CHAPTER TEASER

TRIGGER WARNING

This story tackles the truth that is happening around us. The reality of what is happening around. News everyday about sexual exploitation among children and women that never talked about. This is an eye opener on what might happen to children and women who were sexually abused. The story is dark-erotic-romance. Expect explicit scenes, past trauma abuse and graphic sexual expressions.

The female heroine is not perfect. Just like my previous stories, the heroine has a dark past that will eventually lead to what she is today. If you are easily triggered with wild, loud mouth, strong and opinionated-women, this story is not for you.

But as I always say, I am a writer who doesn't follow the norm. I hate stereotypes. Let's give broken women a chance to be heard; let them shine and have their own happy ever after.

PLAY WITH ME is the last story from CIRCUIT AGENCY SERIES.

THIS is action-romance genre and DARK-EROTIC-STALKER-ROMANCE and may be triggering to some readers.

Reader's discretion is advised.

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Your trauma is not your fault, but healing is your responsibility.

PLAY WITH ME

CHAPTER ONE | THE HACKER

BRYAN

If people will look at me, they will see me as the sweet, nerdy, all-around computer geek that has no life besides playing with the computers. Friends, co-workers walked past at me as they knew I won't get up from my chair and I would be glued for hours fixing computer bugs, locating bad guys that my director always asked me to do. I sometimes break into other computer systems to steal, change and destroy information if my boss asked me to do so. I could install dangerous malware without anyone's knowledge. I knew every technical computer detail and if I wanted to, I could know the deepest, darkest fantasy that anyone could find on the internet. Especially the porn sites that they visit and their preference to watch.

I remember the moment they offered me a job to join this agency. I just hacked a government website. I planted a virus in there and I showed every little detail that some of the corrupt officials were doing. I showed their fat bank accounts, their secret affair to every young woman that they were blackmailing. There were so many scandals that happened during that time of my exposure to those assholes. And I was sure that I could get away from it just like what I always did before.

But this fucking agency found me.

Natawa ako nang maalala ko nang bigla silang dumating sa tinutuluyan kong apartment. Abalang-abala pa ako noon sa pag-a-upload ng mga pictures ng isang commissioner na kasama ang kabit na nasa hotel. I found out that the commissioner was a fan of voyeurism and he loves to record his sex acts to every woman that he had sex with. Pang-blackmail din niya. I got access of those. I easily got it and edited it and showed the world what kind of pig that government commissioner was.

            Walang nakakaalam ng apartment kong iyon. Ang alam ng mga kapitbahay ko ay working student ako at umuuwi lang doon para magpahinga. Wala akong kinakaibigan sa labas dahil sa panahon ngayon, bumabad ka lang sa social media at internet magkakaroon ka na ng maraming kaibigan. Facebook. Tiktok. Instagram. Those social media sites that were my playground every time I was looking for something to my subject. Everyone was posting their lives. Bragging whatever they had for a day. Telling the world about their lives. There was no privacy anymore and that was a good thing for me. They were giving me so much information. Kaya kahit wala akong kaibigan, marami akong nakakausap online. Marami akong nakukuhang information sa mga tao online at pinapagaang noon ang trabaho ko.

            People can get my services online too when I was still a freelance hacker. They will contact me from the regular web, then they will be transferred to the dark web where I gave them special access on how they can contact me. From there, they will give the details of the person that they wanted me to expose. Maliit lang naman ako maningil. Minsan nga libre pa lalo na kung demonyo talaga ang pinapa-trabaho. And I was enjoying exposing those assholes to the world. I didn't feel any remorse when I upload their deepest and ugliest secrets on the net so they can go viral and anyone can judge them.

            But then again... as I said... Circuit Agency found me.

            Apparently, my firewall cannot stand from their hi-tech computer software.

            Akala ko noon magaling na ang software na nagagawa ko. Ang mga computer virus na na-iimbento ko pero may mas magaling pa pala sa akin.

            Handa na akong makulong noon. Galit na galit ang mga official na ini-expose ko sa madla. Naalala ko pa, they wanted me dead. Someone put a bounty on my head but the agency that arrested me didn't let me go to a regular jail. Naririnig ko noon talaga daw papatayin ako once na nailipat ako.

            And that was the time that I met Mason Gonzalez. The fucking guy was a legend. He was the one who saved me and gave me this job.

            He gave me a new life that I was enjoying now.

            Instead of handing me over to those police that wanted me dead, he took me in this agency and offered me to become their official hacker. I didn't think twice. The moment I worked here in Circuit Agency, it turned my world around.

