KNOX POV“ What are you planning to do? ” I asked Ace as a friend, not as a colleague.“ Will I be able to make my mother happy with the gift I will give her? ” tanung nya habang ang tingin ay nakatuon sa kanyang ama na sinisimulan nang cremation.Katulad ni Ace ay tumingin rin aku doon. Hindi ku alam kung anu ba ang nararapat kong isagot sa katanungan nyang iyon. Iba ang takbo ng utak ni Madam Giselle, hindi normal ang kanyang pag iisip hindi katulad ng sa amin. Pakiramdam ku ay hindi magandang idea na ipaalam kay Madam Giselle na patay na ang kanyang asawa, may pakiramdam akong magwawala si Madam, kahit kasi tinakasan na ito nang katinuan ay ang asawa parin nito ang hinahanap. After just three minutes, the ashes of Mr. Amos Levine were transferred to a white urn. Aku ang nag abot sa urn ni Mr. Amos Levine, hanngang sa paglabas, pagsakay sa kotse, at sa mansion na pagdadausan ng lamay... kung lamay nga ang maitatawag. Piniling ipalagay ni Ace ang urn ng kanyang ama sa glass table sa
Dahil wala naman akong ginawa halos buong araw sa terrace, naisipan kong magpaabot nang gabi. Tulad nga nang inaasahan mas lumitaw ang ganda ng penthouse, pakiramdam ko ay abot ko na ang langit dahil sa taas nang lugar na ito kapag dudungaw naman ako ay nalulula ako sa taas at pakiramdam ko parang humihiwalay sa aking katawang lupa ang kaluluwa ko.Nang magsawa ako sa katatambay sa terrace napagdesisyonan kong bumalik na sa loob dahil na rin sa lakas nang hangin. Naabutan kong mag isang kumakain si Caden sa dining table, nang tingnan ko kung ano iyon, iyon pala ang pagkain na tinabi ko kanina pang umaga. “Gutom ako kaya ko kinain ang luto mo, hindi ako kumain dahil nakikipagbati ako sa’yo.” pagkatapos ay tumayo dala ang kanyang pinagkainan at dinala sa lababo.“Ikaw din ba ang maghuhugas nyan?” tanong ko habang sinusundan ang bawat galaw nya.“Hindi.” tipid nyang sagot, hindi tumitingin sa akin at nilagpasan lang ako palabas ng kusina.Hindi na ako nagpumulit pa na kausapin o makipag
Since childhood, fate has shown me that not all children have happy families. To me, it feels like a lie because I believe there are no genuinely happy families in this world, not even a single one. If there is one, why don't I have one?The family I have cannot be described as a family, let alone a happy one. I have a mother who is constantly subjected to abuse by her husband, a mother who has been cheated on multiple times, yet chooses to remain trapped in the cycle of love.Every night, I could hear her cries and pleas as she endured abuse from her husband. In the morning, I would see her covered in bruises and scars all over her body. Despite the evident fatigue, sadness, and pain, both emotional and physical, she managed to put on a smile.My mother loved my father so deeply that she reached a breaking point when she discovered he had another woman in his life. What she couldn't bear even more was the fact that my father had a child with that woman. This incident had a profound im
“Everything appears to be in order for your father's birthday, which is happening today,” my secretary said as we entered through the gate.I glanced through the window to see all of Father's guests.“How many have arrived?” I asked.“My men informed me that we were expecting over a hundred guests or even more, but only the important individuals showed up,” he replied.“...and they are all my Father's faithful dogs?” I asked with a grin.“Yes,” he replied succinctly.After parking the car, I stepped out with authority and entered the fortress alongside my secretary. As I looked around every corner, I noticed prominent individuals engaged in cheerful conversations. Meanwhile, the guards, gathered together, remained vigilant.Sakim sa kapangyarihan at yaman, bahid nang dugo sa kanilang mga kamay, lahat sila ay nakasuot ng disenteng kasuotan na para bang tinatakpan ng kasuotang iyon ang kanilang marumi at hindi makataong gawain.“Dumating na ang anak ng baliw, hindi ko namalayan na dumati
