Helen scoffed as she was left dumbfounded. Hindi makapaniwala sa sinabi ni Alexander. Tila nagpanting ang kaniyang tainga ngunit hindi niya masigawan ang kaniyang boss dahil sa pagiging walang puso nito.

“Parausan,” she laughed, sardonically. “Ginawa ka lang niyang parausan, Amalthea!” singhal niya sa sarili. “Ang bobo mo kasi. Tanga. Nagpagamit ka para lang sa misyon mo.”

Binalot niya ang kaniyang sarili ng comforter. Bumangon siya sa kama at nagtungo sa kaniyang sariling banyo at nilinis ang kaniyang sarili bago harapin ang salamin.

“Ginamit ka lang niya. Nagpagamit ka naman.” pagka-usap niya sa kaniyang sarili.

She couldn’t believe it. Nasa kaniyang isipan pa rin ang sinabi ni Alexander sa kaniya. Humugot siya ng isang malalim na paghinga.

“Abort… abort the child?” she chortled again. “Bakit ko ipapalaglag ang bata kung puwede ko namang palakihin ng mag-isa.” bulalas niya sa kaniyang sarili.

Nagbihis na siya bago lumabas sa kaniyang silid. Naabutan niya sa living room si Alexander na nagsisindi ng sigarilyo ngunit tuloy-tuloy lang ang kaniyang lakad patungo sa kusina. Kumuha siya ng malamig na tubig sa ref at nilagyan ang baso bago niya ito inisang lagok.

Para siyang uhaw na uhaw kaya muli siyang nagsalin ng tubig sa kaniyang baso hanggang sa pumasok ang mayordoma ni Alexander at naabutan siyang nakatungo sa counter table.

“Oh, hija, anong nangyayari sa iyo at parang pinagsukluban ng langit ang ekspresyon mo?” tanong ng matanda.

Ngumiti siya sabay iling. “Wala naman po…” sagot niya. “May aayusin lang po ako, kayo na ang bahalang magluto ng pagkain ni Mr. Adamos.” paalam niya.

“Ikaw raw ang magluto hija, e.” imporma ng matanda. “Gusto raw niya ng luto mo na adobong manok. Nagtataka nga ako sa batang ‘yon dahil gusto niyang tumikhim ng ibang putahe maliban sa steak na kinakain niya.” bakas ang pagtataka sa mukha ng matanda.

She bit her lower lip. “Kayo na lang po magluto, alam niyo naman kung paano lutuin.” giit pa rin niya at hindi na hinintay ang matanda na magsalita kaya umalis na siya roon.

Muli na naman niyang nadaanan si Alexander ngunit diretso lang ang kaniyang tingin at pumanhik na sa kaniyang silid para magbihis. Nais niyang lumabas na hindi nakikita ng kaniyang boss kaya madali itong nagpalit ng kaniyang high-waist na jeans at crop top na itim.

Dumaan siya sa may bintana. Iniwas niya ang kaniyang katawan sa bawat sulok na may CCTV. She heaved a sigh nang makarating siya sa likod na bahagi ng mansyon. Umakyat siya sa puno bago tumalon sa kabilang kalsada at mabilis na lumakad paalis.

She didn’t bring any bag and guns but she has her phone. Although there’s nothing important from her phone since every transaction with her boss she always reminding herself to delete every piece of it.

Nakarating siya sa kalsada at mabuti na lamang may dumaan na jeep. Hindi niya inalintana ang init. Gusto lamang niyang lumayo muna kay Alexander. Helen went to their hidden head quarters, good thing she still knew the place even before.

“Hey, Garadzela!” one of her co-agents greeted her.

“Hey! Where’s my friend?” she asked, coldly.

“Bad mood, huh? Why is that? Is it hard to resist that Greek mafia boss?” Gustav frankly asked her.

She raised a brow at him, glared at him dangerously. “Shut your fucking mouth, Gustav, you’re crossing the line asshole!” she gritted her teeth, annoyed with her co-agent.

Gustav just laugh at her. “Easy, Garadzela. Not because Mr. Red always on your side, you’ll special,” he uttered, bluntly.

“Sorry? But I am really special and you? You’re just a piece of trash that I don’t want to see.”  she fired back and entered the hide out.

She was furious, annoyed. As soon as she saw her friend Deanne, she rolled her eyes.

“Hey bitch,” Helen greeted.

“Oh, what makes you come here?” Deanne asks her, rolling her eyes, her feet is on the table. Sitting like a lady boss.

Helen shrugged her shoulder and seated at the chair across her friend. She took out a cigarette on the table. Sinindihan niya ‘yon bago ibuga ang usok nito. Luminga-linga sa paligid si Helen at nang alam niyang walang nakikinig sa kanila at walang ibang tao roon, nagsalita siya.

