LOGINAmia arrived home, I let her in and made sure no one saw her. We both went straight to the living room. My attention was focused on the two suitcases she was carrying. The matte black suitcase was familiar to me, I was sure it was mine. That's where I put the guns that I use in heavy clashes. "Amia, it's good that you arrived safely. It's also good that no one followed you! I was worried until you were here.""Martin made sure that no one in the mansion would doubt our actions, especially mine, Sir. The reason we told them was the passing of my cousin on my mother's side. Fortunately, Signor Eldifonso allowed me to leave the mansion even if only temporarily.""Thank God for that, Amia." I kept looking at the familiar suitcase. "Your black suitcase, Amia. Am I right, it's mine?"She nodded. She stood up from her seat and brought the suitcase towards me. "You're right, Sir. You are the owner of this suitcase.""Amusing, Amia! It's good that it was undetected that it's full of guns and
A more deafening silence enveloped the whole house, especially when I decided to have the maids move out from the house temporarily. I don't want to when there's a conflict here, both of them will be in danger. It will be more difficult for me to move if Signor Eldifonso's forces attack me if I am with someone here. It is also an advantage that I don't think about saving anyone but myself in case that old man will come here to slaughter me. "All this will end," I said to my own reflection in the human size mirror in front of me. "I hope so," I answered as if I was a fool, talking to myself.My eyes hit the bed surface's reflection inside the mirror. My mind remembered the happy moments Val and I had together on the bed. Now that I was about to sleep I was enveloped in a suffocating sadness. I felt an unceasing longing for my dear Val and my son Foval. However I have to endure everything. I have to carry in my heart for a while the heavy feelings, the bereavement, and the depression,
“I need you,” I said, begging him.“Just tell me whatever you need from me, Sir. I am willing to help with everything I can,” Martin said from the other line.I closed my eyes, nodding.“Oh, Martin, I thought you forgot me already.”“How can I forget someone who became my lord.”“Martin, Signor knew that I am alive. And I am frightened that he might harm Val and our son. They will arrive in Texas tomorrow. I want to ask a favor from you regarding this thing. P-Please watch over them, but do not let anyone knew that they are in Texas.”“Sir, how about you?”“Don’t worry about me. I will handle the situation well. IF that Signor won’t be easy on me, then I will welcome his anger. I learned a lot during my pretentious days under his nest. Surely, those lessons won’t put me down.”“Sir, I will let our men come to you and help you.”“That’s better, Martin.”I maybe not as powerful as Signor Eldifonso, and I only have few subjects, yet I know they are true to me. This is enough to fight aga
Independence is a dream of many, and a person who was enslaved and forbidden to meet his freedom will do everything to have that. So am I. I am aware that I will never have such as long as I am in the shadow of that Signor. He will always make me remember that I am his slave no matter how hard I tried to escape, and no matter what I will do. Pretending is not even a way to have my liberty.I gulped the amount of alcohol mixed with my saliva before I let go of a heavy sigh, asking my mind what else is the best action to totally defeat that devil. He is more powerful than me, and I am completely nothing compared to him. He got people. Forces, and money, while I have nothing but a free air to breathe.“E-Eli.”I looked at her, smiling out of the happiness my heart was feeling as she was calling me that name again. I feel alive despite of the fear which was chaining me, building cowardness in my mind. Her voice calling through that name caused a sensation which serves as a calming medium
She avoided me, making me feel more distant from her. It really sucks because in times we were in good terms I thought those moment wont come to this point. Well, I am expecting that the truth would be revealed to her, but not thinking it would be this early. I was the happiest, after all the pain and mistakes I have from my past, I could say that I am living a life filled with love with Val and Foval. Yet my Amore discovered the truth that I was once the man behind her dark past.I woke up early because of the worries that I have since last night. Especially when that old man called, starting to haunt me. I sighed as I was walking down the stairs, I went at the kitchen and the maids were busy cooking. I directed myself to the living room where my son was playing with his toys.“Foval, good morning.”“Daddy! Good morning,” he greeted, giving me a smack kiss on my cheek. His face shows bitterness, he covered his nose, distancing his face from me. “Daddy, you had an alcohol last night?
-Eli Madrigal-My eyes were pinned on my fist which I used punching the man who tried to do unpleasant to Val. But instead of saying thanks to me, Val went angrier, treating me as someone destroys her new built friendship with that man. That person is a son of bitch, trying to look innocent and calm, yet the truth, he was acting like one and like a tiger who were hungry will take the opportunity to eat his target.I left her at the shore, and now I am on the verandah, drinking alcohol, asking this shit to drown me and help my thought escape from this life even if it is just for a while. I tried to stop my intrusive thought earlier, letting her realize that there are men worst that what she was thinking of me, but I could not let her be perverted by anyone. Not just because I love her, but to let her know that beyond her anger of me I am here, protecting her.I sighed, turning my body to the waiting rocking chair. I let my behind buried in the cushion of the chair, allowing it to give







