Jerson agreed. They don’t know who their comrades were and who will stab them in the back. Having a devoted compatriot is a rare thing to find. One would not limit himself from the things he knew he could not gain anything from and would resort to deception and betrayal. That’s why betrayal is an impending choice. Greed would lead to deception and that innate emotion would take over someone if that person was shown the things he yearned for.
You really can’t trust anyone aside from yourself.“I have a lot to say,” Harvey said and chuckled.Jerson looked at Harvey. “I know a café near this supermarket,” he declared which made Harvey look at him in amusement.“Do you trust people that easily?” Harvey asked.“Inviting someone for a coffee is just a form of commendation and not more than that. Let’s not get our hopes up, alright?”Harvey chuckled. He dragged the cart and walked beside Jerson. “Should“Black coffee, no sugar,” Jerson said when the waitperson approached them. Harvey looked at him and commented, “That’s boring.”Jerson sighed and looked at his phone. “And you talked too much,” he replied. Harvey chuckled before looking at the waitperson. “I’ll order a cup of espresso.”The waitperson noted down their orders, bowed his head, and then left. Jerson looked around the cafeteria. His absence for over half of a year makes him a bit nostalgic about the place. Perhaps it is because of those times when he visited the place where his peaceful days were. Now, his once-peaceful life came back to being chaotic and tangled. “The atmosphere of this place is good,” Harvey remarked. Jerson nodded. “I agree. This niche is as peaceful as those days when none of this was happening. I wouldn’t be tired of visiting this place.” He looked at Harvey’s brown eyes. “Can I ask you something?
“How do they find me here? Fuck!” Harvey cursed as he hid his body behind the tipped-over table. Jerson chuckled. “You're no different from bulky guys, Harvey. You stand out too much so don’t be too surprised that they could recognize you,” he said. He positioned his hand to shoot at the nearest person who was aiming for him. “Who are they?” he asked with dry amusement “Probably one of the Empresarium’s people,” Harvey answered. Jerson pulled the trigger and hit the man he was aiming for. Probably because he was always on a battlefield, he was calm and composed even though he knew that his bullet couldn't take them all out. He then looked at them one by one but he couldn’t recognize them. “Are you sure they are from the Empresarium?” he asked again. “Yes,” Harvey answered confidently. Jerson couldn’t tell if Harvey was lying or not. He also couldn’t tell if these people were from Empresarium because their faces were foreign. He doesn’t know who to trust at this point but because
“You look like a mess,” Harvey stated as he stared at Jerson. Jerson just raised his right brow. “Same goes for you,” he replied and chuckled. Jerson heaved a sigh. They managed to escape even at the last moment. It was a good thing that Jerson brought his cruiser. If not, it will be hard for them to find a decent taxi to escape the police authority as they chased them in a police car. “This is where you live?” Jerson asked as he looked around the area. Harvey nodded. “Obviously,” he replied. He took off his jacket and hung it on a coat rack. “This building is in a secluded area. I’m sure by now, the authorities are checking all the footage to catch us.”Jerson plopped on the couch. “That's true but since there was no CCTV installed on the street we passed by, we won’t be tracked down,” he said. “By the way, does the Avialanché still need the ledger?”Harvey tilted his head. “Why? Will you give it to us if I honestly answer your question?”Jerson shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t ha
Night Stripped is a bar known amongst the social elite as it was exclusively for rich people whose businesses were on the top of the business chain. Business tycoons, bachelors, and such could be found at Night Stripped having booze. Being invited by one of the VIPs was such a great honor anyone could ever get. “You almost died earlier, Harvey. Aren’t you exhausted?” Jerson asked.“I almost died earlier and hence I realized that life is short. We should celebrate it while the god of death is busy killing others,” Harvey confidently answered. Jerson sighed. “Do you have a car?”“You have your cruiser,” Harvey pointed out. Jerson pressed his lips. “Did you invite me because you don’t have a car and you want me to be your driver using my cruiser?”“Is that bad?” Harvey asked. “For me, it is,” Jerson replied using his irritated tone. Harvey chuckled. “I was just kidding, Jerson. You can leave your cruiser at the garage while we're away.”“I haven’t said yes yet.”Harvey rolled his ey
“What do you think you're doing, lady?”The lady immediately looked back. The guy was tall and his handsome face was so grim. The lady bit her lower lip and stepped a few paces back.“W-Who are you?” she asked. “I should be the one asking you that. What are you planning to do, hmm? If you kiss him while he’s asleep, that could be considered harassment and I can sue you for that.”“I'm a young lady from a powerful family! I can buy justice without sweat!” the girl shouted. “You should answer my question first!”Vishnu massages his temple as this girl was spoiling his mood. “I am Vishnu. I’m his lover,” he said coldly. “L-Lover?" the girl immediately grimaced. “Freaking gays! I almost kissed such a pervy guy!” she cursed before storming out. Vishnu sighed. It wasn’t the first time he was called gay by some of those homophobic people. Even after some years, there are still some people who couldn’t accept the third gender. Not that Vishnu cared about their opinions anyway. Vishnu look
Jerson fell asleep shortly after Vishnu left him. Later the night after their sensual encounter, Jerson just lay on the bed. He was regretting what he said to Vishnu. However, he just couldn’t shut himself as he really disliked being called Kara. He didn’t want to be Derrick’s substitute. His phone rang loudly, making him groan irritatedly firstly in the morning. He groped his bed, trying to find his phone somewhere while his eyes closed. When he finally found it, he brought it near his ear and answered the call. It was Harvey. “You fucking disturb my sleep,” he cursed with his hoarse voice. Harvey chuckled. “Good morning, Señor. May I disturb you for a while?” he asked. Jerson checked the time. It was only past 4 am. “Señor my ass. What do you want?”“Secret,” Harvey replied and laughed. Without a second thought, Jerson ended the call and continued sleeping. He didn’t expect that Harvey would call him first thing in the morning just to annoy him. His friends, Van, and Alec, woul
