Clandestine Affair

“You think that’s enough to take him down?”Shit!In a swift move, I got the gun from my pocket and orchestrated a dramatic turn to face the man in the backseat. A tense silence hung in the air as I pressed my lips, the muzzle of the pistol now pointed directly at the intruder’s head.“What an actual piece of shit!” I cursed out in frustration when I realized who it was.“Woah… Take it easy, babe.” “Take it easy, my ass! You almost got yourself killed, you fcking dupe.”Asher chuckled. “I’ll take your ass easy, babe. I am gentle.”I almost choke on my own breath. I can’t believe this guy! He can always make all innocent remarks all sensual.“No thanks! I like it rough.” I heard both of them laughing at my last remark. I took a deep breath before I disassembled the gun and put it back in my pocket. I looked at my laptop again. My face relaxed after seeing the family picture I’ve been keeping. It always brought me a brief respite amid all kinds of tension.Despite the years of solitary

Jerson felt a slight pain on his face. He looked at himself in the mirror. As he stared at his reflection to check if there was a wound, he noticed a cut. There was blood coming out from it. He washed it to prevent the blood from spewing around his face. “I should have cut his finger to get back with this,” he mumbled. He felt the great urge to beat up whoever punk made this to him. He sighed. He washed it again and left it for a few moments to let his face dry.He examined himself in front of the mirror once again. He made sure to look presentable before leaving the comfort room. After a few moments, he walked out of the four-cornered room and found his way to the two.The restaurant was crowded with customers. Even on the pavement way to the lounge area, many people were standing and talking to each other. Some were answering calls. Jerson finally entered the main hall. He saw the two men elegantly sitting, facing each other. Anyone could tell that the two came from a well-off fam

Jerson examined the whole area. He was anxious. He felt like someone was following them and was planning to kill Vishnu. He roamed his gazes around while his chin leaned on his palm. There was no one suspicious inside.He looked outside the restaurant. There was a person sitting inside the eatery at the convenience store. It was an ideal spot for a criminal when stalking someone. The man was eating, perhaps, cup noodles. After only a few moments, the guy went outside and left. He scratched his head. There was also no one suspicious outside.He took a deep breath. Maybe he was just anxious and overreacting. There was nothing skeptical among the people outside and inside the restaurant. In his years of working for the Empresarium, he already knew the faces of those mafia residing in the underworld. He rested his back on the backrest and loosened up. He stared at Vishnu, who was grinning at the woman. Seeing it just ticked him off. Vishnu was enjoying himself. He could tell how relax

“Please breathe. You’re making me worried.”Vishnu stiffened his body. His muscles tensed. He scratched his head, aiming to make sense of everything. Yet, he couldn’t. He wanted to smack himself. How could he act like that? Ever since he realized why he’d been feeling weird the first time he met Jerson until now, he drew the line. He just met the person for fuck’s sake so why would he feel that way? And to a man, huh?Everything just doesn't add up. There is no freaking way!He knows himself better! He isn’t against the lgbtqi+ community and the projects they had established helping them in battling for their rights over the time, and he’s definitely not homophobic, however, thinking he was one of them was way too absurd. He could never accept that. He’d been straight all his life!Vishnu took a deep breath while Jerson continued fixing his tie. Once again, he found himself attracted to Jerson’s fragrance. He stopped breathing again when he smelled the same fragrance he scented at the

“What if the boss gets killed on my surveillance? What would be the requital?” Jane inquires. The question was presumed to be innocent by quite a lot of people but Jerson, who knew Jane for years knows that this isn’t just a simple question she had come up with out of curiosity. Jerson suspects that Jane was cautious of the fact that she happens to be inferior compared to Vishnu. Jane, who used to be in the limelight, doesn't want to suffer the same fate as those she tormented. She despised being perceived as incompetent when compared with others. If Vishnu were to join the Empresí, her rank will go down by one and that’ll make her the fifth. She’ll be assigned to an unstable squadron by then. She didn’t want that. With that kind of thought, Jane had her hidden agenda upon signing the contract. If Vishnu decided to get engaged with the Empresí — which is possible if they were to mention his past background — Jane wouldn’t think twice about harming the Prosecutor. Even though she knew