Pleasure BOOK #1 : A M B E R✔️

Chapter 6

                                                                       A M B E R

     Pagkatapos kong makatulog kagabi ng puno ang tiyan, nagising ako ng afternoon sun ng Tokyo na ang sinag ay pumapasok sa bintana ko. Tumayo ako para dumungaw sa bintana, at muling pagmasdan ang ganda ng tokyo. Hindi pa rin ito nagbabago. The surroundings and the colors of the penthouse had changed, but not that. Ganoon din ang magandang sky line ng city na talaga namang mahal na mahal ko.

Nakangiti akong humugot ng hininga bago pumunta sa pintuan ko't silipin ang pintuan ni Simoun. Hanggang kailan ba sya matutulog?

Pumasok ulit ako sa loob para magpalit ng damit, yung mas appropriate like slim-fitted jeans and silk blouse. Inayos ko din ang buhok ko at naglagay ng kunting make up, then glanced at the clock. Alas-tres na nang hapon. Siguradong magigising na si Simoun mayamaya. Pero sa pagdaan ng mga oras ay wala maski tunog ng hilik nya akong naririnig sa loob. Sobrang ganda ng penthouse, pero nangangati akong lumabas para makitang muli ang kabuuan ng Tokyo. Maglakad at makisalamuha sa mga pinaka mababait na tao sa mundo. Pero mukhang kailangan kong maghintay hanggang sa magising ang klyente kong ito. I was here on his dime, after all. It wasn't like I could simply leave and explore of my own volition. Taking him on as a client meant I was there to await his pleasure. Abide by his rules. Play by his game, sensual or otherwise.

Umupo ako sa may bintana, para pagmasdan ang nagtataasang buildings ng city habang naglalakbay ang utak ko.

What kind of lover would a man Simoun be? Obviously, tahimik. Wild ba sya? Voracious? Kinky? Would he be the one-minute kind of man most men were?

The three men I'd engaged with at the beginning of my career had been the easiest men to please. Kahinaan dito, kagatin ko lang ng kunti sa tenga. A few good pumps and they were slumping over me as if they'd run a marathon. Even the few men I had been with outside of my career were that way.

I sincerely hoped a handsome man like Simoun wasn't that type of lover. Not that I'd ever figure that out. Para bang iniiwasan nya ko. Kagabi, nang sabihin nyang kailangan na nyang umalis pagkatapos kong makitaan ng matinding pagnanasa ang mga mata nya dahil na rin siguro sa nakita nyang nadulas ako. I'm sure, he's turned on pero bakit sya nagpigil? Umiling ako. It didn't matter. I was there to do a job and nothing else.

I watched a bit of television and unpacked a few of my nicer things. I made myself a small snack in the kitchen and finished off the red wine I'd ordered last night for my decadent meal . And finally, after almost half past four in the afteroon, Simoun emerged in a trim suit as he fiddled with a cufflink at his wrist.

"We'll be going out to dinner this evening," he said calmly. "Do you have appropriate formal dinner attire?"

"Meron."

"Good. Because we don't have time to go shopping. I'll be working until dinner, which will be at eight. I need the time to prepare us for the evening ahead. Get yourself ready. Pamper yourself a bit since there is some time to kill. I'm sure it'll take a woman like yourself some time to prepare."

Hindi ako sigurado kung ano ang ibig nyang sabihin, pero sa tingin ko gusto nya lang na maging maayos ako. Pero hindi nya kailangang mag-alala dahil lagi namang maayos ang pananamit ko't pagkilos; I prided myself in al- ways looking my best. As the daughter of a rich man, I had a few key pieces already in my wardrobe that were always set to stun, and I'd brought most of them along with me.

However, the word "pamper" caught my ear. I was never one to turn down a bit of relaxation. He looked up at me briefly before disappearing back into his room, then closed the door with a thud. I made my way downstairs to the eleventh floor where the spa services were located. I signed myself up for a nice massage and a mani-pedi, then sat in one of the plush chairs in the corner.