Lahat ng Kabanata ng Ruling the Mafia World: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

“I only want to talk to you,” a man in his late fifties almost, wearing an elegant suit, blatantly declared as soon as we got into Marco’s office. He was already waiting in the receiving area of Marco’s office when we arrive. “If that is the case, I am afraid that is not possible. You can forget we met and cancel whatever deal you were offering,” Marco decisively answered. “Are you sure about that?” the man in suit leisurely commented. He even sat with his legs crossed, left above his right knees. “Think about what you will lose if we cancel this deal….”Marco clenched his teeth. Based on what I could see, the man was holding some kind of ace card to threaten Marco the way he did, and Marco was somehow a bit shaken about the possible resu

I did not get any answer from the two, so I paused in my tracks, and my eyes took turns looking at Skye and then at Gab, asking silently what was wrong. I noticed the look in Gab’s eyes was the same as mine. He was also asking, and the only difference was the questions in his eyes and mine. I knew I could not conceal my expressions from this man since he knew me for more than a decade now, but I was hoping he would not be so vocal asking right in front of Skye. I guess my thoughts were accurate, considering Gab seemed to hold his tongue from asking me verbally. But…“What’s wrong?” Skye asked. I could sense the wary in her tone, and I wanted to slap my own head for not being able to hide any of my emotions from her. I even tried to deny it and make her think she was wrong to think something was off, but her next words shattered me into a million pieces. “I don’t know if Gab here is buying it, but I am not. So, just spit it out,” Skye’s eyebrows drew a line on her forehead, eyeing G

Before anyone could say anything, Skye continued with her words while checking my safety belts securely fastened. “I was there the whole time my dad was restitching your wound. You were naked that time. You had a blanket covering your lower body, but when he realized that your catheter got misaligned, he had to do it again, so I also have seen whatever you are desperately trying to hide from me right now,” she stated like it was a matter of fact trivia and not something I should feel so embarrassed about. Nevertheless, I felt so naked even with all my clothes still on, covering my entire body decently. I had to beg her to stop her litany. I was worried my flushed face would not be enough. The car might flood with my blood seeping out of my ears and eyes in so much torture from her mere words. 

I gathered all the remaining strength I could muster to act accordingly. I noticed Marco was still in his deep thoughts, seated next to me. I managed to grab a pinch size of his sleeves and tugged on it to call his attention. “Marco, are you alright?” I think Marco did not notice the slight shiver in my voice. I wouldn’t be surprised if he missed noticing, I am even grateful he did. He must have thought I was just whispering since I only managed to speak softly. Marco looked around and stepped out of the vehicle when he figured out that we were the only people left sitting inside it. I don’t know where everyone else went, but I could see Gab standing outside the door to Marco’s side, knowing for sure we would walk out of the car in that direction. I was about to do jus

The fear and pain I had then were now all coming back, in a flash, to me again. But this time, anger was weighing more than anything else. I had my eyes in his direction, but as I was lost in my thoughts, I did not notice when he moved closer to where I was. Until I returned from my wandering thoughts.“I heard you are a lady zombie next to this young man Mister Alfonso,” Mister Leblanc murmured, turning his head to look at a busily making coffee Marco who had his back to us.  “Maybe you are not so useless in bed if he is keeping you to his side like his dear wife,” he whispered with one of his hands rubbing the jeans of my pants on the knee closest to his spot. My anger was overwhelming me. So much to contain that I could not even move a finger to express my disgust towards this despicable dirty old fox.