
He is called the King of Sin, the founder of Lothario. Wild... untamable...jaded. He thinks he is hopeless...until he meets his angel...
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“No, Lulu! I ain’t making any press releases! No!...Listen, this is different!
She’s not some girl I’m dating… No…an old gf…I don’t care!...Listen! Relax,
tell our producers that this issue will not affect the box-office performance
of my movie in any way. I’ll deal with the problem, okay?... Damnit! Do it, Lu!
I need to go. I’ll call you later, ok?”
He angrily snapped his cell phone back in place. “Joey!” he barked. His 25 year old butch Personal Assistant came out from nowhere. She was also his first cousin.
“Geez, man, seems like you’re back to your ol’ bad boy days,” nakangising sabi
nito na ininguso ang mga press na nagtutulakan upang makalapit sa director’s
tent. Limang gwardiya na ang pumipigil sa mga ito. The set had been barricaded
my steel fences at alam niyang mabi-breach na ang barikada anumang oras.
Dumarami na rin ang mga nakikiusyoso lang. Kung ang normal shooting day ay may
karamihan din ang mga taong nanonood, ngayon ay mistulang may piyesta sa
kanyang set.
He cursed and cursed till his vocabulary of curses ran out.
“I’m curious about this video,” si Joey.
Tinadyakan niya ang isang plastic na silya.
“Aww, man! Joke lang eh!” sigaw ni Joey na iniwasan ang silya. Bahagyang lumayo
ito sa kanya, mukhang natakot. Dapat lang na matakot ito. Gusto niyang
mang-umbag ng tao sa sobrang galit.
Lumapit sa kanila si Eric, ang isa sa mga assistant directors niya. “Ano, Jaq,
pack up na muna tayo? Unruly na ang crowd.”
That would mean further delay in his schedule and more money spent on
nothing. Fuck! Who leaked that goddamned video? Nobody owned a copy but him and
her! He made sure of that. It was his gift to her on their second month of
being together. His own copy was lying in a safe inside his house. Secure. No
one except him had touched his copy. Did she leak that video herself? It seemed
impossible. She was getting married for Pete’s sake!
A gunshot suddenly cracked the humid air.
Napatayo siyang bigla. “What the fuck was that?!
Nagsigawan ang mga tao sa may entrada ng set. Nagsipagtakbuhan at nagtutulakan
na parang nagkaka-stampede na.
“Oh shit! Is somebody dead?” she Joey.
Tumakbo sila sa lugar ng kaguluhan.
Nakita niyang nakaumang sa langit ang baril ng isang gwardiya. “Sinabi nang
bawal pumasok eh!” banta nito sa nagwawalang mga press people. “Trespassing na
kayo!”
“Eh bakit ba bawal? Hindi naman kami manggugulo ah! Tatanungin lang namin si
Jaq!” sigaw ng isang reporter.
Nang makita siya ng mga reporters ay muling nagkatulakan. Nagsigawan ang mga
ito, tinatawag siya. The scene before him looked surreal. Jesus, what did these
people want from him? He was no longer a famous celebrity. His Oblivion
days were long gone. His life was behind the camera now. Sure, he still dated
celebrity babes but even that had not caused this kind of mass hysteria.
“Sir, ano’ng gagawin natin?” tanong ng isang gwardiya na humahangos na lumapit
sa kanya. “Mukhang hindi na natin mapipigilan ang mga reporters na pumasok.
Baka magkasakitan ng talaga!” nababahalang sabi nito.
He exhaled sharply. “Tumawag kayo ng pulis.”
“Yes, sir!” Sumaludo ang gwardiya sa kanya at tumalima na.
Bumalik
siya sa kanyang tent. Wala na siyang choice. “Pack up!” sigaw niya sa wakas.
Nagkanya-kanya ng diskarte ang mga crew sa set.
Pinuntahan niya ang mga artistang naroroon para sa shooting ng araw na iyon,
sinabihang bumalik na muna sa hotel na tinutuluyan ng mga ito sa Puerto Galera.
“Where are you going, sweety?” tanong ni Gwenna sa kanya. She was one of the lead stars in his movie.“Can I come?” Her
eyes were telling him she wanted to take him to heaven.
