Elliot Trace was sitting, almost slanting, while his head rested on the backrest of the chesterfield, boringly staring at the ceiling, doing the hits with his dopes. Hindi pa rin ubos ang tinitira ng gago, kaya kung ano-ano na naman ang pumapasok sa utak niya. “Billiard,” he said. Fuck! Trace will not stop and let it rest. He insisted that what he heard was precise. “Pollard.” Mabilis na umayos nang upo si Trace dahil sa sinabi ni Jeru. “Anong pollard?” kunot-noong tanong niya. “Wala lang. It still ends with ‘lard’ word. So, that’s my guess.” Kibit-balikat namang sagot niya. He throws a pillow at Jeru after the fucking piece of ass celebrity brother of ours spills his snafu idea. “Gago! Wala ka naman doon kagabi. Sabog ka ba? Billiard ‘yon. Niyayaya ni Amanda mag-billiard si Eut. Puta! Umayos ka nga!” “Ako pa ang sabog?” Natatawang balik-tanong ni Jeru bago sumimsim ng alak. “Baka naman lizard. May nakitang lizard si Amanda bago mamatay.” It was Daxon. I grimly squeezed my n
Malori Ano nga ba ang dahilan kung bakit ayaw nating subukang gawin ang isang bagay? Takot? Pagkabigo? O ayaw nating makasakit o masaktan? Para sa akin, lahat. Simula nang magkrus muli ang landas namin ni Atty. Hart sa sarili nilang kumpanya ay hindi na siya nawala sa isip ko. Kaya siguro umabot pa sa puntong napanaginipan ko siya ng husto. Hindi lang basta panaginip, dahil pakiramdam ko, lahat iyon ay totoo. Gusto ko siyang lapitan. Bakit? Hindi ko rin alam. Ilang beses ko siyang pinanood mula sa malayo. Ang mga paa ko na parang may sariling utak ay nagtatalo kung lalakad ba ako palapit o palayo sa kan’ya. Sa huli, nanaig ang takot kong ipagtabuyan ng isang katulad n’ya. Dahil pakiramdam ko, hindi ako ang babaeng gusto n’ya. Sino ba naman ako para paglaanan ng oras? Wala! Isang linggo na ang lumipas simula ng tumuntong siya rito sa studio. Pero sa halip na ikatuwa ko iyon, nabigo lang ako sa nalaman ko. Tama lang pala ang naging desisyon ko, ang lumayo. Akala ko, dahil sa katoto
Malori“Evan!” Gulat kong bati sa kan’ya.Muli kong nilingon ang kinaroroonan ng mga bisita ng mall, pero wala na ang mga ito roon. Bahagya ko pang sinilip ang tagiliran ng shop, wala talaga.Napalingon na rin tuloy si Evan. “May hinahanap ka ba?”“Huh?”“Sino ba hinahanap mo?” muli niyang tanong.“Ah, wala. Akala ko kasi kakilala ko ‘yong nakita ko sa labas kanina, but… never mind,” pagsisinungaling ko. Kung sasabihin ko man ang totoo, siguradong magtatanong pa siya kaya iniba ko na lang ang usapan. “Ikaw, ano’ng ginagawa mo rito? Akala ko nasa Africa ka?”“Just arrived yesterday. Hindi na kita natawagan kasi, I’m about to surprise you tonight. Kaso, ito nakita kita rito.” Sabay ngiti niya.Guwapo si Evan, mabait at may respeto sa mga babae. Pero minsan pakiramdam ko may iba sa kan’ya. Don’t get me wrong, normal naman siyang tao. Pero sa tuwing magkikita kami o pupunta siya ng studio ay mas lamang pa ang pakiramdam ko na binabantayan niya ako kesa nililigawan.“Malori?” si Ate Misty.
