CHAPTER 45
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I can't believe this man has been too provocative to make me really fall for it over and over. I suppose I really am so easy to cajole. My apparent fantasy was halted into reality when Amanikable rested his palm on my left cheek. It was warm and soothing that I have completely don't mind the calluses from his hand. I wonder if these are the marks of being a wielder of that divine weapon--the Sinalawatan.
"Stay with me, Emalia." he suddenly said that shock me deep down. Did I just hear him correctly?
I can't be wrong, he really asked me to stay. Amanikable turning into this person in front of me is unbelievable. It brings me to think thoroughly about what made him say such. Knowing how impish he is, this might just be one of his high jinks. I should be wary if he is just trying to pull another thing of his antics here. But if he really is trying to make fun of me, does that mean the kiss a while ago is also a farce one too?
A moment of realization hit me so much that it instantly made me almost crumble on my feet. How foolish of me not to realize it until now, when he has already mentioned it a moment ago? Right, this is the punishment he wishes to bestow me. It was a sleek move. I hardly recognized it coming, that's why he was able to get through me and hurt me this way. How can he say that he has been investing himself in me when he isn't the person who's capable of loving anyone in the first place?
I lowered my face to avoid his eyes as I braced myself to speak, "I surrender," I finally told him. It wasn't the words I wish I could say the least, but given the situation, what hope left with me now is just to accept the fact that I can't win against him.
But not until he reacted, "Just what exactly do you mean by surrender, woman?" His backlash forced me to lift my head to meet his gaze once more. I can't believe him. How could he still play on his trick?
It was too late when I realize the small pearl-shaped tears forming at the edge of my eyes as I vent out what I truly feel, "Isn't this my punishment? You are the meanest! You really have to go this far just so you could play with my emotions and get back on me!" my outburst was in full rage.
I was expecting him to attest to it. To tell me that I was right. That he was just playing some tricks to get back at me for what I have caused him when I attempted to escape his dome. That that kiss was just part of his plan to punish me. But deep within me, I was hoping he would say that I was wrong. That perhaps, it was the other way around, and yet, I can't be too trusting with this hunch anymore.
Amanikable smirks at me. I inclined to think that he would stare at me with his brooding eyes once more, but it was in contrast to what I presumed. And all of a sudden, he gently rewarded my temple a flick of his fingers before saying, "I may be someone who you think is not capable of loving anyone, but I've always been true to my words." he always had this overbearing presence wanting me to pledge myself to him with extreme spontaneity. His oceanic-blue eyes were seemingly sucking my soul is like a whirlpool, and the sight of his bow-shaped lips that promises me multitudes of pleasurable sins that I have envisaged myself would willingly commit. How dare he exist before me while looking this devastatingly handsome, yet dangerous? He appears like something so precious yet reprehensible to have at the same time. And as if reading into my eyes, he then added, "I meant it by saying I am investing myself to you." saying it while his thumb strokes the line below my lower lip to continue, "--like, I'm so besotted by you."
When our eyes met, he involuntarily made me gave out a faint whimper as though I am being turned upside down. He had just confessed and here I am getting all numb all of a sudden. My chest hurting with the burning flame within making it difficult for me to catch for air. The odd pain was unbearable that it felt like it is taking out my weary heart to offer it to him to save me from the yearning to hear it more from him.
Amanikable cups my thigh as he lifted me, spreading my legs to scissor it around his waist. I had to quickly surround my arms on his shoulders to keep my balance. It was too late before I could manage to let go as he has already laid me to sit on top of the table. My height now matches him. His eyes were directly hitting me while I could already inhale his breathe when he chimed in once more, "Aren't you going to say anything, woman?" His eyes, those admirable oceanic-blue eyes, await my response.
I squirm that gave him a better opportunity to entice me further. He beams at me once more before saying, "Well, will you be staying with me, Emalia? If you will not answer me, I guess I'll have to do it with force." his tone was pretty much sensuous to ignore. It was as if I am being bewitched that I had swallowed my pride to answer him voluntarily with, "Fine, I'll stay." it was a low reply yet he was able to hear it still.
He looks very pleased with that sign of beam on his lips as he said, "Good girl," before conquering my unguarded lips once again. As I am still under bliss, I expressed my desire to remunerate his action. I clasped him further within my embrace. Though it wasn't even strong enough, I had felt his breathing heightened. I have no experience kissing anyone, he was the first one to penetrate my untouched lips and spoiling them with his greedy mouth. I am not confident if my skills are good, the same way as I can't even tell whether he's a good or bad kisser, I've never been with any man in my life until this moment.
I didn't let it bother me anymore, my concern now focuses right at this moment. And if he really meant wanting me to stay. It pleases that thing inside my chest having to hear that from the tyrant sea god who is not capable of loving anyone but himself.
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