Even a promise of wild sex from this hot sexpot couldn’t cheer him up today. “Sorry, sugar. I need
to fix some things. I’ll see you tomorrow. Tuloy ang shooting bukas.”
Lumabi ito. “Bummer.” Then she smiled at him, licking her lips. She touched his
denim-clad hip suggestively. “Can I treat you to something delicious before
your go? You won’t have to do anything. Just lie down and enjoy.”
Christ, the woman was a blowjob junkie! On another occasion, he would have been
her willing fix, but not today. Today, he needed to fix something. Fast!
He kissed
her cheek. “Take a rest. We’ll be busy tomorrow. I’ll see you then, sugar,” aniya
at lumayo na dito.
Normally,
he would be very calm under pressure. In fact, he was at his best when he was under
pressure. But this was an altogether different kind of pressure. This was alien
territory. He had been a bad boy before in his youth, but not this bad. He had
done drugs, booze and women all at once and he never got into so much trouble.
And even if he did, he didn’t worry too much. He had always bailed himself out
of any tight situation somehow.
But not
this kind of trouble. He didn’t know how to handle this. He didn’t know how to
handle anything connected to her. Especially this! A video scandal for
God’s sake!
Damn, he
didn’t need this kind of shit in his name right now. He was gunning for a
General Patronage rating for his upcoming movie. This time, he was targeting a
wider audience, especially the kids and teenagers. His flick was an
action-packed, anime-inspired epic designed to please the younger generation.
It was a nice breather from his usually stylized, hard-edged, blood and gore
masterpieces which had dominated the local box-office in recent years. He
wanted a different flavor. He wanted to test his skills as a director in other
categories.
But all of
that was about to be shot to hell because of a freakin’ video scandal. Starring
him no less! He would be a laughingstock from Luzon to
He had seen
the Paris Hilton thing. He had watched it with mild curiosity and some
amusement and even shared some ribald jokes about it with his male friends.
He cringed
at the thought. Angie was nothing like Paris Hilton. She was as pure as a
driven snow in that video he shot when she was only sixteen years old. And
today, at age twenty six, she was as untouchable as an Ice Princess, her reputation
as sterling as ever. Siya lang marahil ang taong naka-mantsa sa reputasyon ni
Angelina Yulo. The thought of strangers watching their most intimate secrets
like some sleazy porn flick drove him mad with rage. And worry.
He was a
man. This was nothing. Some would probably consider this another notch on his
legendary bedpost. He sure had nailed quite a lot of pussies in the last fifteen
adult years of his life. But Angie…
Jesus!
This would destroy her. She won’t be able to handle this. Damnit, who would do
this thing?
Tinawag
niya si Joey at ang dalawa niyang assistant directors. “Joey, ikaw na
muna ang bahala dito. Treat the stars and the entire crew at a restaurant
tonight. Bababa ako ng
Binalingan niya ang kanyang
mga assistant directors. “Have everything set up when I get back. We’ll shoot
the abduction scene. Tawagan ninyo ako kung may problema, okay?”
Tinungo na
niya ang kanyang pick-up na naka-park sa ‘di kalayuan.
Humabol sa kanya si Joey. “Hey cuz, a friend of mine just sent me a clip of
that vid. Wanna see?” she said with a naughty glint in her eyes.
He stopped in his tracks and grabbed the lapel of her polo shirt. “Gimme
your cell,” he said menacingly.
“Aw come on, cuz!” she yelped.
He grabbed the cell phone from her hand. “Nasa’n?” tanong niya.
She winced. “Press ‘play’.”
Binitiwan niya si Joey at itinuon ang tingin sa screen ng high-tech na cell
phone nito. He pressed the play button.
The scene playing was shot in the bedroom. Of course, everyone would focus on
that particular scene. Nevermind that it only occupied a good three minutes of
the entire thirty minute video. People were interested only in digging up dirt.
Especially high society dirt. At least on Angie’s part. She was a Yulo scion,
one of the richest, most influential families in the land, while he was purely
showbiz bred, the love child of a famous late seventies bomba star with a man he had
never known to be his father until he had reached the age of twenty five. His
old man was certainly of illustrious blood too, and even richer and more powerful than all the Yulos
combined. But he couldn’t claim credit for that out in the open. He was a
bastard. Everything that he had achieved in his life so far, he had earned it
by using his mother’s name. Compared to Angie, he was actually way below her social
class. Her father, Manolo Yulo certainly had no compunction in calling him
trash.
