ni Sir Zion." She pointed the room in the right side.
"Ah, no," I shook my head. "I'll be in the guest room—"
"Ay, sorry po, hindi po ba kayo magtatabi ng asawa n'yo?"
My eyes widened with her question.
Asawa...he told them?
"Ah...well..." tumikhim ako, "marami kasi akong gamit and I was planning to use the room for storage."
Luckily, she lets go of it. Nagtungo ako sa guest room at napabuntong-hininga nang makitang naroon ang gamit ko.
Mabuti na lang.
I took a quick shower and changed into a night clothes, spaghetti strap top and shorts. I walked outside my room after to check drink some water when I saw Zion entering the other room near his.
On his arms was the sleeping kid and I silently followed them, peeking a little from the gaps of the door.
He was tucking his sister on the bed, his fingers brushing her black hair softly. When Twinkle stirred a little, he patted her arms and whispered something.
Right now, I couldn't see him as the dangerous man everyone in the underworld knew. Not the funny man I always see but a soft, gentle one. Kind and father material.
Father material.
I almost snickered. Our eyes met. I stiffened.
Just when I was about to take a step back from the room, he was quick to open the gap and met my gaze entirely.
His eyes burned on mine. I cleared my throat.
"I was just checking," I answered. "Is she asleep?"
Hindi siya sumagot kaagad. His eyes fell on my entirety before he even nodded.
"Come in," Umatras siya at inilahad sa akin ang kwarto.
I entered and got inside the room, my eyes feasting on the bright pink and pastel colors.
"You made this for her?" Sinulyapan ko siya na nakasunod lang sa 'kin.
He nodded.
The room was large and spacious. Bukod sa princess bed ay may closet din sa gilid at play room sa isang parte na may mga slides at laruan.
I walked towards the play room and checked the toy guns, noticing the designs. Pink and with glitters. When I tried shooting, bubbles came out. Like her toys earlier.
I smirked.
"She really likes guns, huh?" I mumbled, playing the gun with my fingers.
"She wanted to be an agent when she grows up," bumaling ako kay Zion na nakaupo na sa upuan sa tabi ni Twinkle. "Don't know if I'll be proud or scared."
I understand.
Hinila ko ang isang upuan at tumabi sa kanya, pinagmamasdan si Twinkle.
"You should be proud. Gagaya siya sa 'yo, you're doing good in the world," I mumbled. "You're fighting against drugs..." sumulyap ako sa kanya.
I sighed, "unlike me...kaya you should be proud."
Hindi siya umimik kaagad, nanatiling nakatitig kaya nag-iwas ako ng tingin at pinagmasdan na lang si Twinkle.
It was obvious the little girl has a foreign blood. Her defined bone and face structure. Her small, pointed nose and reddish lips. If you look at her, you can say she has a Brazilian-Italian descent.
Her amber eyes reminded me of royalties in Italy. I met some of them from my last mission.
Giovanni, from House of Kastrioti, if I remember it right. A duke from a house in Italy. Kaya malakas ang loob ni Wyatt Senior. May kapit sa gobyerno, local man o sa ibang bansa.
I'm sure DEA didn't even know about it.
"Do you like what you do?" That stopped me from thinking.
"What?"
He rested his back on his seat, dimming the lights inside the room for Twinkle.
"What you do, Scythe." His voice was now serious and hard.
It made my chest heavy. I shrugged.
"Been doing this for what? Years?" I chuckled, "it's a routine, Reaper. Ang hirap na umalis sa nakasanayan."
"But do you like it?" He asked.
Natahimik ako.
Do I like it?
"Was it important?" I shrugged.
Hindi siya sumagot. I can feel his gaze burning a hole on my skin that it made me shiver. I sighed and touched my hair.
"I don't know if I like it, honestly. I just do this. Because this is my job, Zion. This is my purpose." I mumbled, "as if I have a choice. If I won't work? There's a hell lot to pay."
"Like?"
This man is ridiculous for even asking me that.
"Torture, Reaper," I glanced his way, "don't you do shit like that in DEA?"
When his expression hardened, I got my answer.
"Good for you, then," I huffed a breath, watching his face in the silhouettes from the lampshade. "In our agency, if you fucked up, you die. In my case, I was lucky because I'm their ace. They will only torture me, slap me, burn me..." I flinched a little when the memory of a cigarette burning my back filled my head.
"Sometimes they take men to try and assault me, touch me," I let out a small chuckle. "But they're assholes to think I can't kill them? I just slit two men's throat last time."
His eyes remained dark and seething. His jaw clenching and I wanted to reach for it, to touch it to soften. To just smile...to make me feel better.