ElliotOne of the bodyguards opens the massive mahogany front door for me. "Where are they?" I ask him seriously."Nasa right wing sila Attorney, kanina ka pa nila hinihintay," sagot niya."What is this urgent matter they're telling me over the phone? Is this about the shipment?""It's about the Seaway," He directly stated. I pat him on his shoulder before making my way to the hallway of the right wing of the mansion where the main library office is situated.I knock twice before opening the door. A well-groomed hoary man was standing in front of his bookshelf, holding his favourite book collection while my brother's reading some newspaper. They all turn to me with a "what took you so long" look."What is this?" I ask wondering. I walk to the sectional couch, plop down and pour a Macallan Michael Dillon into a rock glass. I take a small sip, lean back, and speak. "Will Elandra join us tonight?""No. She already flew back to Paris yesterday." Eidan responds to me.He deeply sighs as he
ElliotLev asked the six of us to buy an island seven years ago to house our illegal activities. He spoke with each of us individually and urged us to accept his offer to become the founders. When Lev officially announced that we owned the island, Agrianthropos City, the weather was lovely and calm. As if the angels and demons are celebrating with us. He established the Foedus Corporation, which we, the seven founders, also led. We swore an oath to defend our brothers and be the island's most strong walls.Lev remained the head of the group until he decided to step down. He never explains why, but we respect his decision. That is why we gathered last night, and I'm the first victim of our new head. F*ck him!I woke up from slumber and groaned as both of my big heads were burning hot. Because of the dr*gs Trace uses on me, I feel like toasted marshmallows while someone is playing with my c*ck. I opened my eyes and was surprised to see three n*ked girls in front of me. I jumped out of b
ElliotI took three deep breaths as I heard my dad's voice inside Seaway's massive conference room. It seems he's frustrated when one of the boards asks for me. But as my father always did, he defended me and made an acceptable excuse, even if he was fuming mad and wanted nothing but to punch me in the face."You know that my youngest is a lawyer, and he has a lot of things that need to consider too. I'm sure he is on his-"Dad's words hung in the air as I opened the door, and he gave me a suspicious look. My brother Ezekiel motioned for me to take the chair across from him. The room falls silent as if a threatening angel has passed through and showered them with flowers."F*ck! Do I look like an angel or a flower? Sh*t! Stop that thought, Elliot, you know you'll be in a hot seat after this meeting."I cleared my throat and began to make my way to my waiting chair. "Please accept my apologies for being late; I simply need to resolve some issues with a client," I explain. At the very le
Malori I was standing at the threshold of the pathways leading to an unknown end. It has a torch that gives light on both sides every six feet away, with fresh garlands scattered on the white brick walls the same height as mine. The smells of leaves and water soothe my senses. Tall trees are everywhere where the birds are resting and chirping. Yes, I was in the middle of the woods, somewhere on a remote island far from the city. I'm wearing an off-the-shoulder satin wedding dress with long sleeves hiding my arms but revealing my bare shoulder, neck, and collar bones. The dress is long enough to cover my bare feet, but it exposes them whenever the wind blows. My skin enjoys the feeling of coldness that the dress gives me. My hair was in a messy bun with a few tufts dancing freely in the air. I start to walk, and my feet feel the cold stones beneath them as the wind follows me. I had been walking for an hour and finally reached the path's end. A modern-style nipa hut stood at the far
MaloriHis kiss became rough, and he bit my lips so hard that I could taste my blood like rust. His lips trace my jawline down to my neck and sniff it. I can feel his warm hands moulding my br*ast again while his thumbs encircle the tender peaks. He ceases for a moment and looks me in the eye. "I love the way you look wearing the wedding dress, but I love you more wearing only your skin. I want to feel you," he grinned exposing his white teeth."Why is his smile melting my heart? Goodness! My husband is stunningly beautiful and hot!"He skillfully tore off my dress, and I could hear every firm strand break into pieces. My eyes widen in terror as I realize how expensive this piece of sh*t is pagkatapos ay pupunitin n'ya lang. Bukod sa napakamahal na pagawa sa dress na 'yon ay sobrang memorable para sa akin no'n, dahil suot ko iyon kanina habang ikinakasal kami."Babe, that's Pronovias work, d*mn it!" halos maiyak kong sigaw sa kan'ya, pero tinawanan n'ya lang ako."Fvck! I can ask them