DBS 4 - The Gambling Lord

The Gambling Lord Dusk "Shit ka, Dusk! Isagad mo!" Ungol ni Valentina de Silva habang nakasandal siya sa pader at walang sawa kong ginagamit. She just came here to see me and damn for I lost the bet…again. Pang pitong talo ko na ito sa loob ng isang linggo at umaabot na sa sampung milyon ang nawala sa akin. Fuck! I have to get it back. Kailangan kong makabawi sa sugal, but here is this woman with her itchy pussy. Umuwi lang ako para kumuha ng pera sa vault pero heto ang isang babaeng kinakati at gustong magpakamot. Valentina is my…bed warmer. That's what I call her. We love to have sex, just that. I can't say that she's my fiancée. I can't either say that I want to marry her. Marriage is not in my vocabulary. I love being single and no serious relationships. I don't want to be strangled. I want freedom. Gambling is my partner. It is my wife. Para itong isang droga para sa akin, na kailangan ko sa bawat araw. Mainit ang ulo ko nang pumasok ako sa opisina kanina sinundan pala ako ni Val. I shut the door, but when she entered, it came up to this point. She's pinned on the wall, thighs apart as I push myself harder into her core. Sagad na sagad ang mahaba at mataba kong pagkalalaki, na sintigas ng bakal. Wala siyang kahiya-hiya na umuungol at isinisigaw ang pangalan ko, habang labas masok ako sa kanyang pagkababae. Nakalabas ang mapuputi niyang dibdib sa suot niyang bestida, hinahawakan niya at minamasa. "Dusk!" She dramatically yelled and came. Nanginig siya na sobra pero mas lalo ko pang binilisan at hinalayan ang pagkilos ng balakang ko hanggang sa bumukas ang pinto ng opisina ko. I stopped and partly tilted my head. Men are standing behind me, two. "Dusk, pack your things now and leave!" Iyon ang isang kalmado pero may ngipin na utos ng isang pamilyar na boses. Mas higit pa iyon sa pamilyar. It's from my Dad. How dare him interrupt my moment? I'm trying to have an orgasm here. Isn't he aware of that? Ibinaba ko si Valentina at ito naman ay balewalang inayos ang sarili. "What?" I asked my father. At saan naman ako pupunta? Pinalalayas niya ba ako? Itinaas ko ang sariling pantalon at inayos din ang aking sarili. Valentina walked away and left my office. I faced Dad now, hands on my hips. "I said, pack your things and leave. You're going to your Mom's province and file a candidacy there. The present Governor there is using power and money. He's overstaying. No one wants to be his opponent. You will be," he said and pointed his finger at me. My brows arched. "Seryoso ka, Dad?" I asked him. Ang mukha niyang dati ng seryoso ay mas lalo pang naging seryoso. "Don't ever use that tone on me, Dusk. Masyado ka ng nagiging walang kwenta. Akala mo ba ay hindi ko alam kung magkano gabi-gabi ang winawaldas mo? You will now learn how to manage life seriously. Uuwi ka sa Camarines Norte at doon ka na!" Aniya pa kaya wala na akong naisagot, bukod sa pag-iting ng mga panga ko. "Uuwi ka o wala kang mana?" Dagdag na tanong pa niya. Shit. "Do I have a good choice?" I sarcastically asked and walked away. Hindi ko pinangarap na maging isang kandidato, matalo man o manalo, at mas lalong hindi ko pinangarap na maging probinsyano! I was born to live in a city, a modern place where women are wild and carefree, just like me, not to live in some old fashioned place and meet province girls who do not even know how to suck a dick! "Ramona!" I yelled at the housekeeper, in charge of my room. Agad naman itong lumapit, "Ser?" "Pack my things and your things," I almost choked back. "Tatanan na po tayo, ser?" Agad ko siyang pinukol ng masamang tingin, "Ihuhulog kita sa dagat." I started walking away, "Fix my things in no time. I'll be back." "Where are you going, Dusk?" Dad asked, so I refrained from