The Merciless Stud (Hot Trans Series #3)

Chapter 55

Pagod akong ngumiti at kumaway kina Stella, Macky, Jaguar, at Hubert nang nai-drop nila ako sa entrada ng condo tower nina Kuya at Claire. I saw my bodyguard's SUV subtly overtook the parked Benz van of my team and drove away. Bumungad din naman agad si Andres at ang isa niya pang kasamahan mula sa gilid at pumwesto na sa may likuran ko. I thought they all went back to ECG to go get my car from its basement since I instructed them to do so. I'm so tired already to do it myself. Maga-alas onse na rin at gusto ko nang magpa-hinga.

"Good night, team!" I tried to still give them a lively wave. They all beamed at me and Macky then closed the door and the van took off. I sighed.

Pumihit ako upang pumasok na. I saw Andres and his colleague silently standing near the entrance door. I looked up at Andres when I got closer.

"Si Perez? Paano iyon makakabalik?" I asked. Galing sa pirming pag-titig sa kung saan ay bumaling ang mga mata niya sa'kin. Tila robot. He wasn't like this when I first got them. Ngayon ay parang ingat na ingat.

"Uh, pagkatapos pong mai-drop yung mga kasamahan niyo sa hotel nila ay didiretso siya patungo sa ECG. Dun niya iiwan ang van ng kompanya at sasabay na kina Baltazar pabalik dito." Anito. Kumunot ang noo ko.

"Baltazar?" I stared at him intently despite my heavy and tired eyelids.

"Ah, eh, 'yung kumuha po ng sasakyan niyo dun sa ECG. Hihintayin nila si Perez." He nodded professionally and looked away. Napa-buntong hininga na lamang ako at tumango bago tuluyang nag-lakad papasok upang maka-uwi na.

I don't know what that asshole imposed on my bodyguards and the seriousness of it but judging by the sudden change and firmness of Andres' behavior kind of already explained it all. Poor working men. They must have been so scared to fumble this job after that prick pulled some strings in their agency.

Napapa-isip tuloy ako dun sa gagong 'yun nang naka-akyat na at nasa kwarto na ako habang nagski-skin care at nag-hahanda na sa pag-tulog.

Bigla ba namang nilagnat? Ang arte. Ang emedora. Ang daming ganap. For all I know, it's all just the same old tricks. And I'm already too good to fall for it again.

I can't forget all that he pulled earlier this day. Everything that's said by him. Every cries... Every display of emotions.

Emotions that were very absent in him many years ago. Emotions that I never fully witnessed or even thought he would be capable of ever showing. Without any trace of restraint. Without any inhibitions.

And it challenged me so much, I admit that, because the old me that was with him years ago really never would have thought of seeing him like that at all. That despite my current disposition in life, and my deep resentment towards him, my present self still didn't see all that coming. And I hate how there were few swift moments earlier that I almost wanted to soften. And I had, and probably will have, to always painfully numb myself down so I can pull my shit together and prevent myself from weakening.

Na kahit pala ganoon ka ka-galit sa isang tao, may sisilip at sisilip pa ring konsensya at awa sa'yo. And I would have never forgiven myself if I really did let myself give in and freely cry inside the van when I learned that he was sick and I decided to leave him behind.

Buti na lang... At nag-matigas pa rin ako. Kahit... Kahit hanggang ngayon eh may konting awa pa ring lumulusob sa sikmura ko.

Umirap na lamang ako nang natapos sa ginagawa at humiga na sa kama. Thankful that I don't have to deal with that man again until Monday next week and I'll have all my time to myself this weekend. I can't see him yet after today. That was draining. A very very ridiculously faith shaken day. And all I need now is a revamp.