Chapter 2: He, Who Was Stuck With Peacock
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Pasimpleng kumuha ng wet tissue si Ella mula sa kanyang bag at tinignan ang katabing lalaki.
Matangkad ito, hanggang leeg lang siya pero ma-drama. Nakasuot ito ng turtleneck na panloob na sadyang itinaas hanggang baba, black jacket na may hood, naka face mask, at black sunglasses. There was not even a single feature of him exposed at all.
One the other hand, tinignan naman ni Constantine ang babaeng kasabay. Sa tingin niya mga 5'5" ang height nito. Nakasuot ito ng yellow fishnet na long-sleeves, naka-tucked in ‘yon sa napaka-igsi nitong pink balloon skirt na pinaresan ng... ‘green high heels?’
Constantine didn’t mean to be rude but he ended up smirking behind his mask. The woman’s taste was like abstract art. Wala siyang naintindihan sa nakita niya, except for the fact that she was colorful like a peacock.
He couldn’t tell what urged him to do what he did next. Sinuyod niya ulit ng tingin ang katabi. She had generous boobs. Probably, cup c, a small waist he could span with his two hands, and a messy hair bun on top of her head. She was beautiful. Not as stunning as her colors but still very pretty.
His eyes traveled lower. Satisfied, he casually c****d his head. ‘Shapely legs, not bad.’
It was weird to him why time ticked so slow at that moment. Yung katabi niya ba ang mabagal kumilos o siya? It was like something was happening but he couldn’t fathom what.
Hindi pa sila lubusang nakakapasok sa elevator nang may limang humabol sa pagsara ng pinto, apat na matataba, dalawang lalaki, dalawang babae, at isang payat. That was the only time his world felt like it moved again.
The colorful woman pressed the elevator’s button at nagsara na nga ang pintuan. Nakasulat sa may gilid ng bakal na pintuan seven people only pero iyong apat naman na kasama nila double ang size.
That gave him a bad feeling pero nang maramdaman niyang humarap sa kanya ang babaeng kanina pa nagpapagulo ng kanyang sistema ay nanahimik siya. He liked it when she pressed herself to him innocently as if she was avoiding the thin guy before her.
Again, he smirked behind his mask.
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SHE DIDN’T LIKE HOW THE THIN GUY SMELLED.
That was the only reason why Ella ended up stepping back and turning to the guy behind her. Kipkip niya ang mga folders sa dibdib nang magsimulang umandar ang sinasakyan. They were able to reached as far as the tenth floor when the ride suddenly stopped with a thud.
Late na late na talaga sya. Surprised by the mild impact and power interruption, nasiko ng payat na lalaki ang kanyang baywang at dumulas sa kamay niya ang hawak na folder.
She drew an irritated sigh before lowering herself slowly. Looking up, she blindly searched for the folders on the floor. It was hard since it was crowded. She felt shoes. It was embarrassing and at the same time gross. Kaso alam niya rin na mahalaga ang dokumentong yon kaya hindi siya tumigil hanggang makapa niya ito.
She was about to move nang biglang umigkas ulit ang elevator. Yung payat na lalaki, napaurong sa likod niya at naitulak siya. Her face was suddenly buried to the masked man. Then as if the humiliation wasn’t enough yet. The lights turned back on.
‘Holy s**t!’ Huli siyang nakaluhod sa pagitan ng mga binti ng lalaki. Worse, she looked like giving him a blow with both of her hands leveraged on the wall on either side of his hips to avoid her from smashing her face again on where it shouldn’t.
Anim na pares agad ng mga mata ang nakatingin sa kanya. Ang sarap sanang mawalan ng malay doon nang may malakas na pares ng kamay na umalalay sa kanya patayo. A little push on the other people around her and he managed to put her back on her heels. Appreciation flooded her senses when the tall guy grabbed the metal railing attached to the wall next to her. He silently secured her space, keeping her from being tossed around by others.
“Thank you--”
His chuckle cut her off.
They were approaching the twentieth floor nang biglang mamatay na naman ang ilaw kasabay ng paghinto ng kanilang sinasakyan.
Magrereklamo pa sana siya nang biglang may kumalansing sa sahig. Cellphone? Definitely not. It sounded like keys. Napakadilim sa loob ng elevator kaya di niya masabi.
She was about to tell everybody not to pick the damn thing up, when something moist and hot crawled the back of her calves up to her thighs.
