Pleasure BOOK #1 : A M B E R✔️

Chapter 19

SIMOUN'S POV

I stood in my room at the penthouse suite and tightened my bow around my neck. Black-tie for a formal dinner party was a must, which meant Amber needed a cocktail dress. Hinayaan ko syang bumili ng damit nya pagkauwi namin galing sa estate ni Onel para hindi ko na sya kailangang puntahan sa kwarto nya't aalalahanin. Kahit na malaki naman ang penthouse ay amoy na amoy ko pa din ang pabango nya't natural nyang amoy dito sa kwarto ko.

Ang nasa isip ko lang habang nasa byahe kami kanina ay kung paano akong matutulog muli sa kama ko. Kung paano ko mapipigilan ang sarili kong hindi matulog sa isang kama na katabi sya. Pero habang naghahanda ako para sa party, puno ang isip ko tungkol sa pagiging malapit na naman namin mamaya. I smoothed my hands over my black tuxedo and bit down on the side of my cheek. I needed to nip this shit in the bud. Ang dinner part na ito ang pinaka importanteng ganap sa buong linggo ko. Hindi lang para makuha ang pirma ni Onel kung di para makakuha din ng iba pang business connections sa iba. That kind of thing was invaluable in my line of work, and I had to be at my peak performance.

Which wouldn't happen if Amber's tight pussy was on my mind damn all night.

Hindi ako pwedeng mahulog sa kanya, kahit pa na natural lang ang nararamdaman ko para sa kanya habang kinakausap ko si Onel kasama sya. Kahit pa na ang nangyari sa amin ng gabing iyon ang kauna-unahang karanasan ko sa pakikipaniig sa isang babae, binabayaran pa din sya dito. Paid to give the experience. She was a professional, and that was why the moment had been so good, filled with a bried tenderness. Ginagaw nya iyon sa mga lalaking nagbabayad para sa katawan nya, kaya nga sya ang sikat sa kompanya nya. Alam ko. And at the end of the week, she would be gone.

That was the reality of all.

I drew in a deep breath and allowed my icy demeanor to overcome my face-stoic and prud, with a hint of trepidation. Lumabas ako sa kwarto ko papunta sa hallway, pagkatapos ay kumatok sa kwarto ni Amber.

"Yes?" tanong nya.

"Ten minutes," sabi ko.

"Lalabas din ako in seven minutes."

I stood up by the floor lenght windows and gazed out over Tokyo, a city that had thrown me for a loop. Pinagsaklop ko ang mga kamay ko saka hinimas ang batok ko habang nakabantay sa wall clock. Kailangan naming makarating doon ng tama sa oras. Hindi magiging maganda para sa isang lalaking gaya ko na ma late. I heard heels clicking across the floor and sighed with relief. Seven minutes, on the nose.

Pero pagkalingon ko, para bang tumigil ang oras.

Lumabas si Amber suot ang isang pinaka nakakatakot na black high heels na ngayon ko lang nakitang suot ng isang babae, nangingintab, pero naghuhumiyaw ang ganda sa paa nya. Her legs flexed lewdly with every step she took, and my eyes trailed up the length of them, taking in the way her black dress cupped her body. It hugged all of her curves and left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Her hips bossomed in them, and her ass was rounded off by the soft fabric. Her flat stomach poured into voluptous breasts I wanted to kiss and suckle on all damn night. The tight fabric sat off her shoulder, exposing her neck. It was accentuated with a delicate string of pearls that hugged close to her skin. Her smoky eyes drew me in, and her crimson red lips curles up into a cute little grin I'd had the pleasure of seeing all week.

Sobrang ganda ni Amber.

Nakakainis lang na hindi ko makikita ang kabuuan nya na wala syang suot na kahit ano.

"M-mukhang handa ka na," sabi ko.

"I am. Lead the way, Simoun."

I drew in a sharp breath at her words. I offered her my arm, and she took it willingly, following my lead into step with me. Sinamahan ko sya hanggang sa makarating kami sa kotse bago pa magsimula ang party. And it was exactly what I figured we would walk into-people in fancy clothes with deep pocketbooks sipping on too much champagne. These things were always a bore, but they were required in order to netwrok with the right kinds of people.

But where my boredom began, Amber's work started.

Sa tuwing ipapakilala ko sya ay ngingiti sya't aabutin ang kamay nila. Pagkatapos, makikipag usap sya sa kanila at ipinapakita sa akin kung anong klaseng babae nga sya. For instance, I finally got to introduce myself to the head of the Royal Navy. Matagal ko na syang gustong makausap noon pa tungkol sa implementasyon ng mga bagong software na nagawa ko para sa kasunduan namin. Pero makakausap ko lang pala sya dito ng wala pang limang minuto mula ng dumating kami dahil kay Amber. She made the man smile and laugh, then seamlessly transitioned him into a technical conversation with me. Tuwang tuwa sya dahil sanay na sanay si Amber sa piano, dahil pareho sila ng unang kantang tinugtog doon, at ang unang kantang natatandaan nila hanggang ngayon.

"My fiancee here specializes in GPS software and he's developed something that I believe will be very useful for our allies in the coming years. Simoun?"

So nakikinig talaga sya sa usapan namin ni Onel noon pa. And it took me a second in my stunned to state to gain my footing.

Hindi lang ang Head ng Royal Navy ang nakilala ko ngayon gabi dahil kay Amber kundi pati na rin si Haruhiko Yamagoto the largest tech mogul in all of Asia. He had an expertise in programming that spanned beyond anything I had found in the Manila, and I shook his hand promptly. And yet again, nakakita na si Amber ng kahinaan sa kanya. Pareho silang sanay may French. Nag usap sila sa harapan ko ng isang linggwaheng hindi ko alam. Nagtatawanan, nagngingitian at relax na relax silang dalawa. I was taken with her, the way the language flowed off her tongue, with the way her crimson lips moved while her am tightened around mine.

Pagkatapos ay inilipat na naman nya sa akin ang usapan nila.

"My finacee here is the foremost programmer of GPS software in the Philippines," sabi nya.

"Oh, really? What coding programs do you use?" Haruhiko asked.

And off we went into a conversation that ended in yet another connection for my little black book success.

Nagtrabaho lang sya habang umiikot kaming dalawa. Natuklasan kong hindi lang French ang kaya nya, kaya din nyang mag German, Italian at Japanese. At hindi lang sya basta sanay mag piano, sanay din sya ng cello. I was amazed by her, stunned by her abilities, especially with her profession. We walked around the room, and our bodies cozied up together, at amoy na amoy ko ang nang aakit nyang perfume. God, save me with her.

Then we came upon someone I never wanted to see again. Isang taong pumuno ng galit at pagkasuklam ko sa puso.

"Simoun? Ayos ka lang?" bulong ni Amber.

Pero hindi ko maialis ang mga mata ko sa kanya.

Doon, sa gitna ng kwarto, may isang lalaking syang sumira sa akin. Isang lalaking walang hiya at walang kaluluwa na kumuha ng mga bagay na dapat ay sa akin. Him. The boy I had grown up with. The man I had considered my bestfriend until my sophonore year of college.

"Simoun? Pinagaalala mo 'ko," Amber said.

There, across the room, smiling and schoomzing the head of Royal Navy, was Hugo.