But that
video was far from trash. He had shot it with all the love in his heart, with
all the reverence and passion for the woman whom he had thought returned his
love with the same depth. The bedroom scene played before his eyes like he was
taking it from his personal video cam ten years ago. It didn’t seem so long ago.
There he
was with Angie, naked in bed. None of their private parts were revealed but
they were naked, alright. His backside was partly visible, her legs wrapped
around his hips wantonly. It was shot from the side, some five meters away from
the bed. There wasn’t much movement. It was actually a very tender scene. He
took it after they had made love, when they were still both languid with
satisfaction. There were some top views too and lots of close ups. He liked to
capture her face on cam. She was a very beautiful, sensual young
woman. He really loved her smiles…her laughter…He really loved her…
God! This
was supposed to be sacred! Only for him and Angie. Now, the entire world was
privy to their most personal affairs, even if it happened so long ago.
Feeling hurt at the memories of the past and murderous at the perpetrator of
this malicious smear campaign, he deleted the video clip and gave back the cell
phone to Joey. “If I catch anybody watching any clip of that video on my set,
he’s fired. Including you. Spread the word,” he said gruffly.
Joey nodded wordlessly.
Tinungo na
niya ang kanyang sasakyan. He sped off in his powerful pick up truck like a bat
from hell.
HIS ultra-modern
digs in Alabang, courtesy of a famous architect looked like a tornado had
passed through it, leaving everything in shambles. It was severely
thrashed.
Pumanhik
siya sa ikalawang palapag. Lahat ng madaanan niya ay sira. His bedroom was
worse. All the contents of his closets were on the floor, the mattress of his
king-sized bed ripped to pieces. The other three bedrooms suffered less vandalism.
By
the looks of it, the intruders were looking for something. At parang sigurado
na siya kung ano iyon. Pero hindi nila iyon natagpuan. Because he had hidden it
well.
Muli siyang bumaba at tinungo ang kanyang studio.
He braced himself for the worst. His state of the art recording studio boasted
the most sophisticated gadgets in multi-media production. He had invested major
money in this. If they thrashed this too, there would be major hell to pay, he
swore.
He opened the door.
He was surprised.
His studio was as how he had left it. Except for his video collections which
were scattered on the floor, nothing else was touched. At least, even those
thugs paid due respect to these awesome electronic gadgets, he thought with
irony.
Iniwan
niya ang studio at pumunta sa kanyang high-tech na kusina. The place was
spotless clean. Not a thing astray. Of course, who would look for anything
worth stealing in the kitchen?
May
pinindot siya sa isang tagong sulok ng isang kabinet. Umusog ang modular
cabinet at tumambad ang isang safe na nakatago sa likod niyon. The safe was
imbedded in the concrete wall. He twisted the revolving lock a few times using
a code and it opened. He stared at a CD and a videotape lying there on top of
stacks of other valuable items and documents. The CD was the updated recorded version of the video tape. They were both intact.
He slammed the safe shut and locked it. He pressed the hidden button again and
the modular cabinet went back in place.
Bumalik
siya sa sala. He stared blankly at his destroyed property. He would need a
professional to put everything back in place. Ayaw niya ng makalat na paligid.
He liked his domain with a Zen-like quality, austere, minimalist and clean. His
mind was already one chaotic world so his surroundings must be calm and devoid
of fuss.
He looked with rising rage at an original mural by Alyandra Monleon, now
hanging askew on a wall. He was thankful it wasn’t destroyed. Yandra’s
paintings were rarely owned by other patrons. The bulk of her works belonged to
Alexis Benedicto, which of course made her works more valuable because X was a
major art collector and anything Alexis owned was valuable. Yandra had given
this mural to him as a gift when he directed and produced her Save the Earth commercial
for free. It was in collaboration with the United Nations and he was just happy
to help in a charitable project like that.
Nilapitan
niya ang mural at muling inayos ang pagkakakabit sa dinding.
Maya-maya’y
tumunog ang buzzer sa kanyang gate. Napamura siya. Who would come calling now?
