Tinitigan ko si Cameron habang kami ay naglalakad palabas ng venue. Tulog ang mga bata sa kamay ng kanilang mga yaya habang si Cameron ay hawak ang aking kamay.
Something feels odd.
Blanko pa rin ang mukha nito ngunit mahahalata ang pagiging maaliwalas nito. It's as if he's now carefree into something. Gusto kong magtanong ngunit alam kong idi-deny niya rin ang mapapansin ko.
Sinalubong kami ng isang magarang limo at pinagbuksan kami ng pinto. I raised my brows and looked at him. Tumingin din siya sa 'kin at kiming ngumiti.
“Really?” I gestured the vehicle in front of us. “A l
I kicked the nearest table beside me and held his collar. Fear is written all over his face. But I don't care. My hands are trembling to end his fucking useless life. “Simpleng bagay hindi mo magawa?” I asked coldly. He looked down. “S-Sorry po—” “Anong magagawa ng sorry mo kapag tinapos ko ang buhay mo?” I cut him. Someone held my shoulders. “Keep calm, Cameron. He's still our asset.” Walang pag-aalinlangan kong binalibag ang taong hindi ko alam ang pangalan. All I know is that he's our asset, and I don't fucking care about his name. “Chill. You can't kill him…not for now,” Lucifer mumbled. I clenched
Naalimpungatan ako nang makaramdam ako ng gutom. Tumagilid ako ng higa at dahan-dahang minulat ang aking mga mata. Naramdaman ko ang pagyakap ni Cameron sa akin nang mahigpit.Nag-angat ako ng tingin at bahagyang tinampal ang kaniyang pisngi. That was an enough move to wake him up. Minulat niya ang kaniyang mga mata at nagbaba ng tingin sa 'kin.“Gutom ako,” I whispered. “Gusto kong kumain.”Tumihaya ito at kinusot ang kaniyang mga mata. Ngayon ko lang din napansing nakaunan ako sa kaniyang braso habang ang isang kamay ko'y nakalapat sa kaniyang dibdib. The position is undeniably comfortable somehow.“You want to eat something?” he asked.Agad akong tum
I turned my head to look at him. Sinamaan ko kaagad ito ng tingin. But it seems like it didn't affect him at all. He's just standing there, looking so arrogant with his two guards with him. “How's the organization?” Sir Constello asked. I tapped the head of my pen on the table while glaring at him. “Everything is fine. Ms. Germosa is now inside a mental facility and once she'll heal, she'll be sent to the jail. Umupo ito sa 'king visitors chair at sarkasmong tumawa. “You're just like your father, Cameron. You hate violence. But now you're leading Oumini Pericolosi.” My jaw clenched. Nangingimi ang mga kamao kong suntukin siya. Maybe I should be thankful that my mom blessed me some little patience to longer my short ones. I can still hold