THE MAFIA'S PRISONER
I made sure my movements were stiff, unnatural—parang ngayon ko lang nahawakan ang baril sa buong buhay ko.
Ren observed me closely. His gaze was sharp, unreadable. Then, all of a sudden—
Bang!
A loud shot echoed through the room. Napapitlag ako, almost dropping the gun as my heart slammed against my chest.
My eyes snapped to Ren, who was now holding his own gun, smoke still trailing from the barrel. He fired.
"Lesson one," he said, voice cold and steady. "Never hesitate to shoot if needed."
I swallowed hard, tightening my grip on the weapon in my hands. I'm starting to hate this guy.
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