Iniwan namin ang pitong taong gulang na anak namin sa mga kasambahay. Sabay kaming sumakay sa kotse habang minamaneho ng kaniyang tauhan. Nakasuot siya ng itim na suit habang ako ay pulang dress. Ipinatigil ni Ronald ang sasakyan sa harapan ng isang restaurant.Nanlaki ang mga mata ko ng makita ang matandang nagagalit na dahil patuloy pa rin nila akong hinahanap sa mga nakalipas na taon. Senenyasan niya ang associate na pumasok sa loob habang may recorder ito na kung saan nakakonekta sa hawak ni Ronald. Kapag binuksan na niya ang recorder na iyon ay maririnig namin lahat ng mga usapan nila.Nang makapasok na ang associate nito ay kinausap niya ang isang pang associate nila. Walang iba kundi ang may-ari ng restaurant at manager nito. Pumayag silang magpanggap siyang waiter para malaman kung ano ang pinag-uusapan nila.“Sana hindi sila pumalpak,” komento ni Ronald habang pinapanood niya ang mga ito sa ‘di malayuan. Hindi naman ito gaanong malayo pero nanatili pa rin ang pagpapanggap n
When we got home, I noticed how Ronald strengthened the security. He asked one of his mobsters to take him to the capo of the group since he needed to ask him about the plan. The capo of the group came. "Is there something you need, boss?" he asked and Ronald glanced at him sharply. "Damn it, of course why would I call you if I don't damn need you!" He raised his voice to him. "In what kind of activity boss? Is it extortion or drug trafficking?" he asked but Ronald slapped his palm on his forehead. "Darn it," Ronald stated and fell silent for a moment. "No, I mean, you are assigned in a small group so please make them move immediately since I need someone to do these tasks which is investigating inside the Dayron organization between this old man!" he explained in a furious tone. "Where's the fucking underboos here?" he inquired and he stepped in front. "I am here boss," he answered. "They will report to you everything," mariin niyang sambit at itinuro pa siya. “Wal
Kinabukasan ay mabilis na kumilos ang mga tauhan nito at pinuntahan ang bagong address ng isang mansiyon na sinasabi nila kung saan naroon daw ang aking ama. Pagkatapak pa lang niya sa lugar ay nagsilabasan na ang mga pulang laser. Nanatili itong kalmado at tinignan ang bawat gilid hanggang sa may nakita siyang button sa gilid.He jumped over them, ducked under them, and moved sideways to avoid each laser beam. He stood up slowly and pushed the button back. The red lasers disappeared, but as he touched the spot where they had been, a hidden gun appeared, ready to shoot in every corner. It was good that he avoided them. Nagawa namang makapasok ng isa sa tauhan ni Ronald habang ang capo ay patuloy na nagbibigay ng direksyon sa kanila. A tiny, almost invisible earpiece nestled in his ear. "I'm in," the mobster whispered, his voice barely a breath."Good," the capo's voice was rough through the earpiece, a low, deep sound. "Use the blueprint. There's a made man on page six, and an assoc
His eyes narrowed,and he tilted his head, a frown forming in his face. He pulled the earpiece out of his ear."What's wrong?" I asked, a little worried. He glanced at me, then back at the screen. "The earpiece sounds weird," he said, his voice tight. "I think we lost communication." “Subukan mo ulit kumonekta sa kaniya,” suhestiyon ko.Sinunod naman niya ang suhestiyon ko at ilang beses sinubukang kumonekta sa kaniyang tauhan hanggang sa nagkaroon na ng signal sa pagitan ng earpiece nila.Narinig niya ang ilang glitches ngunit luminaw rin ang tunog ng earpiece. Naririnig niya ang palitan ng baril at maririnig ang malalakas na tunog ng baril. "Do you hear me, sir? I'm sorry for the loss of our communication due to my situation," he said, and Ronald held the earpiece to his ear. "No problem, just do your job and get out of here." He commanded into the earpiece. Bumaba ng hagdan ang tauhan ni Ronald sa mansiyon at nagmamasid pa rin habang itinitutok ang baril sa bawat direksyon na d