Knox gingerly positioned the ice bucket, which held the exquisite brand of wine I had selected, on the marble table. With precision, he extracted the wine from the ice bucket and uncorked it using a corkscrew. Then, he attentively poured the crimson liquid into two wine glasses, one after the other, right before my contemptible father and me. Once Knox finished, my father took the glass, lifting it to his lips and sipping from it.“This is the gift you mentioned?” he inquired, delicately swirling the wine glass between his thumb and forefinger.“Vinot Loir, one of the world's most renowned red wines,” I began, keeping my gaze fixed on the wine he was enjoying. “It is crafted from black-skinned grapes that flourish in a limited range of cooler climates. These grapes are notoriously challenging to cultivate. However, when handled with expertise, they yield lighter-bodied wines known for their elegance, complexity, and ability to age gracefully.”“Hindi na masama para sa isang bote ng ala
The mansion was filled with screams, curses, gunfire, and pleas for another chance at life. It felt as though the floor was soaked in blood. However, these situations are commonplace for us because everyone here is accustomed to this type of society. Regarding those who stood by my side, they remained composed, calmly observing the shootings without a trace of fear. They appeared relaxed, displaying no signs of being intimidated.“What do you think you’re doing, Zion?! Nababaliw kana talaga!” my stepmother exclaimed at me while my associates carried out my instructions on the individuals who raised their hands in disagreement, one by one.“I simply discard the individuals who are of no use to me,” I replied with a shrug, casting a glance at the person standing next to my stepmother. “You and my stepmother are the only ones remaining... any final requests?”Govert shot me a disdainful glance. “By killing someone like me, you've only shown that you're no different from the father you des
“Tell me about Dante Monroe's background.” My authoritative command.“Dante Monroe, 47 years old, has a history of abusing his wife and has two sons. They were once wealthy, but they also experienced hardship because all of their wealth was lost due to Mr. Monroe's gambling. His wife committed suicide, leaving their two kids in his care. In debt, addicted to drugs, gambling, and alcoholic, he fled from all his creditors,” he said while looking at the iPad tablet where he was reviewing the background information on the robber. “As for the names of his two sons, I believe I mentioned them to you earlier, Mr. Levine.”“Naririto na tayo, Boss,” Rifftan said, glancing at the rearview mirror.I looked outside; it was late at night, and no one was wandering. Then I turned to Rifftan, “You wait here.”“Yes, boss,” Rifftan replied briefly.Before getting out of the car, Knox took two pistols from the glove compartment and handed one to me. I looked around the dark alley. There were many stray d
GAEL’S POV“A-ano?” parang binging tanong ko.“I don't appreciate repeated questions, have you forgotten?” maawtoridad at malamig nyang sagot sa tanong ko.How did it come to this? I have no idea what my wretched father is up to. Why is it that every time something goes wrong, I'm the one who gets blamed?Parang kanina lang nasa empyerno ang buhay ko, pero ngayon mas may ikalalala pa pala...“Hoy! Buksan mo ang pinto, Dante! Alam namin na nagtatago ka lang dyan sa loob nang bahay niyo!” malakas na katok at sigaw ng lalaki sa pinto na ikinarindi ng aking tenga.Naghahanda na sana akong pumasok sa trabaho ko bilang night shift cashier sa isang Convenience Store hindi kalayuan sa lugar namin, pero dahil gabi na at may mga taong maiingayan sa ginagawa nang lalaking iyon ngayon, napilitan akong itigil ang pagpapatuyo ng aking basang buhok.“Ano ba ang problema mo?! Wala dito ang hinahanap mo kaya kung pwede umalis ka na lang kasama iyang kasama mo dahil ang ingay mo!” naiinis k