Breaking The Rule

Ang galit sa aking dibdib ay tila Bulkang Mayon na anumang oras ay handa nang sumabog. Gamit ang mabibigat kong hakbang, tinahak ko ang makintab na hallway patungo sa office ng lalaking wala nang ginawa kundi sirain ang araw ko. Bago pa man ako makalapit sa pinto, mabilis na humarang ang assistant niyang naka-salamin. Her eyes widened in utter shock, as if she was staring right at an impending natural disaster. “S-Siri, teka lang! May bisita si Boss, bawal ka pa riyan—” I warned her in a deadly quiet voice while locking eyes with her. “Tumabi ka, Miss Minerva, kung ayaw mong tumilapon sa pader.” Inayos nito ang kaniyang antipara habang pilit na nakiusap. She let out a desperate plea to stop me. “Siri naman, maawa ka. Mawawalan ako ng trabaho kapag pinapasok kita. Palalabasin mo 'yung dragon sa kuweba, eh. Sige na, balato mo na sa akin 'to.” My expression softened for a split second as I placed a hand on her shoulder. “Huwag kang mag-alala, sagot kita. Kapag tinanggal ka ng abnormal na ’yan, sabihin mo lang sa akin at irerekomenda kita sa bayaw ko.” Bago pa siya makasagot, agad ko nang hinawi ang kaniyang mga kamay. No amount of pleading was going to stop me. Because when Siri sets her eyes on a target, no door stays locked for long. I pushed the heavy door open with force. Ang nag-aabang sa akin sa loob ay isang eksenang parang nakuha mula sa isang adult film production. In the middle of the spacious room, Dastan was lounging comfortably in his leather swivel chair. Mukha siyang isang hari na nakaupo sa kaniyang trono. One hand was resting casually behind his chair, while the other was tangled in the hair of a woman kneeling right between his thighs. Katirikan pa naman ng araw, pero wala silang pakundangan sa ginagawa nilang kadugyutan. Minerva grabbed my arm from behind and clutched her eyes shut. “Sabi ko naman sa ’yo, huwag kang papasok,” pabulong niyang wika habang nanginginig ang boses. Look, I was not already an innocent. Thanks to the educational p0rn and hentai marathons I shared with Niña and Jaifel out of pure curiosity, I already knew the mechanics. Pero ang makita ito nang live at sa kalagitnaan at katarikan ng araw? Good heavens, I suddenly felt an urgent need to sanitize my eyes with holy water. Dastan, however, did not even flinch. Dahan-dahan niyang inayos ang kaniyang pantalon at sumandal sa upuan. He fixed his icy gaze on me with insufferable arrogance. “Don’t you know how to knock before entering?” tanong niya na tila ako pa ang may malaking kasalanan. The woman quickly buttoned up her low-cut blouse and threw a harsh glare in my direction. Inirapan ko rin siya pabalik nang mas matindi. Sino siya para magmaldita sa harap ko? “Eh, ikaw? Hindi mo ba alam kung paano mag-lock ng pinto?” nakatataas-kilay kong balik sa kaniya. Minerva tried to shrink into the background to hide. Subalit mabilis siyang binalingan ni Dastan ng isang matalim na titig. “Minerva, didn't I tell you not to let anyone in? Bakit nakapuslit 'yan?” “E-kasi po, Sir—” “Mag-usap tayo,” singit ko agad sa usapan dahil ayaw kong maiba ang paksa. He did not even bother looking at me. “Palabasin mo si Miss Santiago. She is no longer an intern here, so there is zero reason for her to be roaming around my office.” Minerva tugged my arm to guide me out, but I violently shook off her grip. “No!” Pumunta ako nang deretso sa mesa niyang gawa sa mahogany at padabog na itinukod ang aking mga palad sa ibabaw nito. I leaned down until we were eye to eye. “Bakit?” galit kong tanong habang pinipigilan ang sarili kong suntukin ang mukha niya. “Isang linggo pa lang ako rito. I did everything by the book. Bakit mo tinanggal ang internship ko?” He dismissively gestured to the woman beside him. “Minerva, ilabas mo na si Camille.” “It’s Georgina, asshole!” sigaw nung babae habang ipinapakita ang kaniyang gitnang daliri kay Dastan. She stomped out of the room, with Minerva scrambling right behind her. Once the door clicked shut, the heavy silence in the room felt completely suffocating. Dastan rose from his chair slowly, his tall frame looming over me like a dark storm cloud. Bawat hakbang niya palapit ay tila nagpapatindi ng boltahe sa ere. Step by step, he pressed forward until my back hit the cold edge of his desk. He planted his hands on either side of me on the table. Ikinulong niya ako sa kaniyang personal space na parang isang