Pumasok ako sa kwarto, hindi ko alam na sumunod pala ito sa akin sa loob. Nagulat na lang ako ng marahang bumukas ang pintuan sa likod ko. Umikot ako para harapin siya at mapapansin ang nakakalokong ngiti nito sa pagitan ng kaniyang mga labi. Bigla niya akong itinulak sa kama at dahan-dahang ipinatong ang katawan nito sa ibabaw ko. Nakita ko ang kaniyang kamay na paunti-unting ipinasok sa aking palda at nakiliti ako ng mapagtantong ipinasok niya na pala ang kaniyang mga daliri sa clitoris ko. “R-Ronald.” I moaned his name. Paulit-ulit niyang nilalabas-masok ang kaniyang dalawang daliri sa clitoris ko habang ako naman ay nanghihina at halos hindi makagalaw dahil sa paghagod na nararamdaman ko sa loob ko. His fingers kept rubbing it slowly, and I feel my body weaken as my body exhausted. I kept moaning until he was completely satisfied from rubbing them. Bumuntong hininga ako. “Wife, alam kong nagustuhan mo, nakita ko sa mukha mo,” nakangising sambit niya. His lips gently lan
I feel my body exhausted as I removed his big sword from my clitoris. I went beside him and he wrapped me with a white blanket. He picked up his underwear and shorts, wore them, and went lying beside my body. "Get up, I want you to lie down under my arms," he said, commanding. I got up and lay down under his arm. "I love you," he uttered, smiling and planting a kiss on my forehead. "I love you too," I replied in an exhausted voice. Papikit na ang mga mata ko ng marinig naming may kumatok bigla sa labas. Bigla kaming napatingin sa may pintuan at nagtinginan. "Boss, are you doing something?" The voice was emotionless, familiar, and sounded like the underboss of the organization.He cleared his throat with a loud throat-clearing noise. "What do you want?" he asked, his voice level and lacking of emotion."Sorry for disturbing you and your wife---" My eyes widened, but Ronald cut him off. "Shut that fuck up and just get straight to the point," his voice laced with rage. "Your son i
Bumukas ang pinto at iniluwa silang mag-ama, nakita ko ang nakangiti nilang mga mukha. “Mom?” tawag ng bata sa akin habang karga-karga siya ni Ronald.“Yes, son?” tugon ko sa bata.Habang palapit ako sa bata ay napansin kong gusto nilang magpakarga sa akin kaya ibinigay siya sa'kin ni Ronald at kinarga ko ito.Hinalikan niya ako sa pisngi at napalingon sa kaniyang ama. Lumapit sa amin si Ronald at humalik sa noo ng bata."Just stay here and I want you to keep safe." He stated. "My queen, keep our son and I'll be back in an hour," he indicated and called two of his mobsters and my mobsters. "Keep them safe," he said, and they nodded in agreement. Napansin ko na tila nagmamadali ito at kitang-kita sa ekspresyon nito ang galit. Napansin ko rin na nakakuyom ang isang kamao niya. Sumilip ako sa ibaba at napansin kong tinipon niya silang lahat. Nagpalakad-lakad ito sa magkabilang direksyon bago hinarap ang mga tauhan niya, kasama na rin doon ang mga tauhan ko.“Get ready!” Narinig kong s
Nakatingin lang sa mga mata niya si daddy at napadako ang kaniyang mga mata sa direksyon ng mga tauhan ni Ronald hanggang sa napaatras siya ng makita ang mga tauhan ko. Gulat na gulat ito ng makita sila at halos hindi makapagsalita."Put all your guns down," he commanded with a gesture of his left hand, so they put all their guns down. "Try to touch my son again and I will see you in your grave," He pointed at my father, and there's a hint of rage in his voice. “Leave now or else,” sabi ng matanda.“Leave now or else, what?” angal ni Ronald sa kanila.Inawat sila sila ng sakim kong ama. “Umalis ka na Ronald kung ayaw mong may mangyari pa sa'yo,” babala niya.“Sige, aalis ako pero tatandaan mo.” Tinuro niya si daddy. "Don't you ever touch or hit my son again because this would be turned out a bloody battle," makahulugang sambit niya na may bahia ng galit ang tono ng pananalita niya.Tumalikod na siya habang sumusunod sa likod niya ang mga tauhan namin. Naglakad siya palabas at suma
"Regarding your earlier question," the mobster said, addressing the capo and the others, "he'll start immediately. The plan is to make it look like the money's coming from many legitimate sources. He's already found several good companies to use."The capo nodded. "Excellent."“Pero sa tingin ko dapat production company at iba pang shell companies na alam natin ang gagamitin.” Ang mobster na maingat na nagbabasa ng bawat dokumento ang nagsabi.My husband's plan was carefully crafted, even though he was handling several problems, much like our plan to capture my father and gradually weaken his alliances. The shell companies would receive funds from various sources, carefully documented to appear legitimate. These funds would then be used to acquire assets—properties, businesses—slowly integrating the laundered money into the legitimate economy.Ilang oras na ang ginugugol nila pero hindi pa rin sila natatapos sa proseso sa dami ng kailangan nilang gawin bago ito matapos. Hindi kasi p