Today of all days! He wasn’t in the mood to accept visitors today, considering
the battered state of his residence.
Mabigat
ang mga hakbang na tinungo niya ang gate. Mag-isa lang siya sa bahay na iyon.
He had an agency who supplied cleaning ladies, utility men and gardeners to
maintain the orderliness and cleanliness of his house and these people came at
scheduled days within a week. On normal days, siya lang ang nakatira sa kanyang
bahay. Ayaw niya ng maraming tao sa kanyang bahay. He liked plenty of
space and lots of silence when working on a project.
Sinilip niya sa peephole kung sino man ang tao sa labas. A guy in a corporate
suit was standing outside. Naka-shades ito pero tantiya niya ay kaedad lamang niya
ito.
Binuksan niya ang gate at pormal pormal na tiningnan ang kanyang panauhin. He
didn’t say a word.
“Mr. Jaq Montero?” tanong ng lalaki.
Tumango siya.
“I'm Wayne Defensor, Manolo Yulo’s legal counsel.’
He squared his shoulders. Bumangon muli ang galit niya. “What do you want?” A
lawyer? The guy sure looked the part, he thought. He saw a gleaming, black Audi sedan
parked on a curb near his gate. High-powered asshole if he was Yulo’s
shit-sweeper, he added inwardly.
“Pwede ba tayong mag-usap?”
Tinitigan niya ang abogado. Bakit siya kakausapin ng abogado ni Manolo Yulo?
Iniawang niya ang pinto ng gate. Pumasok si
“Sorry, we can’t get in. My house is a wreck right now, courtersy of your
client,” sabi niya at tiningnan ang reaksiyon ng abogado.
He shook this head. “Cut the crap, will you, Attorney? You know damn well he
was responsible for thrashing my house. Why did he send you here anyway?”
Bahagyang
ngumiti si
“Look,
did you come here to bullshit me?” Hindi na niya itinago ang kanyang galit.
“No.
I came here to talk to you about the video.”
He
smiled mockingly. “Ah.” He leaned on one steel post of the gazebo and put his
hands in his pockets. “What about it?”
“I’m
sure you are aware of the Yulo name’s sterling reputation.”
He
smirked. “No. I’m not.”
“Nevertheless,
that video has caused major damage to the family’s reputation.”
He
raised his brows mockingly. “Indeed?”
“Malaki
ang magiging epekto niyon sa kanilang mga negosyo.”
He shrugged. “Do
I look like I care?”
“You
should. Because my client wants to sue you.”
His
lips twitched into a sneer. “For what?”
“For
malicious intent to sully his family’s reputation and sabotage the Empress
Hotels’ image.”
He
laughed then. “Wow."
“It’s
actually a very serious offense if proven guilty. The Empress Hotels and
Resorts is a huge company.”
He
straightened from the post. “Tell me, Wayne, what exactly are you here for?”
“I
want you to surrender that video and have it destroyed, deny any involvement in
making it and never to talk about it to anybody, especially the press. Under no
circumstances would you mention Angie’s name, least of all acknowledge any
connection or involvemenmt with her in the past.”
He
couldn't believe the audacity of the man. His hatred for Manolo Yulo rose to
new heights. That he would send his lawyer to issue threats at him and tell him
what to do was beyond incredible. Manolo Yulo owed him so much and this…this
was the last straw.
He
let a few moment pass before her spoke. “I want you to tell Manolo Yulo this.
Tell him to shove his threats up his bloody ass. Tell him not to come within an
inch of any of my property again or I’ll kill him. Tell him that.”
“Reason
is not the way to deal with a snake like your boss, Wayne and you know that.
Now, leave.”
Tinalikuran
na niya ang abogado at muling tinungo ang gate. He opened one panel.
Naglakad
si
Hindi
siya umimik. She deserved something else, alright. Angelina Yulo owed him
bigtime and she hadn’t paid up yet.
Lumabas
na ng gate si
He
slammed the panel shut.
He
strode back into his house, angrily kicking any debris getting in his way. Damn
Manolo Yulo! Sobra-sobra na ang ginawa ng taong iyon sa buhay niya. Maybe it
was time he threw back the shit the old fart had dished him ten years ago.
Yeah,
it was time.


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