Jerson looked at Vishnu with his astounded face. “I think I heard it wrong. What was that again?”
Vishnu chuckled. “Can you be my boyfriend?” he asked for the second time around. His voice was much louder than the first.Jerson looked at Vishnu with widened eyes. He seemed to be more surprised than before. “Are you trying to fool me?” he asked suspiciously. There’s no way in hell that Vishnu asked him to be his boyfriend, right? They are both men and Vishnu isn’t gay, or is he?Vishnu smiled. “I’m serious, Cara,” Vishnu answered.Jerson pressed his lips. He didn’t answer Vishnu’s question as he was confused too, not by the query but by what he was feeling at the moment. He was excited and scared. He wanted to say yes but something just didn't feel right. Something was holding him on.When the personnel assigned to the counter said, “Next,” he hastily strolled near the counter and put all of the packaged food and drinks on the countertop.“There’s no doubt that these two are best friends. They are both attacked in the same body part,” Valenn pointed out. “What’s with your buttocks? They are the valued prey of your enemies,” he added before chuckling. Alec, who was sitting on the hospital bed, raised his hand and gave Valenn a middle finger. “Should I murder this kid?” he asked and looked at Jerson who seemed to be in a daze. “Go on. You can cut his tongue before killing him if that suits your taste,” Jerson nonchalantly asserted while looking up. Ever since Jerson woke up, he was just staring at the canopy like he was living in his delusional world. He wasn’t reacting too much as if his mental capacity had been affected by the stab. Alec grazed his hair. There are only three of them inside the room. Alec looked at Jerson curiously. He tilted his head. Why does it feel like the old Jerson came back from the grave? “What is bothering you?” he asked. Jerson waved his han
“Do you have a cigar?”Alec looked at Jerson and sighed. “Noah confiscated all of it saying it’s not good for my damn health,” he snorted. He then looked at the ceiling while relaxing his back on the comfy bed. “I thought you’re not smoking?”Jerson smirked while brushing his hair. “I just recalled that I tried smoking before all of this shit happened. It was great.”“And you told me you never did,” Alec said.Jerson rolled his eyes. “Because I thought I never did. What do you expect from someone who has selective amnesia?”Alec shrugged his shoulders. After a few minutes, he looked again at Jerson. “So, it’s true that you got your memories back? I thought you were just bluffing about it earlier.”“I ain’t a fan of clowns, Alec. I don’t do jokes,” Jerson declared.Alec sighed and waved a small box of cigarettes in the air that he kept under his bed. He tossed it over Jerson. “You got your memory back. Why are you not happy about it?”
The man's fading figure had finally vanished. Jerson sighed in solace and got up out of his bed. He pulled out the medical apparatus that the nurse assembled in his hand. He massaged his aching buttocks before he started to keep and organize his things. He then looked at the empty bed and snorted in avarice. He was feeling envious. Alec was discharged yesterday while they were keeping him locked up inside the hospital room. What a waste of time!“You really don’t know how to listen.”Jerson looked back at Vishnu. He didn’t hear Vishnu get inside the room nor did he hear Vishnu’s footsteps. Vishnu walked like how assassins did. The prosecutor didn’t make any noise when he was approaching him. It was silent and disturbing.“If I were an ordinary person and an old man at that, I would probably die from a sudden heart attack because of you,” Jerson declared.Vishnu chuckled. “I’m sorry, Cara. Next time, I’ll make sure to knock first befo
Jerson was worrying about his wound. His injury was hurting so terribly. He felt like it was piercing him deep down under his flesh. Though the pain was bearable, he was still worried that the pain would slow him down. He sighed in distress. He got the bottle of water placed below his seat. He then swallowed the water along with the three doses of painkillers. “Tell me if you feel like you’re going to pass out due to the pain. I’ll gladly help,” Alec said while buckling up. Jerson nodded. “Sure,” he answered.They were in the car along with Vishnu and Noah. The four of them wore a pair of suits. Vishnu and Jerson wore blue suits and gold neckties while Alec and Noah wore black suits with silver and a tinge of gold neckties. Their hair looked unkempt as it was messy and hot. Their lips stood flushed red. It was naturally alluring and attractive. Their eyes glittered along with the light. Vishnu and Noah’s blue eyes shone beautifully along w
Jerson ran out the hall without looking back. Vishnu and Leon were out of his sight since the time Leon dragged Vishnu. They were probably talking about something and based on their actions, it doesn’t concern him so he let them go. Jerson found it hard to accept the fact that he wasn’t the person that Vishnu needed. He was Vishnu’s lover‘s substitute and he enjoyed being the replacement. Anyone would think it was absurd. It was the worst experience anyone could ever experience, and he never expected it to be this bad. Jerson still couldn’t remember his lover or if he ever had one. Everything seemed surreal. If he was in love with Vishnu, why would he form a romantic relationship with someone else? Probably to move on? But he wasn’t the type to use someone for his own good. He wouldn’t use someone to fill in the void and wrap his scar. He was also confused about what his lover did when he ran away. Did he try to find him? Is he really de
A loud gunshot dominates the whole building, making the crowd panic. Every guest started running, banging on each other’s shoulders. Fear could be seen in the way they cope with the situation. Nevertheless, Jerson stood still beside the table, intending not to join the occurring chaos.When most of the guests exited the main hall, Jerson slowly walked towards the nearest wall and laid his back on it. He calmly listened to Noah, who was smartly explaining the sudden change of plans. “Are we clear, Jerson?” Noah asked after he deliberately explained the whole strategy.Jerson pressed his lips. “Yes,” he answered instantly. He then sighed and bit his tongue. He was told to be on the lookout while the others were going on a dangerous mission. Jerson wasn't dumb to not know that it was because of his bleeding buttocks. He was okay since the painkillers were working just fine but they were all overreacting and said that a patient should stay out
“Did you say Derrick?” Jerson nodded even though he knew Noah wouldn’t be able to see it. “Yes, that’s correct,” he answered. “Fuck! Wait for us there!” Noah commanded before he heard a few curses from Noah again. Jerson sighed and laid his back on the wall again. He examined the whole notebook before he decided to see what was inside. He was really curious about whose name was written on it. The first few pages were about the known mafia in different cities. They are all buying illegal goods almost every day, luckily, they are staying low because of the treaty signed between all mafias and the consequences of infringement of territory. Even criminals know this kind of covenant. The peaceful days reigned when they all agreed to sign the treaty. After he turned some pages, the title of a crumpled page caught his attention. A smudge tint of ink from a black sign pen engraved, CLIENTES ESCLAVOS on top of the pag
Jerson chuckled as he raised his hand and gave the people in the rival’s car a middle finger which made those people grimace. A person who felt very agitated pointed a gun at him so he immediately bent his body to avoid getting hit using the metal of the car as a shield.Van turned the steering wheel of the car to the left again, hitting Avialanché’s car. As the people in the opponent's car were too distracted by the pressure that Van had made, Jerson pointed the gun at the tires of the car and hit them. Jerson snickered triumphantly when he hit the tires making it blast. The driver lost control over the car. “You seemed to be enjoying this,” Vishnu pointed out. “Yes. And so? What will you do?” Jerson asked. Vishnu smiled genuinely. “I won’t do anything unless you hurt yourself. You should stay away from threats, Cara,” he said. Jerson smiled with wry amusement. ‘I doubt that,’ he thought. ‘If you remember who
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