Chapter Ten: 1.1 Beast

Elliot

Two years ago

Batangas

WITH TOUSLED HAIR, a ruffled sleeve, and the upper half of my royal blue long sleeve unbuttoned, I was standing on the verge of the top of our land, watching the flickering lights of the city of Batangas. A few strands of my chest hair were freely experiencing the frigid wind. My hands were both inside my pockets. My black leather shoes were cake in thick sludge.

My family owns this land, slated to develop as a private subdivision for politicians and well-known families in the city. I chose this place tonight for my guests to remember how we intended to improve the property. But everything changed in just one snap.

When Hubert turned himself to uncover the Elizalde's, I ordered Sabino to track down those fucking cowards who agreed with Federico to bump me off. I was blaming myself for giving them my credence that I didn't notice their sleight of hand against me. "You stupid. Dumb. Asshole lawyer," I murmured to myself. My lips were shaking from the a