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“Yen!”
Kim's voice was low but loud enough to echo his silent frustration. I got frightened. I knew I was confusing him. Just a few minutes ago, I hooked my arms around him like a lost child who just found comfort and security. That move awakened a mutual longing deep within us, prompting a simple gesture to progress into an intimate action.
I danced along with him to the rhythm of sexual passion. Our moves even flowed out naturally and unrestrained. I felt profound pleasure and satisfaction with him, but it was something I had never experienced with Zed. I momentarily forget about reality. Everything felt so real and tangible. But after the powerful emotion subsided, the truth dawned on me.
Hell, I sinned against my husband!
I sinned against the man who put me on a pedestal. The man who did nothing but loved and took care of me like I was the most fragile thing on earth. I could never believe that there would come a day that I would destroy our sacred bond. We were still in our early months of marriage. Yet there I was, hooking up with a married person. The very thought of this made me feel I was swimming in a pool of dark and slick filth. And I couldn't dare to look at myself in the mirror.
I quickened my pace until I was already running. My light footsteps echoed against the eerie silence of the hall. But before I could open the door that separated Door 13 from the rest of the units, a powerful pair of arms caught my waist.
“Yen, I won't hold you back, but please hear me out first. Take it easy.”
I struggled to get free from Kim, but his arms tightened around me. Then, feeling that somewhat familiar warmth of his body against me, I broke into a sob. Because I felt Kim wasn't just a stranger or my boss, but someone related to my past.
Thinking that whatever it was in the past that linked him to me had nothing to do in the present, I begged.
“Kim, let me go. My conscience is already killing me. Look, I'm a married woman. I don’t want to go on sinning against my husband!”
I heard his heavy sigh on top of my head, his breathing even tickling my scalp.
“Take it easy, Yen. I’m sorry I got carried on. It’s all my fault.”
Sorry. My mind was jeering at this. But, that simple word was never enough to put back the pieces of dignity I had broken out.
After a moment, my soft sobs turned into loud wailing.
“Why did you take advantage of my weakness? You know I have a husband, and I'm even carrying his baby in my womb.” I knew I sounded foolish to say this since I was the one who started the act. And I just couldn’t pin my sin on him.
“I’m sorry, Yen. I’m really sorry.” Kim didn’t let me go yet. He placed his chin instead of on top of my shoulder.
“But please, don’t mind it so much. We are only human.”
I forcefully separated his hands, which were interlaced in front of my navel. And then I turned and faced him, looking straight into his eyes.
“Why are you here? Are you stalking me?”
I surprised myself with the courage I got in confronting him. However, I couldn’t help myself from voicing out the suspicion that was raging in my mind.
He may have planned all these. But, everything that happened to me was not a mere coincidence. His business partner misconstruing me as Jakara Blue. The consistent dreams I had about him. The outer structure of the apartelle. The interior design of the room. The furniture and appliances inside Door 13. Thinking about all these sent shivers down my spine.
“I followed you because I saw you coming out of the taxi while I was at the office.”
I raised my head subconsciously, and my eyes fell on the glass wall along the corridor. Kim Yuan Microelectronics’ signage that was attached to the beam of the second level greeted my eyes. Below the signage was indeed the glass wall of his office. It may be dark from the outside, but it gave off an unrestricted view of its surroundings from the inside.
A few hours ago, we were there attending the board meeting. We went back to the hotel together after the session. But why was he there again?
Reading through my mind perhaps, his voice cut into my confusion. “Vic and I went back to the office because of an important matter. And it so happened that I saw you as I looked out from my desk.”
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