There was a pair of lips tasting her legs, she couldn’t be wrong cause she felt its teeth when it mildly grazed her. When she lost her balance due to the shock, two hands immediately gripped her waist and kept her from falling.
Nanigas nalang sya hanggang sa maabot ng mainit na labing yon ang ilalim ng kanyang skirt. Then she felt the intruder try to make its way inside her undies, biting the side of her thongs sensually while blowing warm breathe on her gem.
Doon siya parang nagising at umakmang ihahampas ang hawak niyang folder sa kung sino mang nasa ilalim ng kanyang baloon skit. She was waiting for the perfect timing nang biglang umigkas ulit ang kanilang sinasakyan at nabuhay ang ilaw.
She was caught with her hands suspended in midair ready to hit the culprit when she realized that the do-er was already gone.
Pag-angat niya ng tignin, wala namang nagbago. The masked man was still standing in silence, one of his hands leveraged against the wall guarding her and the other with a car key.
“I dropped my keys.”
Napakurap siya bago ibaba ang hawak na folder. She was sure as hell abut what he did. She could still feel his breathe on her skin and there was no way na imagination 'yon. How did he move so fast though?
She gritted her teeth but then remained silent As what the person who trained her said, patience is a virtue. Hindi siya pwedeng manggulpi sa gitna ng ganitong karaming tao at ganito kaliit na espasyo. Thus, she waited.
Matapos ang pinakamahabang elevator ride para kay Ella ay bumukas din ang pintuan sa thirtieth floor.
Her almond eyes were sharp when she watched the group of people walked out. She was strategically cornering the man behind her, stepping in the same direction of where he was going when he tried to move out too.
Then the time she had been waiting for came.
One breathe, one quick turn, and her fist flew to the air, punching him on his crotch. She didn’t expect the man’s reflex to be just as fast as her attack though. Dumulas lang ang kanyang kamao sa jeans nito.
Umakma siyang kakaripas ng takbo kasunod nang gulat na mura ng kaharap nang bigla siyang matigilan. Bakit? Kasi yung fishnet niyang polo shirt sumabit sa zipper ng lalaki.
“What the f**k?” It was him who first recovered from their mutual shock. In a sudden look, nagmukha siyang nandakot at kinakaladkad ang binata samantalang gulantang na gulantang naman ang kaharap.‘D*mn it! Kung mamalasain nga naman!’
"Let go of my hand!"
"Let go of my crotch. "
Their loud voices came out like a choir when it echoed through the hallway. Pati ang babaeng nasa receiving area napatanga sa kanilang dalawa.
“Late na ko!”
“Late na ko.”
Their voices did it again, mixing with each other as if they were just one person. It was like they were linking for whatever reason na lahat nalang ng sabihin nila nagkakasabay sila.
She knew he noticed it too. She caught the slight confusion in him when he tilted his head and looked at her.
Ang cute nila, para silang naglalandiang couples sa hallway. Secretly, gusto niya itong patayin.
“Okay...” She took a breathe, calming her nerves down. Giving him a fake smile, she talked with the most civil tone she could. “Zipper, sir. You got two choices. You will get your zipper off my sleeve bago ko po kayo kaladkarin kung saan man naroon ang kliyente ko, or uuwi kayo na wala nang laman ang pantalon niyo po---”
"You're late Ella."
It was then that someone suddenly spoke from nowhere. Recognizing who it was, she choked on her spit before turning her head to the direction of the sound.
Pero hindi lang siya ang mukhang tinuka ng ahas habang nakatingin sa mga bagong dating. Even the man and woman in their business suits were just as shocked as she was.
That could have been forever, bago nahimasmasan ang lady boss niyang si Ragabo, at ang lalaking katabi nito na kung maalala niya ay ang talent manager ng kanyang kliyente, si Ivano. Their wide eyes traveled from the masked man, to her who was still bending a little, and finally to that hand stuck on the front of his jeans.
"What the hell is this Constantine?"
That was when it blasted on her face. Ilang segundong hindi nakagalaw bago namamalikmatang napatingin sa kaharap.
Did she hear what Ragabo said correctly? Did her lady boss just really called this jerk..."S-sir Constantine?"
God forgave her, kalabisan bang hilinging sana manigas na siya roon?
‘Kill me now...’ her mind cried.'As in now na now na!'
- Writer
