We both knew they were the people after me. I didn’t need to tell her anything, but the fact that I appeared tattered and unkempt out of the blue at almost midnight gave her the idea that something must be up and that I had come to her for protection.“I will take care of them. Just hide well in the basement,” she said to me and nudged me into the stairs.She waited for me to get to a safe distance before closing the lid and covering it with the rug that was placed there. The basement was only known to the both of us. In fact, it took me several years to find out that there was a basement in the house.I heard the door open and the men rush in before Martin's voice sounded amidst the ruckus.“Keep calm. We are not here to cause any trouble. Remember who she is to the boss,” he gave a stern warning, and the disturbing noises ceased instantly.“Good evening, ma'am.”I heard Auntie’s voice finally as she calmly responded to his greeting and asked why she was being bombarded with their me
|Rocco| I had contemplated over and over whether I should kill Matteo or not but something kept holding me back and it was the words of Irena as I went to Jamaica. I didn’t want her to worry and I found myself holding back a lot because I wanted to be a better person. The thought of coming back to a house where she was absent never occurred to me. It was even crazier that I didn’t know why she left. It felt like a dream. I kept reading the letter she left over and over but nothing got registered in my brain. My world was suddenly empty and she didn’t specify the exact reason why she left. “Find her to the end of the earth. I want her brought back to me. Also, do not hurt her in any way. I will decide what to do after I see her,” I commanded and sent almost all my men out. They camped in front of the house she ran away from, the entire town, and the front of Auntie’s house for several days, but no one saw any traces of her. It was like she disappeared off the trace of the earth.
|Irena|Paul had to take a leave from work after I went to stay at his house. We kept discovering several things that we knew wouldn’t be good to leave in the open. They were top secrets that needed to be kept out of sight, so we had to be isolated and continue our investigation underground.“We have to look into the family tree first,” he proposed.“I agree. We also need to find out why my father was sent to kill him,” I added.“I met with the man who told us about him then, and he said that he also couldn’t have any access to the case file even though he was one of the top-ranking officers. He said the case files were only accessible to people who were in the highest cadre, and that was suspicious because it had to be a very coded task for it to be that encrypted,” Paul explained further.“We will never be able to gain access to the file at this point, and if we table it as an official investigation, the corrupt ones will make it die down,” I mumbled, and he agreed.“Let’s take it o
She continued telling us about my childhood and several things that had happened until she mentioned my father’s death. That was the part I was waiting eagerly for.“That dreadful morning, we all woke up to find his dead body lying on the ground and he was covered with blood. There was a heavy gunshot fight that night so nobody came out. It was so sudden and unexpected, considering the fact that our town was always a peaceful one. Everyone locked their doors tightly and no one could come out.” She narratedBy now, her husband had joined us in the sitting room where we were discussing. He was busy boiling some medicinal herbs when we first came so he couldn’t stay with us.“What happened that day? I can’t seem to remember that much,” her head tilted to the side, trying to remember the details.Anxiousness took over me as I waited for her to resume. She shouldn’t forget the most important details. If I can know what happened that night, I will know the next line of action.“Isn’t that o
|Rocco|Seeing Luca’s name on the list was quite shocking but after a few seconds, I realized that it was not a big deal because Luca was known to love luxury. He collects rare fashion items because of their uniqueness, according to him.Shaking the suspicions off my head, I turned to the next page and the buyers had been streamlined to fit the size of the foot that was found at the scene. Luca’s name was also there; this got me more confused. They were only three, including him.I didn’t want to give unnecessary doubt so I called Martins and told him to find out about the other two.“I already found out about them. I attached the documents; it is in the envelope,” he responded.I had to take a pause for some seconds. I was hesitant to ask but I didn’t hold back for too long. “What of the third person? Is it our Luca?”“Yes boss. It’s your brother. I left him out because I didn’t see any need to do that. He loves to collect luxury fashion items so it must have been a coincidence,” he
I couldn’t believe my ears. What I had dreaded the most finally happened. I knew one day it would be used against me so it took me a long time to get accustomed to the word that I was my father’s son.“From today onwards, you are my son. No one in this world will call you adopted because I am your father. I will treat you just like my son because you are one.” Bruno assured me that very day I arrived in Italy.Our encounter was a funny one. He was the ray of hope that popped up into my life when I lost all hope. I was to be sold into the unknown but he bought me and made me his legal son instead.“You are too intelligent to waste away. Be my son,” he declared that very day.I didn’t have any reason to turn down his proposal. I latched onto his offer immediately and something was sure—I wasn’t terrified of him. It was as if I found a puzzle piece to complete my future.Father was supportive of my dreams, wishes, and goals. He didn’t impose anything on me or pressure me into succeeding