Vishnu was fast asleep so Jerson decided to go to the address that Harvey sent. It wasn’t far away from his residence. Thinking about it, Jerson knew he trusted the Avialanché too much. He didn't know them until yesterday yet he was doing everything they were telling him to do. It was a foolish move yet he couldn’t just set them aside. He needs them for his plan.Jerson drove his car to his destination. The traffic wasn’t that bad and the road was peaceful. This kind of serenity was suspicious. Just a few days ago, the police authority almost rummage the whole city to find the suspect for the mass murder that happened in a café using the Vuintor Poison. Jerson knew that it was their fight with the Empresarium. Though it was just a form of self-defense, if the evidence would be based on casualty, the people of the Empresarium suffered the most while they didn’t even gain a single scratch from it. The people of Empresarium suffered a great loss. The police authority would make it seem
Kier laughed out loud after hearing what Jerson said. “The Young Master was dead. How can I trust you?” he asked. He looked at Jerson who was looking at him seriously. He immediately stopped laughing and said, “Stop kidding me.”Jerson smirked. “Did you hear the old man announce his grandson’s death? I didn’t know that you'd believe such groundless gossip.”Harvey rubbed his nose. “Kier saw that person’s body. It was certain that he was dead.”Jerson tilted his head. He didn’t know that there was a body. No one told him that there was a body found in the same area where the incident happened. Nobody told him that there was a body and people thought it was him. He heaved a deep breath. “I am well and alive. That attempted murder made me forget my past, now I am here to take back my throne.”Kier laughed again. “Bring me some evidence,” he demanded. Jerson chuckled as he typed Red’s number. After only a few rings, Red answered his call. “Young Master?”Jerson made sure to put his phone
Clandestine Affair, book 1 of Affair Duology, is finally completed!This is the first novel I’ve completed so far and it is a long and hard journey as procrastination always gets the best of me. I enjoyed writing this and I will start writing book 2 of the Affair Duology as soon as I finished editing and revising book 1. All the revelations will be revealed and explained in the second book. If you came to hate Vishnu in the first book, his actions would be justified (I hope so) in the second book. Also, book 2 will include stories of our side characters. I hope you support and love the second book as much as you do in the CA.That's all! We’ll see each other in the second book, readers. Love lots!
KIERSONI always liked Vishnu and I always will. Obviously, I don't know where it all started. Is it when our first argument happened?Or was it when he saw me jump at the school wall because I was planning to cut classes and he reported it to the principal?Did I fall deeper when we were arguing all the time and chances we had? Am I already whipped when we became friends?Did I fall too hard?Maybe I did. No… I am certain. I did fall harder. It would always be a painful yet happy memory of when my grandfather sent Derrick Emerson to me. I was enthusiastic for Derrick to meet my friends. I was happy when they became close. All those happy memories when I was in high school were with them. I was happy because I am with them…“Jerson,” Vishnu called me. I lazily looked at him as I raised my brows. “What?” I asked. Vishnu smiled cheekily and he squeezed my cheeks. “Guess what? I like someone!”I faked a smile. Of course, I know who it was. “Derrick, was it?” I asked. Though, I was s
“An apology without litigation is just manipulation, Vishnu. Remember this day. You killed this man… you said that you want him dead… and his death was your fault.”Vishnu aggressively shook his head as he clenched his fist while kneeling down. Kierson was really dead and he saw it with his own eyes. Kierson died and it was all his fault. “It’s just funny to see how this man could easily forgive you after everything you’ve done to him. From how you’ve pushed him into his insanity in your senior days up to how you chose Derrick five years ago, and still choose Derrick after neglecting him even though that means he’ll die. Isn’t it worse than dying? Yes?”Every word served as a dagger that pierced his heart. Vishnu grabbed his chest as he felt like his heart was clenching. The scene where Kierson was lying down with his blood on the ground was piercing a hole through his soul. The feeling was unpleasant. The void in his heart kept on getting bigger. Darkness started to invade him. Va
Kierson was all tied up. Valenn was dragging him out of the mansion while Leon and Harvey were on their back — following them. The whole mansion was a hodgepodge. The shattered glasses caused by the bullets were scattered around. Most of the artifacts were broken. The paintings were hanging down and the chairs and tables were turned over. Harvey, Valenn, and Leon were wearing masks like a criminal. “Stop dragging! I can walk!” Kierson shouted. “We would want to let go because of your weight but it wouldn’t be believable if I let you walk there by yourself unscathed,” Leon replied. Kierson’s eyes twitched. “What the hell are you planning?”Valenn tsked. “I know that you’re still hoping for Vishnu to have a change of heart, Kierson. Before everything else, I’ll have to wake you from your delusions.”“Are you kidding me? Untie me! Pronto!” Kierson struggled and tried to free himself from Valenn's grasp. He was also continuously cursing at them but the three didn’t mind.“Gag his mou
Kierson began finding some clues and documents related to Alex Ferrer in his grandfather’s office. He rummaged through the whole room. From the old man's desk, the cabinets, and the shelves but unfortunately, he could not find anything. Everything was a mess as he nearly turned the whole room upside-down. Kierson sighed and sat on the floor. He wiped his wet palm on his handkerchief. He wiped his beads of sweat and sat on the couch near the table. Gladly, he was okay. The abnormal sweating stopped. His heart rate came back to normal. It was as if his anxiety episode never happened. Fortunately, he overcame it without somebody’s help. He came over it without the help of his psychiatrist. Kierson stared at the ceiling as he pondered Alex Ferrer’s possible logical reasons for ruining everyone’s life. Alex Ferrer is the reason for all of these twists and turns that ruined most people’s lives.Kierson wished to know everything. “Just why the fuck was Alex Ferrer keep on pestering us?
