Protecting Her Name (Kairo’s POV)
“Hindi na papasok si Brian Chavez sa kahit anong property ko. Naiintindihan mo ba?” I said, voice low but deadly, eyes flashing with an intensity that silenced everyone in the room. Yanna’s hands gripped mine, fingers trembling as she looked up at me, awe and relief mingling in her gaze. “K-Kairo… ang… ang lakas mo…” She whispered, voice barely audible, her chest rising and falling rapidly. “I’m serious, Yanna. Hindi ko hahayaan na may gumalaw sa’yo o sumakit sa’yo ulit,” I murmured possessively, thumb brushing over her hand. “Hindi lang sa ngayon, hindi kailanman. Basta ako ang bahala.” I could feel her pulse against my palm, rapid and unsteady, and it made my possessiveness surge. “Pero Kairo… paano mo… paano mo gagawin ‘to?” she whispered, eyes searching mine, almost desperate. I le
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