            I got an access to everything. I can track people, places freely. Hindi ko na kailangang magtago pa at maging illegal ang mga ginagawa ko. I got the proper trainings too. Computer trainings and hacking abroad. I met famous hackers that were now working with FBI and CIA. I got military training too. Kasama daw 'yon. Hindi dahil sa hacker ako ay hindi na ako mag-aaral na humawak ng baril. Kailangan ko ding aralin mag-disarma ng bomba. Kailangan kong matuto ng self-defense and I am a black belter in Jiu Jitsu and I knew Krav Maga. To fit in this agency, I needed to know everything.

            Pero ang isang bagay na angat ako sa kanila, computers were my play thing.

            Napahinga ako ng malalim habang nakatingin sa monitor at bina-browse ang website na nakita ko last time sa computer ni JD. Natawa ako habang pinindot ko ang link ng isang sex toy na may pangalang James. Long. 9 inches something size. Big girth. So, this was my boss' dick looks like? Hmm... not bad. Kaya naman pala talagang mababaliw doon ang asawa niya. Mabuti na lang at naayos na ng dalawang iyon ang pagsasama nila. That was a fucking messy one. Good thing those people who tried to sabotage their marriage was in jail and the other one was dead. Deserve. 

            Napalakas ang tawa ko at napatingin ako sa paligid ko. Nakita kong tumingin ang ibang staff at agent ng Circuit Agency sa akin kaya isinara ko na ang litratong iyon. Tiningnan ko ang information tungkol sa sex toy website. Tiningnan ko ang traffic ng website at marami talagang interesado at bumibili. Best seller nga ang replica ng etits ng boss ko. Laging sold out. Natutuwa naman ako at bukas na ang isip ng mga tao sa ganitong mga bagay. Naiintindihan na nila na ang pagpapaligaya sa sarili ay kaya nang gawin mag-isa. Iyon ang gustong iparating ng website na ito kahit na nga alam ko rin na marami pa ring nangba-bash sa kanila.

Pinindot ko ang link ng mga taong nagpapatakbo ng business na iyon.

            And I smiled when I saw her picture.

            She was smiling there. Her sweetest and brightest smile that I always see everywhere every time she was having an interview and vlogs. She was also active on her TikTok account showcasing their products. I was a follower on all her social media sites. But of course, I was not using my own name. I had several dummy accounts that I use to follow her.

            Jasmine Iris Riverte. CEO and Owner of Please Yourself Inc.

            She was the owner of the website that I was looking at. My boss's wife's best friend. The loud-mouth and strong opinionated woman that had been trying to educate the masses regarding the benefits of self-care. The one that had always been giving interviews and doing vlogs to explain that it was already 2022 and people should be moving forward. People should be open minded and people should not be judgmental if someone wanted to please themselves using sex toys.

            She was also the one that I had been following for so many years.

            Marahan kong hinaplos ang monitor ng laptop ko. Sigurado akong hindi na rin naman niya ako maaalala kung magkikita kami. That was so many fucking years ago. We were both young. We were both afraid.

            We were both victims of those cruel people who snatched our innocence.

            Ipinikit ko ang mata ko at huminga ng malalim. Bumabalik sa isip ko ang masamang alaala na iyon kaya agad kong isinara ang litrato niya at ang website niya. Lahat ng windows na nakabukas sa laptop ko ay isinara ko at pilit na kinalma ang sarili ko. The fear, the anger was overpowering me again. I am done with that. I passed all the psychological test that this agency gave me. The doctor said I am healed. I am okay and those were just bad memories.

            And I am the only one who can beat those bad memories if they visited my head. I can beat them. I know I can beat them.

            Ilang beses akong napahinga ng malalim dahil nararamdaman kong nanginginig ang mga kamay ko. Nag-uumpisa akong mahirapan huminga. Nag-uumpisa akong mag-panic attack.

            Shit.

            Agad akong tumayo sa kinauupuan ko at dumeretso sa gym ng agency. Hinubad ko ang suot kong polo at dinampot ang gloves na naroon tapos ay inilagay sa kamay ko. Humarap ako kay Jenny at taas-baba ang dibdib ko bago ko iyon binigyan ng isang malakas na suntok.

            Suddenly Jenny became something else in front of me. The used and bruised punching bag in this gym began to have hands. Feet. Began to form a head.

            Began to be the image of the person that I buried deep in my head.

            I punched the punching bag so hard it hurt my knuckles. I punched it again. And again. Hard punches that made me lose my breath. I was gasping for air this time and I needed to stop. I held the punching for it to stop moving and rested my forehead in there.            

            I am better. I knew I am good. I am fucking fine.

            Naramdaman kong nag-vibrate ang telepono ko sa bulsa at agad kong tinanggal ang gloves sa kamay ko. Tiningnan ko ang mga kamao ko at namumula ang mga iyon. Namamaga pa ng konti. Kinuha ko ang telepono ko sa bulsa at notice iyon mula sa app na ginawa ko.