“I’m pregnant,” Helen blurted out of the blue.

Nanlaki ang mata ni Deanne at halos umayos ng kaniyang upo.

“Are you fucking serious?” tila hindi makapaniwalang tanong nito. “Didn’t I heard it wrong? Or are you really pregnant?!” bulalas niya.

“Shh!” she motioned her to keep quiet. “Ang ingay ng bunganga mo!” singhal niya.

Tinaasan lamang siya ng kilay ni Deanne. “Sorry, you have a friend na maingay,” konyong sagot nito.

Helen rolled her eyes. “Buntis ako at si Alexander Adamos ang ama ng dinadala ko,” sambit niya.

Humugot ng isang malalim na paghinga si Deanne, hindi pa rin makapaniwala sa sinasabi ng kaniyang kaibigan.

“How? How did that happen?” inosenteng tanong pa nito.

Helen shook her head. “We fucked each other, that’s it,” she bluntly mumbled. “Do you want me to explain it to you in a vulgar way?”

Tila nandidiri na umiling si Deanne at sa huli ay natawa na lamang siya. “You’re so mean to me,” she was annoyed. “I’m sure, you’re because you want to pull out from the mission now?”

Umiling si Helen. “Hindi. I won’t back out on the mission. I just need to finish it as soon as possible. Deanne you’re the one who can help me from this.” sabi niya.

“Why me?”

“Are you really my friend? Gosh! You don’t get it. Alexander won’t take responsibility to me if he ever knew that I am pregnant with his child!” she hissed.

Kumunot ang noo ni Deanne sa kaniyang nalaman.

“And you know what he had said when I frankly asked him if he got me pregnant?” she scoffed, sarcastically. “He told me to abort it… abort the child!” she laughed even more,

Deanne swallowed hard because of what she had heard.

“He’s heartless! That Greek mafia boss is heartless!” Deanne was mad, literally mad.

Helen was full of sarcasm in her expression. “Shut your mouth, Deanne. As soon as possible, don’t talk about it even with Mr. Red.” she reminded her friend.

Deanne nodded her head. “I will not tell anyone about it. And oh, what is the plan about your mission? Did you get any information?”

Tumango si Helen. “Yes but it’s not still enough,” she muttered. She roamed around her eyes. “Listen, do me a favor,” she blurted.

“What favor?” kunot-noong tanong ng kaibigan.

“Pretend that there’s a transaction from one of his business,” she told her. “O kahit pasabugin mo ang isa sa kaniyang mga establishment so I could get more information.”

Tumango-tango si Deanne. “When?”

“Tomorrow morning,” she replied. “Since, the maid in his house will go home, I will be the one who will stay there.”

“Alright, copy that.”

Pagkatapos mag-usap ng dalawa, umalis na rin si Helen at nagtungo sa isang malapit na pharmacy. She needs to get away from Greece. Baka hindi niya kayanin ang misyon lalo at buntis siya.

“Wrong move, Helen…” she scolded herself. “You need to move faster now so you could be out of that Greek Mafia boss,” she reminded to herself.

No matter what, she needs to get away with him now. Now that she’s pregnant with Alexander’s child, she needs to walk away immediately before he knew that he impregnate her.

She went back to the mansion and was greeted by a scold from Alexander. She just looked down on her feet while listening to Alexander’s wrath.

“Where the hell did you go?!” Alexander’s voice echoed in the living room.

She bit her lip, secretly.

“Sorry, boss…” she just uttered. “I just went to check if there’s the food… the food I want in the convenience store,” she replied, nervously yet she deliver it properly.

Alexander raised a brow at her. “Really? You went to a convenience store because you’ll meet someone out there?” there’s a sarcasm plastered on his voice.

Kumunot ang noo ni Helen, naiinis na sa inaasta ng binata sa kaniya.

“Is there a problem if I meet someone out there?” she frantically asked. 

His jaw clenched. “Didn’t I told you that you’re mine now? When something happened between us, I claimed you already!” he hissed.

She scoffed. “Look, Mr. Adamos… you are my boss alright? And even if there’s something happened between us means you will fucking claim me. Sorry to babble with your words but don’t push through whatever you are impying with, sir.”

Alexander clears his throat. “I’m not implying something here,” walang kagatol-gatol na sagot nito. Bakas rin ang sarkasmo at malamig na tinig nito.

Helen just faked a smile.  “If you’re playing with me, please just don’t do it anymore…” bulalas niya. “Stop giving me mixed signals it’s hard to resist it… it’s hard to make it up with your fast pace.”