"But hey...at least, they didn't kill me," I smiled blandly.
"Names?" He asked.
My heart stilled as I flashed a slutty smile, "why, mister, you're gonna kill them for me?"
His face hardened.
"Slit their throat and kill them for hurting me?" I smirked. He didn't let an emotion out, stopping me.
He's serious. This isn't good.
"It's late, hun. I'll sleep." Tumayo ako para makatakas pero hindi pa ako nakakadalawang hakbang ay nahila na niya ako pabalik.
A loud gasp left my lips when I fell on his lap. My back against my chest as he wrapped his arm on my waist, pulling me closer to him.
"Name?" He whispered.
I sighed loudly, "Zion, it's nothing," I sighed. "It's part of discipline—"
"Discipline doesn't involve torture, Scythe," his arm tightened on my body.
"There are different kinds of discipline, Zy. I'm lucky enough because that's just it. Better than before where I was caged and starved." I hissed under my breath, "so, let me go. We have a mission and this shouldn't concern you—"
"If I hit and starve Twinkle for discipline, would you like it?" He whispered with danger.
Ice cold ran through my veins. My blood pulsed. I shifted my body and met with his gaze angrily.
"Don't you fucking dare..." I spat. "If you touch and hurt her, even the tip of her hair...I will fucking gut you, Reaper."
The side of his lips rose, "I'm just disciplining her,"
"That wasn't discipline—" I stopped mid-sentence when his brow shot up and I realized what he meant.
Nag-iwas ako ng tingin, iritado. Mas yumakap siya sa baywang ko at pinaraanan ng halik ang batok ko.
"The name, Tish," he whispered sensually on my skin.
"No—"
His removed a part of my hair from behind and hushed me biting my skin, "no buts, wife. I want the names."
I breathed loudly, heavily. Mas naramdaman ko ang lamig ng aircon dahil sa pagtaas ng buhok sa batok ko sa senswal niyang halik.
He squeezed my exposed leg.
"You have burns," he kissed my spine, "you covered it with tattoos..."
Bumilis ang paghinga ko at umawang ang labi sa lamyos ng halik niya. It was as if he was taking the pain away just by merely kissing my scars.
"What," I gasped, "wasn't it sexy?"
"The tattoos are," he licked my skin, "but the reason why you covered your back with it wasn't. Name, Bevurleigh," he demanded with danger in his voice.
"Those are Wyatt's men, Zion. You can't kill them, we need to start slowly. If you target them, Wyatt will know. I can't touch them—"
"You can't, but I will, Mrs. Sandejas," he drawled. "No one touches my wife and gets away with it."
"But—" he caught my chin and pulled my face closer to his.
"Names, hun," he demanded and licked my lower lip.
I'm a lost case already. I found myself running after his lips and murmuring names with his every touch.
"Bernard, Wyatt's right hand man," I hissed under my breath. "The fucker destroyed my bikes, I want a piece of him, first."
"As you wish, wife." He mumbled, "Now, open," I spread my legs, he touched me even with my soaked panties in between us, making me whimper.
"Shh," he swallowed my moans by kissing me hard. "Quiet."
I purred in between kisses, rocking myself in between his caress.
I confessed the names of those I remembered, not thinking much about it for I'm succumbing to the death's temptation. I was grinding on his palm, gasping on his lips and kissing him soundlessly.
"You're wet," he bit my earlobe, "is that for me?"
"Hmm..." I hummed, "will you kill those men for me, mister?"
Tumaas ang kilay niya at kumislap ang mga mata, "don't tell me the thought of me killing turns you on?"
My eyes brightened, "maybe? I don't know. Maybe my cunt's wet knowing you'll kill for my name."
He chuckled lowly, "uh-huh. No one will get to touch you with their filthy hands. You're mine, Scythe. No one hurts you while you're mine," he finger slipped on my underwear, rubbing my sensitive clit.
"Don't worry, baby," I tapped his nose, "I hope you'll get hard, too, when I tell you I will kill for your name..."
"You love me now?" He playfully indulged, still rubbing my wet cunt. "Do you know you're my first love?"
"Asshole. Love's bullshit, that's lust," I playfully answered back, "I'm just quite possessive, Reaper. No one will get to touch you but me, too. They can't kill you...because I will."
He laughed. We both stilled when we heard a movement kaya sabay kaming bumaling sa kama at nakita ang pag-ikot ni Twinkle.
"Shit..." I cursed, "is she awake?"
We watched as Twinkle snored. We both sighed. Hinampas ko siya.
"Ikaw kasi!" I hissed loudly.