            App na exclusive lang para ma-trace ko ang telepono at laptop ni Jasmine. Lahat ng contacts niya, nagmi-message sa kanya, bank apps, social media sites ay nati-trace ko dito.

            She received a text.

            Don't forget our meet-up. 8PM. Alfredo's.

            Galing iyon sa isang number lang. Maya-maya ay may reply si Jasmine.

            Sure, Ranie. Can't wait to see you.

At sino 'to? Hinanap ko ang number na iyon sa mga numbers na madalas niyang ka-text at kausap at walang kapareho. Bago 'to. She met a new guy again?

            Agad kong hinanap kung sino ang lalaking iyon. At hindi naman ako nahirapan. Nakita ko agad.

            Ranie Montreal.

            What kind of name was Ranie Montreal? Tunog macho dancer. Nakakunot ang noo ko habang nakatingin sa litratong mga lumalabas tungkol sa lalaking iyon. In just a matter of seconds I am already looking at the guy's social media accounts. He was an influencer? Gym rat. Maraming mga photos na nag-gi-gym at naka sando at cycling shorts. Maraming videos na nagbubuhat ng weights at barbel.

            I knew Jasmine type in terms of men.

            And this was one of them.

            Hot looking. With abs. Prominent muscles. Damn facial hairs and angled jaw.

            Ilang beses akong huminga ng malalim. Kakabalik lang niya galing Amerika at ito mayroon na agad siyang idi-date? Mahina akong napamura. Hindi ko na nga siya masyadong ini-stalk noong nasa Amerika siya. Sinabi ko sa sarili ko na titigilan ko na siya lalo na nang malaman kong ikakasal na siya. I wanted her to have her own space and I was happy that she found her happiness finally. Pero nang malaman kong ang Amerikanong papakasalan niya ay isang gago at ilan na ang naging asawa na nauuwi sa pagkawala ng mga ito, kailangan kong gumawa ng paraan. I dug about that man. And there I found out that his modus was to marry a foreigner. Especially women from Asia. Alam kong nakilala ni Jasmine ang lalaking iyon through chat. A dating site. Tinder I think. Ang babaeng iyon pa naman. Mahilig sa experiment. That was the reason she flew to the States. To meet and marry that guy. And his modus, marry an Asian woman, shower them with love and material things then insured them. And after months, those women will disappear. He will get the insurance claims.

            At kung hindi ko naagapan, malamang si Jasmine ang pang-apat na biktima.

            I had to do something about it. Tinakot ko ang lalaki. Ipinadala ko ang lahat ng nalalaman ko tungkol sa mga ginawa niya at sinabi kong i-expose ko kung hindi niya iiwan si Jasmine. Iniwan naman niya. Isang linggo bago ang kasal nila ay biglang nawala ang lalaking iyon. Jasmine was so devastated back then. She thought she found the one but left her. She didn't know, I just saved her from a serial killer.

            That was the reason she put up her business and came back here.

            And now she was going to meet a new guy again? Hindi na ba nadala ang babaeng ito?

            Tumingin ako sa relo ko at mag-a-ala-siyete na ng gabi. I still have one hour to go to that restaurant. Dinampot ko ang damit ko at dumeretso sa shower at naligo. Nang makapagbihis ay umalis ako ng agency at dumeretso sa hotel na nabasa ko kung saan magkikita si Jasmine at ang lalaking bago niyang kakilala.

            Quarter to eight.

            Tinitingnan ko na ang paligid mula sa puwesto ko. Wala pa si Jasmine. Wala pa rin ang lalaki pero sa palitan nila ng text na binabasa ko, on the way na sila pareho. Maya-maya ay bumukas ang pinto at nakita ko ang lalaking pumapasok. Kinausap ang waiter at inihatid sa isang reserved table. Halatang maporma ang animal habang tinitingnan ko mula ulo hanggang paa. Nagpipindot ito sa hawak na telepono at tumayo. Nakita kong patungo ng CR. Doon ako tumayo at sumunod sa kanya. Inilagay ko pa ang hoodie sa ulo ko para hindi mapansin ang mukha ko sa cctv cameras na nandito kung sakaling may magawa akong hindi maganda sa lalaking iyon.

            Pagpasok sa CR ay naabutan kong umiihi siya sa urinal. Lumapit ako sa kanya at dumikit.

            "The fuck!" Gulat na gulat na bulalas ng lalaki at nagmamadaling isinara ang zipper ng pantalong suot at humarap sa akin. "The fuck do you want?" Halatang nairita siya sa presensiya ko pero seryoso lang akong nakatingin sa kanya.

            Nang hindi ako sumagot ay unti-unti itong natawa. "Oh. I get it. You want a blow job?" napailing siya. "Sorry, dude. I am straight. I don't fuck men... but if the price is right, I can give an exemption."

