No strings attached |(UNDER REVISION)

Chapter 10- Passionate night

A low, amused chuckle that only fueled the fire burning inside me.

"Tangina, Mikha," she mused, shaking her head as if I were nothing more than a joke. "You're adorable when you're mad."

I clenched my fists. "Putangina mo, Aiah! Don't fucking play with me!"

She took a step closer, unbothered, that goddamn smirk still on her lips. "But that's the thing, Mikha," she whispered. "You were the one who started this game. I'm just playing it better."

I hated her.

I hated the way she always had the upper hand.

I hated that she could still make my body betray me.

I hated that despite everything-despite the anger, despite the past, despite knowing that she was toying with me-

I still wanted her.

Aiah took another step closer, her voice turning softer, almost mocking.

"Galit ka na agad, baby?"

Baby.

The nickname-the one she used to call me before. The one that once made my heart race.

Now?

It felt like a slap.

I sucked in a sharp breath, my jaw tightening. "Don't call me that."

She just smiled, tilting her head like she was enjoying this. "Why not? It still suits you."

"Tangina mo, Aiah," I hissed

I ripped my wrist from her grip, my pulse hammering in my ears.

"Tigilan mo ako, Aiah!" My voice was sharp, but the way she was looking at me-like she still owned me, like she was just waiting for me to fall right back into her hands-made my stomach twist.

She only chuckled, slow and deliberate, as if she had all the time in the world.

"What's wrong, baby?" she murmured, stepping closer again. "Naalala mo bigla? Nami-miss mo?"

I hated her.

Hated the way she said it. Hated the way my body reacted, how my breath hitched despite everything.

"Stop it," I snapped, but my voice wasn't as strong as I wanted it to be.

Aiah smirked. "You told me to stop, but look at you." Her fingers brushed my arm-light, teasing, just enough to set me on fire. "You're still here."

I swallowed hard, forcing myself to breathe. "I stayed to tell you to fuck off."

"Sure ka?" She tilted her head, eyes gleaming. "Kasi para sa akin, parang hindi mo pa ako kayang iwan."

Aiah's smirk deepened, her eyes never leaving mine as she took another slow step forward. She was enjoying this-watching me squirm, watching me pretend I wasn't affected when we both knew the truth.

"Ako pa rin ang hinahanap mo tuwing may kasama ka sa kama, hindi ba?" Her voice was a whisper, low and taunting, the words laced with dangerous confidence. "Tell me, Mikha-mas magaling ba sila kaysa sa akin?"

I clenched my jaw, refusing to answer.

Refusing to give her what she wanted.

But Aiah knew me too well. She could see the slight hitch in my breath, the way my fists tightened, the way my body betrayed me even when my mind screamed at me to walk away.

She chuckled, stepping even closer until there was barely any space between us.

"You can't say it, can you?" she murmured, her breath warm against my skin. "Because you already know the answer."

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding so loud it drowned out everything else.

"Putangina mo, Aiah," I hissed, shoving her back with all the strength I had left.

But she only laughed, dark and amused, as if she had already won.

Aiah's smirk didn't waver. If anything, it grew sharper, more knowing.

"No," she murmured, her voice dripping with amusement. "You love me, Mikha. And you love my tongue inside your-"

"Enough!" I snapped, my palm pressing hard against her chest, pushing her away before she could finish.

My entire body burned-not just from anger but from the way her words sent a sharp, unwanted heat curling deep inside me.

Aiah let out a dark chuckle, tilting her head as she watched me with amusement. "Hmm, hit a nerve?"

"Shut up, Aiah," I bit out, my breathing uneven. "I swear to god-"

"You swear what?" she interrupted, stepping forward again, her voice teasing yet firm. "That you don't want me? That you don't think about me late at night? That you haven't spent every moment since leaving me regretting it?"

I shook my head, trying to force out a response, but she just kept going.

"You can lie to yourself all you want," Aiah whispered, leaning in, her lips just a breath away from my ear. "But we both know the truth, baby."