Sa isang video ay nakita namin ang magaling na pagpapaputok ng baril at pagpapatama nito sa mga targets sa malayuan. Napansin ko na mabilis itong matuto sa paghawak at paggamit ng baril. Siguro nga, kailangan na namin siyang ihanda para sa mas magandang kinabukasan.Ang nakita ko pang sunod na itinuro sa kaniya ay ang basic self- defense at makakatulong rin naman sa kaniya ito para hindi siya mapahamak. Mas mabuti nang may alam siya para maipagtanggol niya ng maayos ang sarili sa ibang organisasyon ng mga mafia."His practice is good," Ronald murmured, the low rumble of his voice barely audible above the clinking of coffee cups. He watched the screen, a faint smile playing on his lips.I followed his gaze, my own eyes fixed on the young man's movements displayed there. The precision, the focus – it was undeniable. "No doubt," I said, my voice firm. "He'll be a sharp shooter in this organization soon."Ronald turned his gaze to me, his smile deepening. "He's inherited your bravery, y
Kinabukasan nga ay inutusan na naman ni Ronald ang mga tauhan niya na maghanap ng buyer para maibenta ito sa mas mahal na presyo. Ibebenta nila ito base sa kalidad at talagang halaga nito na umaabot ng halos isang daang billion.Ang painting na iyon ang pinakakaiba, at pinakamaganda ng isang pintor bago ito pumanaw dahil sa malubha nitong sakit na cancer. Matagal rin palang hinintay ni Ronald ang paglabas ng mismong obra na iyon.Tinawag ni Ronald ang tatlo niyang tauhan. "Take care of Mr. Dayron, especially our plans; keep them on edge, "bilin nito sa kanila.“Just leave to us, boss.” Tugon naman ng isang tauhan niya na kaharap niya.Ronald glanced at him. “I trust you,” he responded, and his mobster nodded.His mobster turned around and went out to the entrance hall. They got into the car and started the engine. I watched them U-turn the car as they headed toward the gate. They were working with informants inside my father's organization.He signaled his consigliere, so he walked t
Nalagpasan na nila ang lugar kung saan nila sinunog ang mga gamit ng biktima nila mismo. Nakahinga sila ng maluwag ng makuha na ang painting at nagawa ng maayos ang trabaho nila. Halos matawa ang isang tauhan ni Ronald dahil walang kaalam-alam ang driver na naloko siya at hindi talaga sila totoong mga pulis.Habang nasa biyahe sila ay tinitingnan nila kung gaano kaganda ang painting at pinag-uusapan nila ang pintor na gumawa nito. Isa ito sa pinakamagaling na pintor sa kasaysayan ng Italy noong 1960's at ang painting na ‘yon ay ang naiwan niyang obra bago siya namatay.“Siguro akong matutuwa na naman sa ‘ tin si boss,” nakangising sambit ng tauhan ni Ronald na nagmamaneho ng sasakyan.Biglang nagsalita ang capo nila sa earpiece. “Bilisan niyo at hinihintay na kayo ni boss dito,” pagdeklara nito.“Malapit na kami, hintayin niyo na lang kami sandali.” Seryosong sambit ng tauhan ni Ronald na nasa passenger's seat sa harapan.Marami rin ang naghahangad na makuha at mabili ang painting na
The truck has arrived, and the mobsters of Ronald were preparing to block the driver. They were waiting for the right time and signals from other mobsters, especially the capo, before they moved. Their capo already signaled the mobsters to be in their positions.8:22 AM BOLOGNA, VIA FONDAZZA The mobsters in front were going to cross-dress and be in disguise. They needed to kill the two policemen who were on duty in their area to steal their uniforms. The police had caught them earlier, so they needed to kill them. They cleaned the area, leaving no traces at the crime scene. They searched for a perfect spot to bury those bodies and make sure that no one would know about what they had done.Their capo gestured; his hand tailed the white truck as two mobsters, wearing the uniforms of the two policemen they had killed earlier in the Via Fondazza establishment's toilet, approached. They were already wearing the black belts and police peaked caps.Pagkatapos nila doon ay inayos nila ang s
