Chapter 4

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Purpose

"Sir, tinawagan ko na, papunta na raw sila."

"Call Viro, tell him, I'll be there."

"Yes Sir."

I heard a soft thud of the door.

I feel weak but the consciousness is now on me. I tried to lift my index and I did. I still feel weak but I have enough strength.

Binuksan ko ang mata ko, white ceiling greeted me. I heard a consecutive beeps and I'm wearing an oxygen mask. Inilibot ko ang mata ko sa maluwang na silid.

I know I'm in a hospital room. It's spacious here and all white. Malayo pa ako sa pintuan. Mula sa aking paanan ay may nakikita akong mga sofa at couch.

Itinaas ko ang aking kamay at nakitang nakakonekta ito sa dextrose. The long  transparent thin tube disappeared right below my carpal, a gauze and a medical tape sealed it.

Hinawakan ko ang oxygen mask at sinubukang alisin, but before I could totally pulled it, a hand grip my wrist, stopping me at my movements.

"Don't." the voice was familiar.

"Hampton, call the doctor." he ordered.

Pumikit ako ng mariin at binuksan ulit ang mata para maalis ang panlalabo. Right when my vision cleared. I saw him... the man who saved me.

I held my breath at the sight of him. My heart beated fast, he was breathtaking I'm glad I had my oxygen mask!

My eyes couldn't even believe it!

I blinked a couple of times and stared at this drop-dead specimen infront.

Hell! Am I just imagining?!

His hair was ebony-black. Too dark that it remind me the midnight sky in my beach house or a harsh severe storm in smoky carbon sky that's equipping to downpour.

I don't want to lay my sight on his eyes. But it's too late, it was like his eyes were magnet, a negative charge and mine is positive.

His aristocratic fierce eyebrow affixed to the most darting and dangerous piercing eyes I've ever locked on. Tingin ko ang mga mata niya ang pinakabihira, hindi! tingin ko siya lang ang meron iyon. His eyes were obsidian that complemented of lush thick lashes that's making his eyes including his eyebrow "too-much-alluring" everything that's has synonym of serious it's on his abyssinian eyes!!

Hindi ko alam kung anong nangyayari sa akin. Hindi ko alam kung magpapasalamat ba akong nadisgrasiya at nandito ngayon nakahiga at my oxygen dahil may sumusuporta sa akin!!

Okay... breathe! Let's proceed to the next definition.

His roman nose was emperial, looking strong and molded to perfection. I wonder how does it feel when he nuzzled to my neck, burrying his face on it. His full ravishing lips were also magnet, it was like it was made for out of the world kiss. Maybe he don't do passionate kisses, it will be rough, sensual and punishing.

Gosh, I know I'm not innocent but I've never described someone with an exact sexual and imaginary salivating sensual and rough actions matured content explicit rated 18 submissive BDSM Christian Grey shackles.

Wow! Did I say shackles?

He is wearing a white button down polo shirt, its sleeves were folded near his elbow revealing his veined forearm. I looked at his big looking rough hands there's a black wristwatch that's manly and I bet it cost fortune.

His spartan shoulders could lift two sacks of rice. Tingin ko ay pinaghirapan niya ang katawan niya. Parang kagagaling lang niyang trabaho, his black slacks hugged his powerful thighs. His clothing didn't hide his muscular frame well. He is tall... maybe on his 6'3 or 6'4.

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