4: The Playboy's Victim

Chapter eleven: she's cold as ice, but in the right hand she melts

11

Chris POV

Kusot-kusot ang kanyang mata, bumangon siya ng umagang yon. dumertcho muna siya sa banyo bago bumaba sa kanyang kusina.

He make hiself a coffee. from his stock he gets a waffle holding in his right hand. nang matapos makagawa ng kape ay nag salin siya nito. lumakad siya papunta sa kanyang sala para buksan ang kurtina, to his surprise he saw her washing it's own car. huminto siya sa dapat na kanyang gagawin at tinignan ang dalaga. Kita niyang may dala dala itong balde na may lamang sabon at tubig.

"Well look at that.. what a good start to my day," sabi niya na may ngisi sa labi habang sumimsim ng kape.

"Who would have thought she's sexier than she looks?" sabi ulit niya sa kanyang sarili habang lalong ngumisi sa kanyang nakikita.

He watch her.. on how she clean her car. "She got a fucking hammer herself!" sabi niya nang hindi makapaniwala at tumango-tango pa siya. "that's a man car but she has it. and a bike, that suzuki big bike. don't tell me she race?"

Kumagat siya sa kanyang hawak na waffle habang hindi inaalis ang tingin sa dalagang walang kaalam-alam na kanina niya pa pinag mamasdan. "fuck!" mahinang mura niya nang makitang bahagyang lumiyad ang dalaga sa sasakyan para maiging linisin iyon. "ngayon ko lang hihilingin na sana ako yung sasakyang yon.. what am I thinking?" habang tumatagal niya itong pinag mamasdan ay pahirap ng pahirap rin siya sa pag lunok ng kanyang kinakain sa mga oras na iyon.

He let out a groan when he wipe her own sweat not leaving his sight from her, he can feel his own self. she's not helping.. napalunok nalang siya ng tumuwad ang dalaga para ilub-lob ang hawak nitong sponge.

"God damn KZ. How I wish I can drag you here inside.. in my bed.." he told himself and continue his dirty thoughts about her. napa kagat nalang siya sa kanyang labi. she's fucking soaked right now from cleaning. "how dare she soak herself.. I should be the one doing that.." sabi niya ulit sa kanyang sarili. mahina pa siyang tumawa at umiling-iling.

He can himself. he was so hard that time and she's not helping her. Inubos niya ang kanyang kape at mabilis iyong nilagay sa lababo. pag kabalik niya sa kanyang sala ay nadismaya siyang makitang may kausap itong lalaki. "what the fuck?! I'd just left.. and when I came back, all I see was you talking to someone already?..that fast?" sabi niya sa kanyang sarili at umarteng parang nasaktan.

"What the hell am I doing? I should stop.."

Nakita niya kung pano ito ngumiti sa kausap nitong lalake. She never saw her that way when he was around me.. she looks different, carefree even. When I'm with her, she's either intimidated or nervous. like she doesn't want me to be there and begging me not to go. she's simply confusing the hell out of me.

They even kiss and she fucking respond to it. She didn't stop me either and that's a good sign right?

But what confuse me more is that she's cold as ice, but in the right hand she melts. Na parang pag anjan siya nag iiba ito.

Bumuntong hininga siya at umalis na roon. Naligo siya ng umagang yon at nag bihis ng walang dahilan. Wala siyang lakad he just want to impress her, make a move on her.

Were still talking about the contract here don't get me wrong.

Nag pabango siya bago lumabas ng kanyang bahay. Naabutan niya parin ang dalawa na nag uusap.

"I knew I'm always on time!" sabi nito habang nag lalakad.

Tinignan niya muna ang itchura ng lalaki bago mag salita.

He has alot of tatts. What I mean alot is that buong braso nito ay puno na ng tattoo.

"On time? ang sabihin mo sinadya mong-" hindi na nito natuloy ang sasabihin dahil nag salita siya. "Morning Kraezen," naka ngiti niyang bati rito.