NAVARRA'S EXCLUSIVE BUILDING9:24 PMSanremo, ItalyCasino Area2nd floor Naglakad kaming dalawa papunta sa mga berdeng mesa kung saan naglalaro ng mga baraha ang lahat ng mga taong narito. May napansin akong kakaiba dahil ang isang lalaking narito ay parang hindi naman kasali sa kahit na anong mafia organization. Parang most likely sa mga drug syndicate group base sa hitsura at pormahan nito.Maraming mga naglalakihang chandelier sa gitna na nagliliwanag na parang isang anghel na nagdadala ng liwanag sa madilim na silid. Lahat sila dito ay halos dinadaya lang ang isat-isa para sa pera.There's no fair game in the world of criminals. They all used tricks to win, to get the money they craved. In the first game, they let their opponents win, but as the games went on, they'd use their tricks to cheat and get back the money they'd lost."Nice game, amico nostros," komento ng tauhan ni Ronald kaya halos napatingin lahat sa kaniya ang mga naglalaro ng baraha.Isang manlalaro ang lumingon
Navarra's Exclusive Building Sanremo, Italy — Underground Casino Liguria Region 7:56 PM January 4, 2025 "Boss, what are we going to do now?" their second-in-command asked. Ronald, wearing a black fedora hat, sat in the red small sofa. "We'll do the money laundering as other mobsters we're working with to take down and captured Mr. Dayron," he replied, lighting up his cigarette. "What art? Where?" the second-in-command asked. "I heard from a source that there's a white truck containing the Renaissance art—Mysteries of Milan," he began. "That truck will be passing over Bologna Street, but you need to follow it until the driver is in a place with no crowds," he explained. "I warned you," he pointed at each of them with his index finger. "If you get caught, you'll be punished." The threat hung in the air. I walked toward him and sat on the rolled arm of the sofa beside him. He immediately placed his hand on my waist, glancing at his mobsters. His mobsters stood serious
Ronald's whereabouts Nagpaalam si Ronald kanina na makikipagkita sa isang informant. Narinig ko ang usapan nila; dapat siguraduhin ng informant na walang nakasunod. Huminto si Ronald sa isang tahimik na eskinita na walang katao-tao sakay ng itim niyang sasakyan. Bumaba siya at pinasadahan ng tingin ang paligid, nagmamasid kung may tao.Ronald adjusted his coat and necktie, glancing at his Rolex. He waited, leaning against his car, his eyes scanning the surroundings. He heard a clinking sound—a nearby trash can.Soon, he spotted someone approaching. "Sorry for keeping you waiting," the informant said, getting out of his car."It's alright, I just arrived," Ronald replied as the informant walked closer."Give me the papers," Ronald instructed. The informant retrieved an envelope from his car.He handed the envelope to Ronald. "All the papers and agreements are inside."Ronald opened the brown envelope and read the first page. "This is insane," he commented, shaking his head."Money is
Napakagulo na ng mundong ginagalawan naming dalawa. Hindi ko na alam kung saan hahantong ang lahat. Will our story be like other stories and movies, all tied up at the end? Will all the pieces of the puzzle fit together in the end? Sa magulong mundong ito, hindi na namin alam kung sino ang mga kakampi at sino ang dapat pagkatiwalaan."How's the operation... to gather more data on him? To take him down?" My voice was barely a whisper, the question staying in the air.Ronald's eyes moved quickly. A beat. Then, a slow kiss on my forehead. "Everything went well, darling." His calm tone made the tension feel stronger."Is there a new threat?" I asked, meeting his gaze. He stared back, his eyes steady."Maybe," he said, his voice softer now, "but we'll face it together." The attempt to lighten the mood felt heavy in the air."Ano? Pumapayag ka na bang masangkot si Niccoló dito?" tanong ko sa kaniya.Napaisip siya sandali. "Kapag handa na siya pero hindi pa ngayon," tugon niya.He's our only