prey na na-trap sa web. Gadangkal na lang ang distansya ng aming mga mukha. The rich, intoxicating scent of his expensive cologne flooded my senses. Kung dati siguro nahimatay na ako sa kilig, pero matagal ko nang ibinaon sa limot ang pagpapantasya at pagkahumaling ko sa kaniya. Ngayon? Nahihilo lang ako sa matinding galit. “Pabaya ka sa trabaho, Miss Santiago,” bulong niya habang nakatitig nang matalim sa aking mga labi. “Pabaya?” A bitter laugh escaped my throat at the sheer audacity of his claim. “Binubundok mo ako ng mga papel araw-araw kahit hindi ko naman 'yon trabaho! But did I pull through? Oo! Did I complain? Hindi! Tapos sasabihan mo akong pabaya? Are you blind, o pinagtitripan mo lang ako talaga?” Nag-igting ang kaniyang panga at gumalaw ang kalamnan sa kaniyang mukha. “You were two minutes late yesterday,” he stated with a cold expression. “Dalawang minuto? Is it my na sira ang elevator kaya kailangan kong umakyat hanggat 10th floor?” “Late is late. Besides, you are only here because of a family recommendation.” Wow! Nanunumbat siya! Halikan ko kaya ’to nang matauhan sa kademonyohan niya? “Rekomendasyon mula sa bayaw ko na malaya mo namang pwedeng tanggihan,” pabalang kong sagot habang nakangisi. He nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders. He dismissed my logic like it was nothing but dirt on his sleeve. “And it is a recommendation I can revoke whenever I want. My company, my rules, Miss Santiago. Now, if you will excuse me, you may show yourself out.” Without waiting for my reply, he turned on his heel. Pumasok siya sa kaniyang pribadong silid at isinarado ang pinto nang napakalakas. I stood there frozen in place. Ang dugo ko ay kumukulo sa matinding galit. Two minutes. Giniba niya ang internship ko dahil lang sa dalawang minuto. “Bwisit ka talaga!” I hissed under my breath while clenching my hands into tight fists. There was no way in hell I was walking away from this with him having the last laugh. Hindi ngayon. Moving like a ghost, I reached for the doorknob of his private room. Hindi man lang ito nakalock. I slid inside unnoticed by him. Agad kong narinig ang agos ng tubig mula sa shower stall. The sheer nerve of this man to take a shower right after destroying my life! Tinitigan ko ang malabong salamin ng pinto habang may biglang pumasok na ideya sa aking isip. A slow and wicked grin spread across my face. Kinuha ko ang cellphone ko mula sa bag at binuksan ang camera para mag-record. I crept closer to the bathroom entrance. At doon ay nakita ko si Dastan na nakatalikod at walang kasuot-suot sa ilalim ng tubig. But he was not just taking a normal shower. One hand was braced heavily against the wet tiles, while the other moved in a fast rhythm between his legs. Nakatingala ang kaniyang ulo at nakapikit ang mga mata habang nagpapakawala ng mabababaw na ingay. My mind completely glitched at the sight. Is he...masturbating? Kita mo ’tong m******s na ’to. Itinuloy pa nga ang hindi natapos kanina. Gosh! My hands trembled slightly as I pressed the record button on my screen. I kept the camera lens locked right on his body. Panic fought with absolute satisfaction inside my chest. It was a goldmine. Isa itong napakalakas na sandata na nakakuha ng malinaw na ebidensya. But as another deep groan echoed off the walls, my mouth moved on its own before my brain could stop it. “Need a hand?” The running water seemed to freeze instantly. Dastan’s eyes snapped open and locked straight onto me. Nakatutok ang umiilaw na camera ng cellphone ko sa kaniyang mukha. Color drained from his features before surging back in a wave of pure fury. Sa kaniyang pagmamadali, mabilis niyang hinablot ang tuwalya mula sa towel rack at ibinalot ito sa kaniyang baywang. “Miss Santiago! f**k!” he roared in anger. Dahil sa matinding gulat at taranta, nadulas ang kaniyang basang paa sa pader ng shower. He lost his balance completely. Sa pagtatangka niyang hawakan ang pader para hindi matumba, kumalas ang kaniyang pagkakahawak sa tuwalya. The towel hit the wet tiles with a soft thud. My heart stopped beating. The camera was still recording every single detail. Bago pa man siya makapagtakip muli, my eyes dropped directly to his exposed lower body. My entire body paralyzed in sheer, unadulterated shock when I saw his fully aroused, rigid manhood standing fully exposed right before my eyes. Oh Gods in heaven, I'm doomed!