POSSESSIVE 8: Shun Kim

CHAPTER 10

CHAPTER 10

SUSUNDAN sana ni Shun ang Taxi na sinasakyan ni Themarie ng makatanggap suya ng tawag. It was Lash.

He answered. "This better be good, Lash. And make it fucking fast." Susundan pa niya si Themarie.

Lash chuckled. "Do me a favor, Kim. Find Nez."

Sabi na nga ba niya. Alam niyang wala si Nez sa bansa, ayon kay Lath, uuwi na ang dalaga. Nez is Lash and Lath step-sister. Lath won't tell Lash that Nez is coming home, so he wouldn't either. Oh, well, may makukutongan na naman siya. Good.

Shun rolled his eyes. "That will cost you an arm."

"Name your price." Lash said full with confidence.

Lihim na napangiti si Shun. Alam niyang mayaman si Lash, dapat samantalahin niya iyon.

"I have an unused Yacht." Shun said. "Fifteen million."

Actually, he bought it seven million and he's planning to sell it twice the price. I'm a genius or what?

"Ipapadala ko ang cheke bukas." With that, the line ended.

Ngumisi si Shun. Hmm. Pandagdag na rin 'yon sa pundo.

Unti-unting nawala ang ngisi ni Shun ng maalala kung bakit siya nasa loob ng kaniyang sasakyan.

Themarie!

NANG makapasok si Themarie sa apartment niya, mapait siyang napangiti. Kalokohan ang pinaggagagawa niya. She just sacrifice her supposedly 'love life' for her work. Nakakatawa dahil nasasaktan siya sa isiping galit sa kaniya si Shun.

I feel like a bitch for pushing him away like that.

At ngayong bumalik siya sa apartment niya, babalik na rin siya sa trabaho niya bilang waitress. She still has a mission to do.

Nang makaupo siya sa gilid ng kaniyang kama, tumunog ang cell phone niya. Nang tingnan niya kung sino ang tumatawag, nagsalubong ang kilay niya.

Why is he calling? I didn't do anything wrong.

Humugot muna siya ng isang malalim na buntong-hininga bago sinagot ang tawag.

"Hello." Pormal na aniya sa kabilang linya.

"Themarie." His voice was cold and hard. "How are you?"

Themarie rolled her eyes. "I'm fine, Dad."

"How's the mission?"

"Going well." Sagot niya habang kagat ang labi. "I don't know when I'll be home, maybe next month." Inunahan na niya ito bago pa makapagtanong.

When her Dad calls, it's always about asking when she is going home.

"Good. A month from now, a ball will be held in Monte Carlo, hosted by Lord Henry Witterwood. We are invited."

Bumuntong-hininga siya. "Dad, that's not my thing. Ball is for lame noble family who prance around with their fake attitude."

"We have a deal, Themarie." His voice was firm, not accepting a no from her. "I will let you run around and be an agent, in return, you'll do what i say. No buts."

Themarie sighed. "Okay?"

May pagpipilian ba siya? 'Yon ang deal na napag-usapan nila ng ama niya. It was hard to be an Alfonso. Ang ina niya ay isang Pilipina na nagpunta sa Europa para mag-aral, then she meet the dashing Von Per Alfonso, her father, They got married and nine months later, baby Themarie was born.