Napatingin ako kay Danilo, na nakatayo sa harap ng aking working table, halata sa kanyang ekspresyon ang pagkagulat sa biglaang pagtawag ko.
My gaze lingered on him, torn between curiosity and insecurity.
Hindi trabaho ang dahilan kung bakit ko siya pinatawag; instead, I was drawn to understanding the dynamic between him and Avery.
Kahapon, nasaksihan ko paano nito hawakan si Avery sa balikat, na may bahagi ng pagkatao ko ang nag alab na hindi nagustuhan ang nakita ko.
The feeling was undeniable—I didn't like the thought of another man having that intimate connection with Avery.
After a few moments of silence, he finally broke it, asking me.
"What can I serve you, Mr. Hidalgo?"
My gaze remained fixed on him, the tension thick enough to slice through.
I cut straight to the chase.
