Tourney of Beguiling (North Series #2: Fausea)

Chapter 22

Warning: R18

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Naagaw ang lahat ng atensyon ng nasa table nang tumayo si Dr. Davis.

"Excuse me, pupuntahan ko lang ang pinsan ko." Aniya.

They nodded and resumed talking about random topics. Mr. Pineda was trying to catch my attention ngunit nakatutok ang aking paningin sa tinatahak ni Dr. Davis.

I was right. Doon siya papunta, ginulo nito ang buhok ni Lewis at napasimangot naman ito. Wait, siya ang pinsan niya?

He then extend his hand to shook Archer and Rhyno.

Maingay ang paligid at maraming tao but I kept my sight on them. They are talking, I frowned. Anong ginagawa ni Rhyno dito? He should be resting. He just went home from Brazil.

"Ma'am, pinasunod niyo po pala si Mr. Villarojo." Kinikilig na sabi ni Maddie.

Kinurot ko ito. "No, I didn't."

Muli akong tumingin sa kanilang banda at nanlaki ang aking mata dahil dito na sila nakatingin. Rhyno is intently staring at me then to my clothes. Hindi ko maaninag ang expression nito dahil sa pabago-bagong lights.

"Sus, si Ma'am. Miss na miss niyo 'no?"

Sinamaan ko ito ng tingin kaya kunwari'y tinakpan nito ang bibig. I returned my gaze near the bar counter, nag-uusap na ang tatlong lalake and Rhyno is casually drinking on his glass while never leaving a single blink while bluntly eyeing me.

Tinaasan ko ito ng kilay. I saw him smirk tapos ay umiling-iling na sumimsim sa shot glass. What's so entertaining?

But that expression vanished quickly as someone grab my elbow. I flinched because it was unannounced.

"Woah," Mr. Pineda chuckled as he raised his hands. "I'm sorry....I was talking and you seem pretty occupied."

I cleared my throat and nodded. "Sorry po, I was spacing out a bit."

Kung hindi lang ito investor.

He barked a laugh. "For a sought-out model like you, chill sometimes. Work is really stressing and don't address me like that, just call me Clark."

Hilaw akong ngumiti. I tried to end the conversation ngunit mas nagiging talkative ito. Pasulyap-sulyap ako sa banda nila Rhyno and he was just there darkly staring.

He is giving me space. Huh.

I appreciate that he is not a freak husband lashing out easily.

Pasalamat nalang ako at paminsan-minsan isinasali ako ng kapwa modelo sa usapan para takasan si Mr. Pineda. But after more than thirty minutes, I suddenly felt unwell.

I gulped when I felt the lump on my throat as my heart beats abnormally. Heat slowly gush through my veins.

Namawis ang aking noo at nakaramdam saglit ng hilo. I felt like burning!

"Are you alright, Fausea?" Mr. Pineda asked as I ret my back on the sofa.

"Y-yes. I'm fine." I uttered habang dinadama ang pagkauhaw.

Nauuhaw ako. Naiinitan. Tnagina.

Napukaw ko ang atensyon ng ilang kasamahan at nag-alala na rin.

"She must be drunk."

Umiling ako. Konti lang ang ininom ko.

Tumayo si Mr. Pineda. "Maybe I should accompany you to your room now."

Some agreed with him. Maddie frowned and was about to protest when Mr. Pineda tried to held my waist ngunit hinawi ko ito.

Kahit pa medyo nahihilo ay napatingin ako sa banda nila Rhyno. He was frowning at parang pinipigilan nalang ang sarili na pumunta sa aming table.