Chapter 12. I don't wanna think about it.

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"Who gave you the right to touch me?!"

Tss...

Para sa split seconds lang naman... Ang arte-arte talaga.

Siya na ang hari ng kaartehan!

Anu ba kasi nangyari sa kanya? Hmmm... I demand to know.

"Don't ever try to touch me again..."

I won't! Kahit pa lumuhod siya sa harapan ko, hinding-hindi ko siya hahawakan. Hinde!

Nakuh...

Umaakyat na naman ang dugo sa ulo ko.

Akala ko wala nang ididilim pa ang mukha niya.

But strange...hinawakan niya ang braso ko ng mahigpit. Yeah, i know he got angry but...wala pang lalaking humawak sakin ng ganon.

Ah! Enough of him!

Bakit ba kasi siya na lang ang pinoproblema ko? Lagi na lang siya ang iniisip ko. Kung tutuusin, wala naman siyang pakialam sa mundo. Kahit pa siguro magkaroon ng zombie apocalypse, magkukulong pa rin siya sa office niya. Saka lang siya lalabas kapag may meetings siya at company matters.

Para siyang robot.

Still...gusto ko pa rin siyang makitang ngumiti.

Whatever made him hate the world...it must be something so important to him.

The hell I care! Pagkatapos niya akong sigawan kanina, parang pinalis ko lang ang kunot sa noo niya? Para sa thumb ko lang?

Nope. I don't want to think about it anymore.

Starting tomorrow, hindi na ako mangingialam sa kanya aside from work matters.

I'll refrain myself from trying to figure him out...from thinking about him.

Kahit pa magmukmok siya sa office niya hanggang tumanda siya na hindi man lang naipapamana ang genes niya, wala akong pakialam.

Really...?

Ah! Kung hindi lang kasi ako pakialamera, usisera, masokista.

Enough!

I don't want to think about it.

KING's POV

"Here comes Montereal Boy!" Ken shouted with a bottle of beer raised up in the air nang makita niya akong paparating.

"Long live the King!" sabay-sabay na sigaw naman nina Drew, Enzo, Hanz at Z.

Kasalukuyan silang nag-iinuman sa VIP room ng K6.

K6 is a resto-bar which stands for Kingdom Six, well...representing us six who came from six different elite families.

Akio Kenji Yamamoto, that's Ken, as I've mentioned earlier...a Brazilian-Japanese; part Filipino, and the noisiest among the boys. His main domain is Yamamoto Inc.

The moreno one is Drew, Menandro dela Vega, owns a huge sum of lands particularly Hacienda dela Vega. He likes conservative women.

We have...Venice Lorenzo Ventura, that's Enzo, very confident about luring women. Owns Ventura Airlines. He's mischievous and a flirt.

Hanz, there, the one with a devilish grin, is Lord Rohan Lee of Lee Food Corp. I don't know but he's just always like that.

And then there's Z, the broken man. Zeus Venson Tyrell, of which we all know...the king of Olympus, his company.

K6 was just a play-around establishment similar to night clubs when later on, we decided to convert it into a resto-bar.

It wasn't just a partnership for us but also a place where we can take off from work.

Yes. Work. And when I say work, I mean we are running our own companies and businesses, and establishments and God knows what else.

And then the next thing I knew, our faces were published in a magazine that went viral all over the country.

No one ever believed that Philippines is capable of producing billionaires like us until those sneaky scavengers took snapshots.

And now here we are...

In a four-cornered room with a large slim fit tv, sofa, a refrigerator full of beers, winery, a mini bar, foods, you name it.

Kumuha ako ng beer sa ref at umupo sa pang-isahang sofa. Nasa mini bar si Z, Enzo lying on the couch, Hanz sitting on the floor eating tacos, Drew just chillin, and Ken...staring at me with his most annoying grin.

"Cut the grin, Ken."

"What?"

"Whatever you're grinning about, I don't like it."

Tumawa si Enzo. Maya-maya ay lumapit si Z at umupo sa isa pang pang-isahang sofa.

He's a mess. Halatang nagpapalipas pa ito ng sama ng loob.

"I say we make a bet." si Enzo

"Oh yes, this should be good." sabad ni Hanz.

"I bet Gondor for...1 month." si Drew na ang tinutukoy ay ang Thoroughbred horse na isa sa mga alaga niya.

"3 weeks... A month's tour in Paris." si Enzo

"My Ferrari for 2 weeks and 3 days." si Z.

What are they talking about? I have a strong feeling that this is about me.

"Hmmm...2 weeks---"

"Hold on...what's going on here? What on earth are you betting for?" confused na tanong ko sa kanila.

Tumingin silang lahat sakin. Ngumisi si Hanz. Si Ken ang unang nagsalita.

"We are betting on how long it will be before you fire your secretary."

"Burn!" kantsaw ni Z.

Ah! For Pete's sake! It has been a main subject for a bet ang pagsesesante ko ng mga secretaries ko. Wala ni isa man sa kanila ang nakatagal ng isang buwan. I remember last time that Enzo won the bet for a chopper. His bet? 1 week.

The bastards... If they find something to gamble their golds for, it would be on me.

Ako na naman ang bida sa usapan.

Z is fresh from heartbreak, why wouldn't they talk about that?

Tss... Wala pa man kinse minutos akong nakaupo, napipikon na ako.

Naihilamos ko sa mukha ko ang isang kamay ko habang nakahawak ng beer ang isa.

"Seriously, guys...you're really going to talk about that right now? I mean, look at Z!"

"Nope. Not me, dude."

"Not gonna happen." singit ni Drew.

"What does she look like this time?" tanong ni Hanz

Damn. Pati ba naman dito ay pag-uusapan ang babaeng 'yon?

What would I say? That she's smart? And that she's so goddamn attractive? Hell, no!

"Plain." tipid na sagot ko.

"Really...Enzo here, says she's hot."

"You bet I did." Enzo raised his beer.

"My...oh my...someone is in trouble." singit na naman ni Z.

Umiling na lang ako at hindi na nagkomento pa. Hindi rin lang kasi matatapos ang usapan na 'to kapag pinatulan ko pa. I don't want to be affected as much as I want to, as long as I can hold it...as long as I won't think about it.

I don't want to think about it.

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