Bedroom Negotiations - Gold (Self-published)

11

I tried to maintain my cool kahit gusto ko nang hubaran si Dustin ora-orada at magpakasasa sa katawan n'ya agad-agad.

I mean, gusto kong magpaka-demure dahil galit nga ako sa kanya, 'di ba? Pero, jusko, anong klaseng nilalang ba ang may kayang salagin ang sex appeal ni Montemayor sa puntong ito?

Kung meron mang may gan'ung kapangyarihan ay congrats naman, ipapasa ko na sa kanya kaagad ang lahat ng korona sa buong universe.

"I'm her lawyer. If you need to settle something with my fiancée, talk to me," Dustin said as he protectively wrapped an arm around my shoulders.

Lia, kumalma ka! I quietly told myself.

Kilig na kilig kasi ako sa gago at parang gusto kong magpadyak ng paa na parang dalaginding.

Galit ka, 'di ba? Galit ka pa rin sa kanya, 'di ba? Panindigan mo 'yung galit mo!

Muntikan ko nang hindi kayanin. Sa totoo lang ay hindi ko inakala na ganito ako kababaw. Hindi ko naman first time kiligin, ano, kasi hindi naman ako manhid. Pero, 'yung huling kilig ko na ganito kalala ay nineteen-kupong-kupong pa at masyado pa akong bata n'un.

"Wala akong pakialam kung abogado ka ng babaeng 'yan! Shit!" the jerk whose face and nose were bleeding exclaimed angrily. "Did you see what she did to me?! Ako na isang model—"

"Model ka?" Dustin asked, his voice laced with disbelief.

"Yes! I am Giovanni dela Rosa! Sikat ako!"

'Ayun, Giovanni nga pala name nito! Wait, sikat 'to? Saang alternate universe naman?

Dustin, however, didn't seem fazed by the declaration. "I am Atty. Dustin Montemayor—"

"I don't care who you are—!"

"Well, you should because I can put an end to your imagined fame," Dustin coolly countered.

Napakagat ako ng labi. Wait! Teka lang! Is he really this sexy o may nakain lang akong panis kanina kaya feeling ko ay nalulunod na ako sa karisma n'ya?

"Are you threatening me? How dare you! I am Giovanni dela—"

"You already told me who you are but your name doesn't really ring a bell. Besides, I am merely stating a fact. My clients are pillars of the industry where you claim to be famous but I don't know you and I haven't heard about you, Mr. Gio-whatever."

"Look—"

"You don't get it, do you?" Dustin calmly issued. "Anyway, I don't expect you to understand so I'll just see you in court."

He addressed the guards. "I need a copy of the CCTV feed. Kanino ko po i-a-address ang formal request ko?" he asked.

"Sir, sa OIC po namin."

"Pwede ko po bang malaman kung ano po ang pangalan n'ya?"

"Angelito Rasul po," Manong Ambet answered.

"Okay po. Can you do me a favor, pakisulat naman po ang pangalan ninyong dalawa pati na rin po contact numbers ninyo," Dustin said handing the guards his phone.

The guards looked worried.

"H'wag po kayong mag-alala, I just need your statements. I'll ask one of the secretaries to contact both of you immediately. Pwede po sana nating gawin ngayon but my fiancée needs me and she's my priority. She looks shaken because of the harassment that she went through."

"Okay po, Sir."

"Look, I don't want trouble," Giovanni-the-model started to say.

Dustin turned to him. "You don't want trouble pero nambabastos ka ng babae? Do you think you're going to get the public's sympathy just because you're under the delusion that you're famous? I'm not going to let this incident pass."