She dashed into the bar and fixed herself a drink. She needed something to calm her down. She needed to think. With the glass in her hand, she went back to the living room and plopped herself carelessly on the plush furniture, creating an unladylike thud.
Smile Liu was mad as hell. With her brows drawn into a fierce frown and her eyes full of disbelief, topping it off with pursed lips, her face was a mixture of confusion and anger. Sipping her drink, her thoughts drifted back to what had transpired earlier.
Smile went over to Sherwin’s house but was disappointed to see he was not home. It’s been a while since they spent time together and she thought she’d surprise him by dropping by. She was walking back to her car when she saw another car approach, smiling broadly when she realized it was Sherwin’s. Leaning back on her car door, she waved hello at him.
The car came to a full stop beside her and Sherwin got out. He smiled at her and she immediately wrapped her arms around him, and kissed him hungrily. He kissed her back.
Off they went into his place and into his room, arms still around each other.
Inside the room, she pushed him to sit down at the edge of the bed. She turned to switch on the lamp and smiled, walked over to the CD player and soon, a sexy instrumental music filled the room.
Smiling slyly at him, she whirled around and sashayed towards him, stopped a few feet in front of him. He smiled back. This made her beam with pride. Swaying gently to the music, she slowly and carefully and teasingly removed her clothing one by one until only her hands covered her most intimate parts.
She saw Sherwin take a deep breath looking at her body. She smiled inwardly. She knelt before him and rubbed her body along his legs up to his chest, her lips slightly parted, waiting for him to capture them in a kiss.
He bent down to kiss her and pulled her up and brought her up on the bed, with her covering him. He kissed her, his hands roaming all over her body, and soon, he felt himself respond to her. He rolled over, bringing her with him, his lips never leaving hers, him on top of her.
Smile felt his need arise and was eager to pleasure him. She tried to help him take off his shirt when he resisted her help and moved off her.
Sherwin sat on the corner of the bed and lit a cigarette. His face was unreadable. He shook his head, raked his fingers through his hair and breathed deeply.
This caused Smile to wonder but thought nothing of it. She moved to kneel behind Sherwin and hugged him, pressing her warm body against his. She shivered at how cold his body felt.
“What’s the matter, Sherwin?” she asked playfully. “You’re cold. I can warm you up, you know,” she whispered, and nibbled on his ear.
Sherwin was not listening. Instead, he removed Smile’s arms from his body and fixed himself, his mind, on other things.
Smile watched him in silence. He seemed distraught, lost, and confused. She was getting worried. She opened her mouth to speak but he beat her to it.
“Get dressed and please lock the door when you go out,” he ordered and quickly left the room, leaving an astounded Smile in the middle of his bed.
She regained her wits a few seconds later and hurried to the main door. Sherwin’s car was heard speeding off away from the house.
“Shit!” she exclaimed and snatched her clothes and carelessly put them on. She found her keys and slipped into the car. She turned on the ignition. It won’t start.
“Start, damn it!” she screamed.
When the engine roared to life, she backed away from the house. She looked around, trying to find even a glimpse of Sherwin’s car, wishing she knew where he was headed, hoping she’d catch up with him. But it was too late. There was no Sherwin in sight, not even a shadow of his car.
She went home, tired and groggy and still outraged.
Sitting on the sofa and sipping her drink, she saw a faint golden light coming in from the window. It was morning already. And the sun has started to wake up, ready to burst forth with an immeasurable sunshine to energize the whole sleeping part of the world.
She looked at the clock. 6:13. She put her glass down and stood up and searched for the phone. After punching the numbers, she heard the ringing of the other line.
“Hello?” an irritated man’s voice answered the phone.
“It’s me, Smile,” she said sternly.
The man on the other line woke up immediately. “What do you want?”
“I need you to come over. Something needs to be taken care of,” with that, she slammed down the phone.
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The sun was high up when Sherwin decided to go back to the house he and Reina shared, to the house he strangely considered as his home.
It was a bright sunny day, clear, and not a cloud was there to mar the blanket of turquoise blue sky. The flowers and trees gracefully danced to the tune of the summer wind as it passed over them. The atmosphere spelled peace and tranquility, a sharp contrast to Sherwin’s struggle inside his mind.
Sherwin had a horribly intense headache from lack of sleep and too much liquor. He leaned forward to rest his head on the steering wheel for a couple of minutes before getting out of the car.
He surveyed the house.
A smile crept up on his lips.
He began to picture himself coming home from work and seeing Reina preparing dinner… their children playing in the living room…
“Ah, home!” Sherwin sighed, a silly smile played on his lips, and then he realized, “Reina?!”
He blocked the images and forced them out of his brain.
“Yeah, right. As if Reina could cook,” Sherwin smirked.
He took a step forward and when he was a foot away from the door, he stopped.
He stared at the doorknob. His forehead creased as a frown tugged the corners of lips, down. He made a motion of reaching for it but pulled his hand back and turned around and hastily went back to his car. He opened the door and without bothering to close it, he sat down and leaned on the seat.
He sighed. He tried to focus on his intentions. He is beginning to lose sight of what he is supposed to do.
They say revenge is sweet, sweeter than the sweetest honey, and yet, as his thoughts drifted back to last night’s events, it was not as he expected. It was never sweet; there was not even an ounce of sweetness in it. In fact, it tasted… Sour, leaving a bitter aftertaste, like a cough syrup.
Soon, he found himself transported back to last night, in the living room….
Reina faced him and kissed him hard on the lips.
He smiled and groaned in anticipation. He waited too long for this night.
“After all the planning, I’d finally get to bring you down,” the vengeful part of him said.
Her lips were full and she tasted so sweet. He felt like drinking the sweetest wine, drugging his senses.
“And after you bring her down, what happens next?” his conscience taunted.
Sherwin shook the voices in his head as he and Reina were caught in frenzy, their hands roaming all over each other’s body.
Reina moaned when Sherwin’s hand tugged on the waistband of her top and slipped inside her, caressing her stomach.
“Do you really hate her so much so as to really reduce her into nothing more but your whore?” his conscience pressed.
Sherwin hesitated but all his qualms disappeared into thin air as Reina sat down on the sofa and removed her top, leaving her in her lacy bra.
He smiled a quiet smile. She looked so lovely in her state last night. However, his frown came back as he remembered what he did to her and how she looked after it.
Reina pulled Sherwin’s head and searched his lips and kissed him passionately.
Sherwin broke free from the kiss and looked her in the eye, “God! She’s so beautiful!”
Reina squirmed and threw her head from side to side in sheer torment and pleasure.
He smiled and forced her to look at him.
“She’s perfect! So passionate,” he thought.
He saw her eyes glazed with passion.
She moaned and groaned as he continued to enter her again and again with his fingers.
“Oh my God!” Reina screamed when the coil inside her was about to unfold and scatter into a million pieces.
“I’d make love to you all night,” he silently promised.
“Make love?” a mocking voice screamed in his brain and all of a sudden, Sherwin stopped.
“…