Prologue
675 Words
SALUBONG ang kilay, sinenyasan niya ang assistant na si Rita na hilahin palabas ng opisina niya ang hubo't hubad na aplikante. Kumukulo nang husto ang dugo niya mula pa kanina.
Kung ano man ang dahilan bakit hindi makuha ni Rita ang simpleng trabahong pinagagawa niya: idaan sa matinding screening ang mga bagong aplikante na darating, ay hindi niya alam.
Mga bigating personalidad at malalaking tao ang dadalo sa birthday party niya mamayang gabi. Kinulang siya ng tauhan kaya napilitan siyang tumanggap ng mga aplikante. At kung ganito kapapangit ang mga babaeng magtatrabaho mamaya ay mapapahiya siya sa mga bisita.
The last thing he wanted to do was to put his business in a dreadful situation, especially his name. Money was his priority. Every single cent counts. Ang pinaka-ayaw niya sa lahat ay bumaba ang kita niya nang kahit isang sentimo lamang.
Mierda! Ibinagsak na lamang niya ang likuran sa sandalan ng swivel chair kung saan siya nakaupo. Siya namang pagpasok muli ni Rita sa opisina. Tungong-tungo ang ulo nito at hindi rin makatingin sa kanya.
Frustrated, he glared at the seven female applicants before him, then looked down at the applicant list he was holding. Lalong nagsalubong ang kilay niya; may hindi tama sa nangyayari.
Dalawang babae pa lamang ang nasuri niya.
With a tight jaw, he turned his head slightly and caught sight of a girl cowering behind the other applicant.
Pumitik nang husto ang kilay niya. Nakayuko ang babae. "Sweetie? Sweetie, you the one with the short hair. Come here."
Natigilan siya nang mag-angat ito ng mukha at pinakatitigan siya sa mata, humakbang palapit sa harap niya. Sa lahat ng mga babaeng nag-a-apply roon, kung hindi nasobrahan sa pagiging confident, takot at pangamba ang nakapaskil sa mukha - 'pag siya ang kaharap. Pero ang isang ito ay na-iiba: fierce was drawn on her face, so were on the eyes.
Ipinatong niya ang siko sa armrest ng upuan, nagdekwatro. "Take off your clothes."
Sukat nagsalubong ang kilay ng babae. Ni hindi man lang nagsalita.
"Are you deaf?" He narrowed his gaze at the girl, assessing her from head to toe. Her hair was straight and black. The skin was flawless and fair. She was in a summer dress that highlighted her petite figure. The fullness of her breasts was peeking out from the dress’s neckline. Curves were well-defined, as were her arms and legs—particularly her feet.
Wala itong sapin sa paa tulad ng ibang mga aplikante. Feet were the most important part of a woman's exposed body. And men, in general, would pay a big amount of money if a mujerzuela had toes that could meet the patron's fetishism.
The girl's hands balled into fists as his eyes fixated at her breasts.
Clearly, this girl had the guts not to get intimidated by him. And for the very first time, he was challenged.
For the first time, he recognized that someone had the audacity to challenge his authority.
"Are you a virgin?" tanong niya, pinapasadahan ng hintuturo ang baba.
Noon na pinamulahan ang babae. Nanginig bigla ang ibabang labi nito, umiwas ng tingin.
But then, the fierce on her face did not get faded.
Napangiti siya. One thing was for sure, this girl was good at hiding the fear, yet he was Enzo Zavala. No one under him would not get intimidated and frightened by his presence.
"Rita!" tawag niya sa assistant, itinuro ang pitong babae. "Get these fuckers out of my office." He did not barge to cut off his gaze at the girl who was about to be left behind. "And lock the door from the outside."
Gusto niyang makita kung hanggang saan ang tapang ng babaeng ito. O mas magandang sabihing, tuturuan niya ito ng leksyon kung paano matakot sa isang Enzo Zavala.
Nakalabas na ang mga babae sa opisina niya. Tumunog na rin ang lock ng pintong hindi basta-basta mabubuksan. The door was locked in a special way. At siya lamang ang may kakayahang magbukas niyon.
But still, the girl’s eyes and face were fierce . . ..
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