“What do you want?” Derrick asked. “You’re unexpectedly more helpful and more receptive to cooperating with us than I thought,” Kier asserted. Derrick rolled his eyes. “Just tell me what you want… ask me what you want to know. I have nothing to hide anyway,” he urged. “You’re boring,” Kier commented as he plopped on the seat in front of Derrick. Derrick chuckled. “I get that a lot.”Kier turned his head and slanted his back against the backrest of his chair. He pressed his lips and stared at Derrick. Seeing Derrick up close, he could not condemn Vishnu. There was no doubt that Vishnu really took Kierson to be a substitute for his lover. No matter what angle, Kierson, and Derrick really have similarities in terms of facial features and height. It was like Kierson was more of an Emerson than a Ferrer. Eye color and innate autocratic aura aside, Kierson didn’t get the Ferrers traits. Kier sighed and said, “What do you know about Alex Ferrer?”Derrick tilted his head. “Beats me. Th
“Harvey escaped,” Kier reported as soon as he entered Kierson's office. Kierson clenched his jaw as he put down all the pictures signifying that Alec Ferrer was the new Police Chief. That means that in order to get that position, Alex Ferrer had to brutally kill, his younger brother, Harold Ferrer. Alex was the one who killed Kierson’s grandfather and with Wayne Emerson’s aid, Alex Ferrer managed to kill Noah’s parents and his parents. But how did Wayne Emerson meet Alex Ferrer and what pushed Alex Ferrer to go this far?Why does Wayne Emerson desperately want to kill Kierson?What was Noah’s reason for engaging with the Empresí and joining hands with Wayne Emerson? What made the Empresarium obscure all the underworld's crimes?Why does the Avialanché want to kill all the criminals? What stirred up all of these problems?Kierson couldn’t possibly answer those questions. As he, himself, was just merely a pawn. An ignorant pawn who was scrambling according to the players’ method.H
“Kier was drugged, Kierson. I don’t know how it happened but when I came back, I just saw him in a drunken state,” Harvey explained. “Jane Draco’s body was already missing and Valenn was found unconscious inside. He was injected with propofol.” Harvey looked at Kierson’s eyes with his knitted brows. “Vishnu and Derrick had already left after you left and I haven’t seen the suspect.”Kierson furrowed his brows. “Have you talked to Valenn? Does he know who the suspect is?” he asked. Harvey pressed his lips. “That’s what makes it more strange. He said it was your mother, Clementine.”“What?!” Kierson exclaimed. “My parents are both dead. Is he serious?!”“That’s right, Kierson. Unless your grandfather lied to you or someone was using your parent's face,” he mumbled. “What about Kier? Is he okay?” Kierson inquired. “He’s okay. I guess?"Jerson nodded and stared at the cutlery on the small table. There were also pipes and on the other table were pliers and scissors. The same day after
A man so lost finally ruined his home. Even after dismissing Kio Bourner, Kierson couldn’t get those words out of his head. He was thinking about it over and over again.What happened that made Alex Ferrer hate the Ferrer family so much? What did Alex do to make the Ferrer household hate him? Why do things keep on getting worse?Why do these things find no end?Kierson immediately called Harvey and told them to wait in the Ferrer’s estate. He had to find Alex Ferrer.He knows that Wayne Emerson wasn’t the mastermind of all of this trouble, but what he didn’t expect was that it was his grandfather's older brother. He didn’t even know that Harold Ferrer has an older brother. No one told him about Alex Ferrer. Not his parents. Not his grandfather.They only knew how to keep Kierson in the dark. Arriving at his estate, everyone in the patrol hurriedly runs toward him. “What happened?” Kierson asked with his brows furrowed. One of his people out of breath retorted, “The Oliveira bro