I couldn’t believe it. For several minutes, I kept checking if she was real or not. My left arm was bandaged so I couldn’t raise it to touch her. I had to struggle a lot with my right hand on the other side before I could reach her at the far end of the bed, where she placed her head beside my legs and was sleeping.Irena was beside me like she never left. She was in Italy and I had turned the whole country upside down just to find her but I couldn’t. The thoughts of where she could have been clouded my mind for a while but I shook it off eventually and just had a fill of her face. I kept staring without breaking the gaze off. Even with the roughness of her skin, she was still beautiful.“What is going through her mind? Even in her sleep, she seems disturbed. What did she know and why did she run away?” I couldn’t stop thinking.I summoned up the courage to touch her forehead slightly so I could tuck the stray hair lurking around her face behind her ears, and that woke her up. Her rou
|Rocco|The shock on my face was too much to hide. I never expected such an attack. Even the grip I had on her hand softened immediately and she used that opportunity to remove her hand from mine.“What do.. what are you… I mean, what do you mean by that? My father killed yours?” A successful statement struggled to find itself out of my mouth. I was really dumbfounded.The only thing I knew at that time was the fact that Luca was responsible for the murder instead of her mother. The investigation to get several pieces of evidence was still underway so I didn’t tell her yet. This new revelation got me wondering how her father killed her dad and why.“What do you mean? Can you explain in clearer terms? I really cannot understand what I just heard.” I had to let her know; my brain refused to digest it because it was too big.She left the room in silence and my shoulders dropped in defeat. She only made me realize the reason why she couldn’t laugh with me anymore, so dating was out of the
I just realized that we haven’t really discussed Auntie and who exactly she was. She got introduced to me by my mother, and I grew up relying on her when we moved to the town. She helped me so much and brought me to stay with her when my mother got arrested for murder.We didn’t have any situation or opportunity to talk deeper about her, and I had always felt too comfortable to be bothered by all that. All Auntie did in her entire life was cook. She would cook even on days when she was sick to the bones.There was a time she collapsed while cooking because she was doing it nonstop. The funniest thing was that there was no customer to eat all that she had cooked because it was midnight. I came out to have a glass of water and saw her cooking aggressively before she passed out.“You should have just taken it slow. Why were you cooking this hard?” I scolded her as I attended to her in her room“I have to prepare it for them. If not, they might stay hungry the entire year,” she groaned in
The stare of horror on their faces showed how scary my screams and dripping palms were. We all stood there looking at each other, my body trembling with hatred and disbelief. I couldn’t comprehend all that I had just watched. A head banging headache swept me off my feet as my chest rose and fell.Before I knew it, I was on the floor with dim eyes. My body couldn’t bear the weight of oppression from my emotions. I had broken down once again.“Let’s help her up! Irena!” Auntie’s scream barely kept me awake before I passed out finally.I woke up to the fluid being passed in my body and saw the same doctor that treated Rocco during the first gunshot standing close to the door and discussing with the men. I couldn’t hear what they were discussing, and I wasn’t even in the right frame of mind to eavesdrop.“We will talk more about it when she wakes up,” was another line I heard before I slept off again.I woke up to see everyone having dinner, and they all rushed to my side when they saw me
|Irena|I realized they were trying to distract us as I cried in the morgue. My mother’s body was filled with several marks that had come from bullying and torturing. It was then it dawned on me that all those bruises I saw when I last visited her were from the maltreatment she had been facing in the correctional center.“What a foolish daughter I am. I didn’t even think deeply into what the bruises could mean. How did I end up believing that she only tripped and wounded herself?” several thoughts filled my mind as we headed to the center to get the rest of her thingRocco held me in his arms as Paul drove the car silently to the location. His soft but huge arms were rubbing my shoulder to keep me calm, but I had so much going on in my head even though my mouth was not moving.The guards at the center were taking longer than usual to attend to my request until Rocco stepped in. I had previously told him to wait for me in the car while I go alone to get her things but when I saw that t
