"What exactly does that mean?"
Jerson couldn't contain himself any longer. He hadn't anticipated this. What about his parents? What murder attempt? And what about the funeral of his lover? How did the prosecutor find out about this?
He was confident that he had successfully concealed his identity, particularly in light of the incident involving his parents. How could this information have gotten out? Did he fail to conceal it? Furthermore, he was unaware of his lover's funeral. How did Vishnu find out about the funeral when the news had not reached him? Similarly, how does Vishnu know he had a male lover?
"It is exactly as I said. Did you not look into your kidnapper and the attempted murder that occurred on that bridge?" Vishnu inquires. Jerson was unable to res
“Is this standard practice?” Tyler asked as he saw Jerson slanted his back at the couch. Begetting so much thought in his mind, Jerson couldn’t answer instantly. He only stopped contemplating the circumstances he’d been facing when he felt uncomfortable by Tyler’s stares. He clicked his tongue before turning to Tyler. “What?” Jerson asked, slightly flabbergasted. “You’re so out of it,” Tyler commented. “What do you wanna drink? Beer as usual?” Tyler consulted again. This time, Jerson nodded and decided to pay more attention to the man he was currently with. In fact, he decided to go to this bar to forget about everything, but, instead of distracting himself, here he was still in deep thought about what the Prosecutor declared. He really needed a break from his di
“For now, you are the person of interest. The Avialanché set their eyes on you, Vishnu,” the girl in a black fitted dress said. “The place of their transaction is at the small bar in the intersection between this City and the C City. Red sent me their location. Get yourself prepared,” the girl added. Vishnu adjusted his suit and stared at the girl intently. “You said last time that everything was fine. Why the sudden change of the situation? Did their boss get his brain back?” Vishnu inquired. Before answering, the girl swayed his hand. These gestures were meant to dismiss her dependents that were silently eavesdropping on their conversation. Her dependents looked at each other and smirked maliciously. As they get what their chief was trying to convey through, the boys in their formal suits followeth the order of their chief.
Warning: violence, expresses suicidal intentions, and abuseThe whole boulevard exudes a serene and peaceful atmosphere. Life near the countryside is as vigorous as life living in the capital. Every person had some business they were regulating: some were unwinding, gazing at the sky while sitting on a seat outside the café; some students in their uniforms were laughing with their friends on their way home; most were on the street giving people a pamphlet to promote their derivatives. Laughter and the eolian sound coming from the wind were soothing. A day without a catastrophe is undoubtedly benign.At the end of the capital, a young man who was on his way home was hugging a pile of books and unexpectedly bumped into the man who was silently standing in the corner outside the public library. Being as thin as those cover girls, the young man had nearly fallen. He was sure he would have fallen if he had not supported himself by grabbing the man’s arm.
Warning: abuse“So come back with me and let me be your slave,” Van offered like it was nothing of a big deal. He was being phony. What he said was out of whim and was hypocritical. Leon knows that Van’s character is bad but what he wasn’t expecting is that it is much worse than he calculated.Leon gets bent out of shape because of this. What made him even more upset was the fact that Van didn’t believe him, again. Not that he was expecting otherwise but he still didn’t anticipate that Van would think he was lying, that he would also think he was ill.“I don’t know what your intentions are but I beg you to leave me alone. I don’t need anyone,” Leon firmly said. He picked up the books again that had falle
“Are you sure this is the place?” Vishnu asks as he avoids banging at other people’s bodies. The bar was thronged with people and most of the customers were in their mid 20's. Nonetheless, even though the bar is crowded, there aren’t any cynical people at all.“Red said this is the place. Also, Leon seems to be hiding here. He’s waiting for you,” Farah retorted. Vishnu’s indifference immediately faltered as he heard Leon’s name. That kid was miserable and he felt amiable towards Leon. He knew him for almost 9 years as they were blockmates in college. He was well-off but he never received any form of affection from any of the members of his family. “I can’t believe you still have a connection with him. I thought you two were over when what happened to your parents happened,” Farah added. She sighed before peering at the dance floor where most people were dancing wildly. “His parents were the re
“Tyler, do you have a cigar?” Jerson asks as he drowsily tilts his head. He was almost in a drunken state. Jerson could feel his world moving around. He closed his eyes for a moment before his lips curved in a smile. “I need to sober up,” he added.Tyler groans before getting up to thwart Jerson from standing. He led Jerson the way back to where he was sitting before and sat there beside Jerson so he could just pull him back if he ever thought of struggling to stand up again.“You need to sit here for a moment, my man, or you might collapse,” Tyler said as he gazed out at the whole second floor. When he spotted the waiter, Tyler called them and asked for a glass of water to help Jerson get sober. He couldn’t believe that Jerson would dare to drink the whole bottle of black label. He could only guess how awful the headache would be because of the crapulence.Meanwhile, Jerson could hear his breath
“I’ll count from 1 to 3. If you don’t shut up I’ll make sure that this fucking gun’s pellet will be served as your last meal,” Jerson warned as he pointed the muzzle at Van’s head. Van, who was cornered by Alec, almost reviled. Van knew that Jerson would most probably do what he said given that he was not in his right state of mind. Alcohol has gotten into Jerson. If he does something to provoke a stimulus that elicits a reaction, Jerson would do what he said and Van wouldn't want to die for something so crazy.“Where the fuck did he get that?” Van clamored. Not only was his neatly ironed white collar dress shirt being held by Alec whose other hand was positioned to punch him, but a gun was also edged at him. Van didn’t feel any fear. All his life, he was battling over his life. A single gun would do nothing compared to the thousands of guns that were waiting for him and would not hesitate to kill him every tim
“Now, could you move a bit, Tyler? I’m afraid that you’ll shield the ammunition before I could even shoot a hit on the guy at the opposite side,” Jerson said. When Tyler heard this, he freed himself from Noah’s grip and stride further behind Jerson. Noah was too stunned to stop Tyler from running away. He really thinks that Jerson was drunk seeing that the bottle of the black label on the table was empty. Although Jerson’s alcohol tolerance is high, he couldn’t possibly drink the whole bottle without getting bibulous, could he? “So they’re moving now. I thought they’ll be reluctant to barter items given that they knew we’re here,” Alec said slowly letting go of Van’s collar. He sighed before he fixed his ruined suit and stroked his unkempt hair.“Same thoughts. I never imagined that they’ll even have the courage to step here. I know the owner of this bar and he’s an ass,” Van stated.Tyler shook his head when he witnessed how those two acte
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