"What did I do?" He blinked at me innocently but before I could say another word, he was retrieving his finger from my pussy and licking it clean.
"Fuck..." I cursed.
He cocked a brow and gave me a quick kiss after, "sleep with one eye open tonight, wife. I might be in the mood to put a knife on your throat." He grinned and stood with me.
Binuhat pa niya ako bago inayos ang shorts ko.
I hissed at him.
Bitin!
"What's with the whiny look, hmm? Tish?" He teased.
"Watch your sleep, too, I might be in the mood to shoot your head while sleeping." I groaned and brushed my hair, fixing the strap of my top.
I caught him checking me out. His eyes stayed on my chest and my hard nipples peeking from my clothes. I saw him swallowing and I waited for him to attack me, for his patience to snap and fuck the hell out of me.
But he didn't.
We glared at each other for a few moments and when no one dared to surrender and get lost, I kicked him in the shin. He growled and glared at me.
"What was that?"
I pointed my eye and his, "I'm watching you, Zion. Don't just touch Wyatt's men, you don't know what he could do if he found out we're planning against him." Sumeryoso ako nang mawala ang ngiti sa mukha niya.
I took a step closer and faced him, serious with my warning.
"I'm serious, Zy. He's something...you might not expect. I'm sure you knew Wyatt, the son. If he's bad for you, his father was devious." He lifted his palm and put a strand of my hair behind my ear.
"I know...we killed him." Namilog ang mata ko at napatitig sa kanya.
"You did?"
"He touched my family, traumatized Zirena and Sibyl. No one touches my family and gets away with it," he said darkly. "He was gone, right?"
I nodded.
"I disposed his body, Scythe. Skinned him and chopped his parts," he smiled with darkness luring on the depths of his ocean blue eyes. "Silly how it sounded but I couldn't remember much but remnants of it but I'm sure I never had much fun in my life when I did that."
My mouth parted, "is that why he's targeting you? The agency?"
"He wanted to take us down, honey," he touched my cheek, "and don't worry, if you're concerned I'll get hurt or lose something...there's nothing much to lose, Tish. I lost something important a long time ago."
My heart ached in confusion, my stomach churning. The emotion on his blue eyes reflecting on mine.
Longing. Hopeless. Lost.
"What is it?" I whispered.
He stared deeply at me and shook his head, "I don't know. I lost my memories, baby. I can't remember."
My heart raced, hearing the painful thump inside my chest.
Nanatili akong nakatitig sa kanya, 'di alam ang sasabihin. Hindi alam ang dapat gawin.
Will I hug him? Comfort him? Tell him it'll be alright or...
"Don't think too much, you can't kill me if you're exhausted," he smirked and kissed my head.
"Zy..."
"Sleep inside my room, hindi pa ayos ang aircon sa guest room." He slapped my ass and winked.
He went to talk to Macky so I followed his instruction. Kumuha ako ng ilang gamit sa maiinit na guest room bago pumasok sa kwarto ni Zion.
It was massive, with glass walls overlooking the pool below. He has a large bathroom, kasing laki na ng kwarto ko at may jacuzzi. It smelled just like him.
Gray and black dominated the furnitures of his room, with a bookshelf and a large mirror beside it. I even saw his office table and chair beside his glass window with his laptop and some documents from the office.
Ibinaba ko ang unan ko sa kama niya at naglakad patungo sa bookshelf, I brushed my fingers against the spine and read a few lines from the books.
Just some boring books, I guess. I don't really read much so I'm not that knowledgeable with literature.
As if I finished college. I don't think I did.
I saw an old business book in the far side of the shelf. Inabot ko iyon bago naglakad papunta sa salamin. My eyes are itchy and tired. Ibinaba ko ang libro sa gilid ng lamesa.
I reached for my small pouch, took the container and opened it.
I removed my contacts and put it in the solution before squinting my eyes shut.
Fuck it. I should just wear damn glasses!
When I opened my eyes, I got a bit dizzy. Napahawak ako sa gilid ng dresser at napasinghap sa pagtama ng libro sa paa ko
"Damn it!" I saw the reflection of my face and my annoyed eyes in the mirror before I lowered my body to take the book.
Inangat ko iyon at pinatong sa dresser ng may nahulog mula sa pahina. I frowned and took it.
Picture?
I flipped the photo to see what's in there and my throat dried up when I saw who was there.
It was Zion, wearing a white shirt and coat, his hair still short and clean-cut and he's hugging a woman in a white short dress from behind. They were smiling, behind them was a small chapel and my heart raced as I stare at the unfamiliar woman, her black eyes staring back at me.
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