Ms. Writer and the Billionaire Playboy

Chapter 19

CARTER

“My name?” usal ng babae. She furrowed her brow. “And why would I tell you that, Carter Vallejo? You already got my address, it will be easy for you to know my other information.”

“It’s just a name you know?” Carter smirked, relaxed his back at the sofa. Sinuyod ng titig niya ang kabuuan ng sala na iyon. It has a nice eclectic and unique touch, mukhang mahilig sa art ang babae.

“Malaki ata ang sinasahod mo,” he spotted one painting, and as a lover of art himself, he knows who painted that and how much that painting approximately has costed. “You have that one,” nguso nito sa naka-hang na painting. “Spreading lies must be a good game, huh?”

“Can you stop it?” iling ng babae. “And that was a gift for me.”

“By who? Your sugar daddy?” ngisi ni Carter.

“If you’re so close, I could have already slapped you,” angil nito.

“Then why don’t you come close?” aniya. The woman’s gaze narrowed and became more darker. He was really enjoying this. His having a good time already.

“Don’t you dare me on that, Carter,” himig nito. “Anyway, do you want anything? Drinks?”

“Do you have a can of beer?” he aired.

Napakibit-balikat lang ang babae. “I think you’re really stubborn.” Napaalis ito, may kinuha sa ref at bumalik nga ito na may dalang can ng beer.

“Feel free,” itsa nito sa kaniya. She also brought chips.

“Because of this, you’re welcome in my place too. Medyo malapit lang din dito.”

“No need, this will be our last time talking with each other.”

“How sure are you about that?” he smiled.

Napailing lang ulit ang babae. He chuckled a bit. “I think we both loved the same artist, how did you know him?” tukoy nito sa pintor ng painting.

Finally, in irritation maybe, she finally budged in. “Ernest Medina is my brother.”

Napa-awang ang bibig ni Carter. “Oh, you’re Ernest’s sister!” he gaped. “No way, oh, oh I see…that’s why you have access to the entertainment industry!”

“The blog was supposed to be just innocent you know, like I just started writing,” kibit balikat nito, “I wouldn’t have imagined it will blow up, and it amassed readers. And it was nice, because I’m anonymous. I sometimes get nasty things, like bashers or even death threats because of it, but nothing really serious.”

Napatango-tango si Carter. “So I’m thinking, it must be the other side of the camp who tipped you with the story? About me impregnating this sexy actress?”

“Who wouldn’t? May relasyon naman kayo, everyone in the industry knows that,” taas ng kilay ng dalaga.

And he remembered something. “So you’re Erin,” he smiled, recalling one of his conversations with Ernest when he bought one painting. “Didn’t know you will be this, you know, like attractive in your own way.”

Napakunot ng noo si Erin. “Don’t try that with me.”

He chuckled, they started to sip the cans.

“So now that you’re here, what do you want? You must have an agenda.” She aired.

“Yes, initially, I just came here to irritate you. But I’m thinking, wether I can ask help from you.”

“Help?” she clarified.

“To reverse that gossip that you spread, simula ng lumabas ang blog post mo, I got some cancelled deals, you know?” himig niya. He saw the sudden tinge of realization in the woman’s eyes, and it gratified him. “Are you feeling guilt now? Are you just realizing na may epekto yang sinusulat mo? Yes, it must be just for the fun for you. But some people’s lives or careers are getting affected.”

“Did you do a DNA test?” she squinted her eyes.

“DNA test, to deny that you’re the father of that child.”

“Hell,” napa-apuhap siya ng hangin. “What?”

“Your team, are idiots you know that?” and she chuckled a bit. “You could have easily done that, it will silence everyone.”

He darkened his gaze, “you think that’s easy? I don’t even have anymore contact with this person! Na gustong siraan ako. You think makikipag-usap pa yon?”

“By reverse, you’re ordering me to write that what I wrote earlier is not true. It will ruin my credibility of course. You’re not thinking. If you want to counter act that, pwede ka namang mag hire ng ibang writer. Or like I said a DNA.”

“But I don’t have access to this person, at syempre, mas marami kang readers. Tinatalo mo pa nga minsan yung mga nasa newspaper.”

“Well, that’s a compliment,” she smiled.

“Guilt or conscience, yun ang kelangan mo,” he aired, remembering why he was here in the first place and why he hated this person. He reminded himself that he cant be swayed, this person is a fox or a vixen. Nagpapa-ikot ito ng tao.

“Last time I checked, ikaw ang basta na lang nag trespass dito, kaya siguro, kelangan mo rin yun.”

He shoved his hand in his pocket and reached out to his phone. In one click, he snapped a photo of Erin. And then he smiled, wickedly. Sa phone photo, naka maang ang babae, in what looked like a half-smile, may hawak ito na beer in can sa kamay.

Realizing what has just happened, she was in total awe and shock and now, in distress.

“What did you just do?” napatayo ito.

“I can just easily upload this in my social media you know? Claim that I have slept with Ink Hot gossip, or Erin Medina to be exact? I can say to the whole world that I f*cked you,” he chuckled.

And in one instant, the lady dived into him, about to snatch the phone in his hand, but he was more quicker, raised his hand, and maybe she miscalculated her step, so he dived and slipped, fell into his chest in a smack.

Buti na lang at nasa sofa siya, the weight cushioned them, but he already caught her in his arms, caging her in between him.

Napatitig siya dito, and she too, was stunned to even speak, and her eyes glued on him as well. Their eyes danced around each other, and he drawn in a deep smile, “you’re so beautiful up close, Erin.”

He was enjoying it, her scent, her warmth. He has not experienced this excitement before. She was making him feel so alive. And it was in that moment, that made him decide, that he wanted to be with her more, to solve and peel all the layers of her, for her to become his.

That would be a feat, but he wont back down.

“L-let me go,” she squeaked, finally upon realizing that she was caged in his arms.

“Only in one condition,” he smiled.

“Erase that f*cking photo, Carter! Or I would write something more darker about you.”

“Well, you can write being intimate with me,” he winked and chuckled again.

“Let me go!”

“Alright, only when you say yes,” he smiled. Looking deeply into her.

Her lips are so kissable, he was controlling himself for sure.

“Yes with what?”

“Let’s date, Ms. Gossip writer.”

“You are nuts!” she shrieked, hawling out of his grip. “You can leave now!”