How Lapu Lapu Died Novels & Stories

The crowd gasped, murmuring coursing through the ballroom. “Did she kill her best friend because of him?” “I thought Lana was weak.” “Stop! Stop it, Sapphire. You can't say what you know nothing about. Lana was a weakling and Diego announced that she died when they were mating!” I scoffed at her defensive words. “How so? How so is the truth? I bet no investigation was made. To know if she was poisoned." I watched as her face drained all black at the mention of vision and a beautiful smile crept on my face.

"You were trying to blackmail my family, weren't you?" Sophia was a little stunned, even alarmed. "I did this..., What I did with you had nothing to do with your family." "I didn't..." Larry shook his head and lit a cigarette, the smoke billowing up so that Sophia couldn't see his facial expression. "My father is dead!" "The boss is dead?" Sophia froze again, "How is that possible?" "I want to ask you before he died, was there anything different or suspicious?" Larry looked at her and continued, "He was assassinated, and I want to avenge his death."

I swallowed hard, trying to keep the tears at bay. "After that?" Lorenzo probed. "He was suicidal. Then, he died in a car accident. He didn't survive because the car caught fire" Lorenzo's eyes widened. "What happened next?" "He -um--he was poisoned" Lorenzo sighed. "It's not a pattern. There has to be something. Did you not find out anything that could help, within the past decades?" "Not that I remember. Every time we thought we were close to freedom, everything would get ruined and I would end up losing the love of my life, over and over again. It gets tiring, you know" I said with a shaky voice.

All of them looked like they received a bad news. Janine run towards me. "Anica." Janine called, she tightened her hug. I slightly pushed her. "W-What's happening? Papu is alright? Papu will be fine, right?" Despite having thoughts already about it. I just can't accept what my mind is thinking. The doctor walked close to my directly and he deliver the news taht I am mto uet ready to recieve. "Your Papu, he is dead. I am sorry for your loss."

Like she didn’t get to finish the sentence. That was her last entry. Tears blurs my vision, and I know instantly that Sophia didn't drown. She was murdered. And she was murdered by her father—Lorenzo Romano.

Victoria, already frail, suffered a cerebral hemorrhage caused by the shock and did not survive. Lucas ended up with nothing—no wealth, no loved ones, and no future ahead. He went off the grid for a while. Then, his name surfaced again in the news. He had tracked Sophie overseas, and it ended in a shootout. Both of them were killed. I scrolled past the article without pausing. My secretary knocked and then entered with a folder. "Ms. Hale, here's the itinerary for the IPO celebration. Please review it." I skimmed the pages and then closed them. "Looks good. Let's proceed."

Before Don Fabrizio's other men could get their guns out and gun Di Stefano down, he had already fired a minimum of seven bullets at Lucca. Di Stefano died, but so did Lucca. Don Fabrizio, standing in the center of all this gunfire, turned to see Lucca down and gone when it all calmed down. He rushed to him and grabbed him, trying to resuscitate him. “Lucca! Lucca!!” He called as he burst into tears. His other men stood in a circle around Don and his fallen son, silent and saddened. After about ten minutes when Don Fabrizio came to terms with what had happened, he began to mutter under his breath:

"Vivian." He went completely still. "What did you say?" "Vivian is here. She wants to talk to you. To apologize." "No." The word was sharp and final. "I don't want to see her. Tell her to leave." "Lucian, please. Just hear her out. She said Raphael is dead. That she needs closure before she moves on." "Raphael is dead?" He sank into a chair, processing the information. "How?" "He walked into the ocean. He couldn't handle being exiled."

"And maybe... maybe someday, when you're ready, you can tell me about them. The places. What she would have thought." He made a sound, something between a laugh and a sob. "I'd like that. I'd like that very much." The line went dead. I stood there for a moment, the phone pressed to my ear, listening to nothing. Then I hung up. Killian was at my side in an instant, his hand on my back, his face tight with concern. "Olivia? What did he say? What's wrong?" I turned to him, and I laughed. It was a strange sound, half sob, half something else. "Lupiter's dead. She died in labor. The baby too."

I was amused, “Why are you holding onto Russell? Is it because he married you in your previous life?” Lucci's eyes widened. Unbelievably, she asked me, “How do you know? Were you reborn too?” I nodded. Lucci was dumbfounded for a few seconds and returned to her senses later. “I'm afraid you don't know, but your husband loved me so much. He's destined to love me.” I shook my head. “Lucci, so you really don't know how you died in your last life.” Lucci died in her last life from an amniotic fluid embolism during childbirth.