“We have to move faster than their investigations. We have done a lot to keep this buried for years. They cannot just come to ruin all our hard work at this point,” one of the men sitting at a round table with sushi and several sashimi dishes glaring at them.“That’s why we have been taking them out one after the other. We cannot allow any loophole in this operation. One of our men is on the way to give us the report on the progress of the operation,” another responded, reaching for his cup for a drinkThe other men released a uniform groan as they released their ties, buttering their frustrations. They had all been unsettled ever since Irena found the files they had been searching for all year. They had turned the house upside down over and over but none of them could find where her mother kept it.“We already concluded that she didn’t have the file. I don’t understand how that bitch managed to hide the file till her daughter found it. We even had the inmates bully and beat her just
|Irena|I couldn’t believe all that I had just heard. My head tried to process it over and over but it felt like it would explode if I thought about it too much. What in the world happened to Rocco? How did he manage to stay calm in all of that? What was the reason behind him keeping quiet and holding back for so long? I had millions of questions running through my head but I couldn’t bring myself to ask him any.“You smart fool!” those were the only words that flew out of my mouth softly. I couldn’t begin to imagine the pain he had been enduringThe day I showed him the picture of my father, his father was also there. How did he not react? Why did he not explain to me and bore the hatred from me? I had hurt him with my words and actions but he never for once tried to bail himself out.“Why did you not tell me? Why did you not point it out that your father was also a victim of Bruno? How did you even manage to stay in that hell and pretend as if nothing was happening?” my tears flowed
It was around the fourth year of my stay in Italy. At that time, I had bonded with everyone in the villa and became a legal member of the family. My father had started taking me to meetings and made me handle some of his tasks because of how good I was.I couldn’t hide my extreme hatred and disgust at first. It was too hard to pretend. The person that killed my mother was the one I had been adoring, worshipping, and calling father all these while. No doubt, he was also the one that killed my father. He ruined me and my family and also had the nerve to play on my memory.“Is something wrong? You haven’t said anything much or even trained for days ever since you woke up. Are you mad at me for hitting your head on the pole?”Bojana couldn’t stop feeling bad because she thought my attitude changed due to the incident but after assuring her that the accident was not the issue and that I just needed some time to myself, she decided to let me be till I would come around by myself.It took me
Of course, he was happy at the proposal but he was also someone else’s slave so the uncertainty of his master releasing him was the biggest obstacle.“Thank you..” His eyes lit up with happiness; everyone could tell that the offer gladdened his heart so there was no way he could even turn down the offer or say he wasn’t pleased with it“Once again, thank you for the offer but.. I don’t know… I am” his stuttering got in the line of his statement as he hesitatedHe didn’t want to upset both his master and his new savior. Thankfully, the person he saved already knew what the problem was so he came to the rescue“What? Are you afraid of your master? Do you think he won’t let you go?” he asked and Kovac nodded immediatelyHe had just said what was bothering him and with the look of things, it seemed like the Savior already thought of it too and how he would handle it.The man’s huge hands brushed his hair slightly in adoration as his lips curled into a smile for the first time he had ever
He woke up to find the ship fighting for balance in the middle of the sea and after a slight interrogation from two people, he found out that the ship had been sailing for almost a full day and he had been out the whole time.Rushing to the other side of the ship, he tried checking everywhere to see if there would be any face he could recognize but no one seemed familiar until he ran into one of the men that came to Mateha’s house. If he had his memories intact, he would have bolted from the scene before the man saw him, but unfortunately, he got captured before he could even say a word and was locked in the storage for the rest of the day without any food or water.The second day, he was dragged out by one of the hefty men, with his face looking like an overgrown garden because of the multitude of beards attached to his chin. His head was long and high in the center, making everything about his visuals traumatizing.“You think you can go anywhere? We own you now! We are your boss!” h
They marched back into the town and were led by the boy in the hood who knew Marko’s house. Unknown to them, Andrej had told his wife that if he doesn’t come back within the hours of one and two in the morning, she should flee with her son, Kovac.“I think something must have happened; we need to escape right now,” she tapped Irena’s mom, who had dozed off while waiting with her.They didn’t waste any time and rushed up to pack after waking the kids. Thanks to Kovac’s mom, they were able to escape before Bruno’s men came to the house.“Find them! Don’t ever let them get away!” His voice trembled with every word that came out of them as he gulped down the alcohol from the bottle in his hand every minute.They searched for them but couldn’t find them until they had to withdraw at daybreak. Unknown to them, they were hiding at the grandma’s house till the coast was clear. Early at dawn, they rushed to the dock, Marko told them, and took the first boat to Kovac’s town, where they settled