            Hindi pa rin ako sumagot. Hitsura pa lang ng isang ito talagang kumukulo na ang dugo ko. Katulad lang ng mga lalaking dating nai-date na ni Jasmine. At katulad dati, titikman lang si Jasmine at iiwan din.

            Pero nang hindi ako sumagot at masama pa ring nakatingin sa kanya ay nakita kong kinabahan na ang lalaki.     

            "All right," he cleared his throat. "Just back away. I am not gay. I am not-"

            "I don't want you," maikling sagot ko.         

            Kumunot ang noo niya. "Okay? Then what are you doing here harassing me?"

            "Your date for tonight."

            Saglit siyang nag-isip. "My date? Jas?" paniniguro niya tapos ay natatawa na. "Si Jas? She is not going to be my date. Tonight, she will be just a casual encounter and for sure after the dinner we are going to fuck and we will go on our separate ways. I know her."

            Doon ako lumapit sa kanya at nakita kong namutla ang mukha ng lalaki at napaurong. Malaki siya pero mas mataas ako sa kanya. I had seen his ripped body; he hasn't seen mine and what I can I do.

            "Stay away from her. Go away." I said that in between my teeth.

            "What?" takang-takang siya.

            "Go. I don't want you to see and text her anymore. Because I will know. And if I found out that you are still stalking to her, texting her, messaging her in FB or any social media sites, I will ruin you. Trust me, I can do that. I can tell the world that you fucked all your gym buddies every time after you work out."

            Nanlaki ang mata niya. "Pero hindi ko iyon ginagawa."

            "People will believe me. I can ruin your reputation, Ranie Montreal." Sabi ko pa.

            Lalong natakot ang hitsura nito. "H-how do you know me?" Tinaasan ko lang siya ng kilay at nanatiling nakatingin sa kanya. "O-okay. Okay. Back away," marahan pa niya akong itinulak. "I-I won't see Jas anymore. I'll go." Natataranta siyang naglalakad palabas ng CR at sinusundan ko lang ng tingin.

            "I know where you live. I know everything about you. Don't try me." pahabol ko pa nang palabas na siya ng CR. Naghintay lang ako ng ilang saglit bago lumabas. Nakita ko ang lalaki na palabas na ng restaurant at nagmamadaling sumakay sa kotse nito. Pinaharurot paalis doon.

            Napahinga ako ng malalim at tumingin sa telepono ko. Nakita kong may text message si Jas para sa lalaking iyon.

            Lapit na ako. I'm here na sa parking.

            Nang mapatingin ako sa pinto ng restaurant ay pumapasok doon si Jas. Ang ganda ng suot niya. A simple black tube top tucked inside her tight pants. She matched it with high heeled stiletto shoes. Nakalugay ang mahaba at wavy niyang buhok. Very light make-up but still she was the prettiest inside this restaurant. Hindi ko na mabilang kung ilang mga lalaki ang nag-second look at nakatingin sa kanya. Lumapit siya sa waiter at nagtanong at itinuro ng waiter ang mesa na kanina lang ay inupuan ng lalaking dapat ay ka-date niya. Nakita ko siyang kinuha ang telepono at nagpipindot doon. Nagti-text.

            Rannie, I am here. Where are you?

            Walang reply.

            Hey, I thought you're near na? Just to let you know that I am here inside waiting for you.

            Still, no reply. Maya-maya ay tinatawagan na niya ang number ng lalaki pero halatang hindi siya sinasagot. Kitang-kita na ang disappointment sa mukha ni Jasmine. Nang subukan niya uling tawagan ang lalaki ay hindi na niya ma-contact. Naka-block na siya.

            Nakita kong napailing na lang si Jas at napahinga ng malalim. Ngumiti ng mapakla at tinawag ang waiter. Umorder ng isang baso ng wine at inubos ang laman noon. Nagbayad at umalis na rin.

            Sinusundan ko lang siya ng tingin hanggang sa makasakay siya sa kotse niya at mag-drive paalis doon.

            Doon ako nakahinga ng maluwag. Malalaman ko din naman kung saan siya pupunta dahil na-a-access ko din ang GPS ng kotse niya. Sa bahay naman niya, may mga ikinabit akong cameras para namo-monitor ko siya. Kahit sa opisina nga niya.

            Nag-iwan ako ng pera sa mesa at umalis na doon. Sumakay ako sa sasakyan ko at nag-drive na pabalik sa apartment ko. Inalis ko ang hoodie sa ulo ko at itinutok ang tingin ko sa kalsada.

            People might think and call me crazy but what I am doing was for her safety and own good.

            They might say that I am depriving her of her privacy. They didn't know that this was part of my healing. Protecting her was part of my recovery from the dark past that I had endured.

            She doesn't just know it yet that I exist but for sure, time will come, I will shine in her life.

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