How Lapu Lapu Died Novels & Stories

So keep your condolences and pretend to yourself " Mrs. Logan snapped at him. "Mum, Leon is gone for good this time. He died right in my hand," Lucas' voice crackled, his face drained with tears. "He was telling me to protect everyone, but he couldn't finish his words." He shutters. "Elena, you killed my son; I will not spare you." She shouted, crying deeply, coming to the conclusion that it was no other person than Elena. "She wasn't at the funeral with us; I never sighted her." Sophia finally spoke, her voice weak.

Solen cheered as Sophie was laid on my chest. I remember the tears that fell from my eyes. “She is beautiful,” Jorge tells me. If I had known it was the last time I would see him, I would have held onto that moment longer. While I was still recovering from Sophie’s birth, Jorge died. I never got to go to funeral or the grave. Solen went, and said it was nice. I was told it was a car accident. I took Sophie home to the apartment Solan and I shared. It was empty and cold.

So, that wasn't possible. “The news of the death of her son, sent the wife to the great beyond. Luthan was completely devastated as he was forced to mourn the death of his beloved wife and son at the same time.” “He realized it was Marlik and Alaric who had killed Lucas. And so, he ordered for them both to be seized and beheaded. But the two partners in crime had already fled before then. Marlik promised to return back to his father's pack, as a powerful man, whom his father would bow to.”

“The situation with those men has been resolved. You don’t need to learn to shoot. I believe this will be the last time we have to deal with such things.” I wanted my carefree wife, not the one who was always stressing. She looked at me as if she couldn’t believe what I was saying. “My love, I wouldn’t lie to you about such things. The matter has been resolved, Lupita is dead, we have no one to worry about now.”

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.

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: