Hail the Mafia Queen

“I want to file a divorce.”Karlo Rodriguez had always warned me to never go inside his study whenever he is working. But now, I am standing in front of him, his table only barricading between us. He was filled with paperworks and currently manipulating his laptop.Despite the words that spewed out of my mouth, he remained unfazed and continued clicking on his keyboard. I inhaled sharply and crossed my arms, anger seething inside my system because I am pissed he was not even listening to me.“Did you not hear me? I want a divorce!” I repeated again, rising my voice this time.He paused and raised his gaze at me. I arched my eyebrow with a small smile on my lips, grateful that he is now paying attention on me. But then again, he lowered his eyes and now getting papers from the other side of the table. My jaw tightened by how casually he just ignored me. I groaned in frustration and slammed the table.“Karlo!” I exclaimed.“I don’t see any reason for you to divorce me, Minerva,” he said

I did not even realize that there was media surrounding the entrance of the hotel. Their cameras blinded me, so I shrunk my eyes just so I could see clearly. The guards tried stopping them, but they kept capturing us, especially the other guests in front of us. “Mr. Rodriguez! Please let us have an interview!”“May we know what is your next project in the city?”“What can you say about the new elected president of the country? Mr. Karlo Rodriguez, please answer!”My ears were ringing of the name of the man beside me. When I looked at Karlo, that is when I realized that his hand was holding tightly on my knuckles. My eyes went down to my hand holding his wrist, his other hand was on my waist, and his head alternately looking side by side, as if we were in a pedestrian lane and he is protecting me from the fast cars which are the reporters and media trying to bump us. It felt like a slow motion and his touch was giving electricities in my body. I should move away, but people might no

The maids have already brought the tray with food and water the moment Karlo went outside to leave me alone. I remained staring at the ceiling, trying to fight the headache caused by what Karlo said to me a while ago.The Red Cartel. The government. The enemies and criminals of my parents…Everything was overwhelming, and it made me think that all of it was a foolish joke. But if I were to make scenes that transpired last night, the shooting with guns, the men Karlo were trying to fight while carrying me, and Helen pulling out a gun to point at me, wishing me dead, it made me have goosebumps and Karlo might be telling the truth. I slowly sat on the bed and slapped my forehead. Suddenly, a phone rang beside my table. When I looked at it, it was beside the tray. My face lit up when I realized that it was Ian on the screen. I was about to grab it, but the door opened. Karlo also looked at my ringing phone before he took it and ended the call. I gasped in shock, my mouth dropping at wha