Treacherous (T13 Series #1)

Chapter 1

What the fuck? What the fuck indeed!

"A-Archer..." Nautal ako sa sobrang gulat. Then the realization suddenly hit me... this man that I'm hugging is not my fucking cousin! This is not Archer!

"Do you mind?" The guy that I'm hugging said, irritation is palpable in his tone.

I cleared my throat, slowly loosening my arms against this stranger's waist. "N-No. Not at all." I replied, my voice sounded so tiny because of embarrassment.

Nang makabitiw na ako ay nakita kong pinagpagan niya ang sa may tiyan niya na para bang isa akong alikabok na yumakap sa kanya. He then turned around and irritation was palpable in his features and before I could even decide whether to get offended or not by this guy's body language, I was caught off guard with how beautiful his deep hazel eyes are. His eyes couldn't decide if they wanted to be green or brown.

And the way they looked at me was as sharp as daggers. It was as if I did something that offended him in so many ways.

What is wrong with him? And why is he so beautiful? It was as if God picked his favorite and He decided that it's him. I clenched my fist, fighting the urge to run my fingers through his wavy hair.

He's psychotically handsome! Iyong tipong isusuot ka sa drum matapos kang gamit-gamitin.

"Gio," I hear my cousin speak. I looked at him and he's looking at the guy that I just embarrassed myself from. The guy looked at Archer and gave my cousin a slight nod before shooting me another glare. Seriously? What is wrong with him?

"Pag pasensyahan mo 'tong pinsan ko. Tanga kasi 'to minsan," the imbecile said, causing me to shoot him a glare.

"I'm not tanga! It's not my fault na parehas kayo ng likod!" I said in my defense. "Plus, you both are wearing black shirt and faded blue jeans!" I point out.

"Here's a tip... next time, take a quick scan on the person's face before hugging him because not everyone who wears a black shirt and faded blue jeans is your cousin." Pagsusungit nito sa akin at bago pa man ako makasagot ay tiningnan na niya si Archer at tinanguan.

"I'll see you around," aniya and before I could even redeem myself, the asshole walked away. Kapal naman talaga ng pagmumukha ng lalaking 'to!

Porket gwapo, akala mo kung sino ng gwapo!

"Is that what it looks like when a man is at his menopausal stage? So arte! And he should feel lucky that I hugged him! Ako na 'to!" Inis kong sabi sa pinsan ko.

Not to brag but I have a lot of admirers in Canada. Tapos siya? Aartehan niya ako nang ganyan!

"Bakit mo nga naman kasi niyakap? Ang higpit pa. Akala mo mapipisa na 'yung tao." nang-aasar na sabi ni Archer at tinulungan na akong magtulak sa mga bagahe ko.

"I thought it was you, idiot." I said rolling my eyes.

He laughed. "Well, not everyone who wears black shirt and faded blue jeans is your cousin." He mocked me and I just rolled my eyes so hard I almost saw my brain.

"Yabang niya! Bakit kilala mo iyon?" I asked habang naglalakad kami papunta sa van na sasakyan namin pauwi.

"Teammate ko siya noong grade 7 hanggang grade 8 sa football pero noong mag grade 9 kami ay nag quit siya para magbanda." pagkukwento ni Archer. Really? Football? I bet lagi siyang na re-red card dahil napaka sungit niya. Banda? Paano sisikat ang banda nila kung napaka rude niya naman. Baka mamaya ay yakapin siya ng fans niya at pagsungitan niya ang mga ito.

"Kailan ang balik mo sa Canada?" Archer asked. I twitched my nose.

"Kakadating ko lang painaalis mo na ako?" Kunwari ay nagtatampo ko pang sabi.