walking. I never bothered looking back at him or even just taking a glance. I hate my father. He's making his own decisions in life, for us. Why can't he just let us live the way we want to live our lives? It's our lives anyway, not his. Bakit hindi na lang kaya siya ang mag-gobernador at ako ang maging siya? Siya ang umuwi sa probinsya ni Mama. "Magsusugal ka na naman!" Dumagundong ang boses niya sa sala kaya inis kong nalukot ang aking mukha. "Please, Dad, spare me even just before I leave Manila," I asked him with a glint of irritation in my voice. "How could I even spare you while you know nothing but to gamble and waste millions of money? Hindi ako napakatanda na mayaman para lang lustayin niyong magkakapatid sa wala ang lahat ng pinaghirapan ko!" He said madly, but I faced him. "Then, you should've never also fucked our mothers and left your semen inside their wombs." "Bastardo!" Dad yelled but I turned my back and left him. Why? It was never my fault if I was born in this world. I never asked them to have sex and make babies. Kasalanan ba naming apat na magkakapatid na maging tao sa magkakaibang nanay, para lang manipulahin ng sarili naming ama? Kung ipinagkakait niya ang yaman niya, di kanya na! Wait. Did I hear myself right? Hindi siguro ako mabubuhay na walang pera. Sa pera lang umiikot ang mundo ko at doon ako sumasaya, at sa mga babaeng nagkakandarapang tumihaya sa harapan ko at magpabayo. Masama ang hilatsa ng aking pagmumukha nang masalubong ko si Midnight. Kabababa lamang niya sa kotse. Nagkatinginan kami. "Your face looks like ass," aniya sa akin. Isa pa ang hayop na ito. "Your face looks like poop." Humalakhak siya kaya napailing lang ako. "What's the matter, kuya?" Tanong niya kaya hindi ko halos naituloy ang pagbukas ko ng pinto ng sarili kong sasakyan. "Dad is being so unfair again." Kumibot ang mga kilay ng kapatid ko, "Nothing's new. Dad always looks at us like a five-year-old boy. What is it this time?" I sighed. "I'm going to Camarines Norte." Natigalgal siya tapos ay sumipol kapag kuwan. "Baka ito na ang huli nating pagkikita, kapatid. Le'me give you a hug." Agad niya akong niyakap. Hindi ko alam kung lalo niya lang akong binubwisit. "Welcome to the world of virgins." "Tanga!" Bwisit na sabi ko sa kanya saka ako sumakay sa sasakyan ko. Mas lalo niyang dinadagdagan ang paghihirap ng kalooban ko at sama ng loob. He's not helping me anyway, just like Dad. He's so manipulative. If we will not use our money and wealth to enjoy life, then what's the use of being a billionaire? Money makes everything so perfect, Dad is just so old-fashioned and so boring. Lahat na lang ay pinanghihimasukan niya, kahit na mga babaeng ginugusto ng mga kapatid ko. Bakit hindi na lang siya humanap ng babae niya para hindi siya nakikialam sa buhay naming magkakapatid. He's our father and it's his obligation to give us what we want. My phone rang even before I revved the car. I looked at it and it's my secretary, Fiona. Ano na naman kayang kailangan ng babaeng ito? I answered the phone but never spoke. "Sir, naghihintay po ang isang applicant dito as your P.A. Kung hindi na raw po kayo darating, pasabi na raw po kayo para makabyahe na siya papauwing Camarines Norte, dahil may naghihintay na daw pong trabaho doon sa kanya." Kumunot ang noo ko. Anong P.A? "What fucking P.A do you mean? I was never hiring a nanny." "Si Senyor po ang nagpahanap." Putang-ina! "You tell that woman to go to hell!" I yelled and shut the phone. These people are toxic. They're making me look so terribly old and give me a headache. Uuwi ng Camarines Norte. Pakialam ko kung uuwi pa ng Camarines Norte ang aplikante na yun o saang panig ng mundo. Kay Dad siya mag-apply na yaya hindi sa trenta y quatro anyos na lalaking tulad ko.