The Mafioso's Wrath

CHAP 2

The dim surroundings caught my attention as soon as I walked into the hotel. I instantly used my swipe card to access the power supply—which lit up the area—and went to the sofa. I sunk into the seat, sat back, and closed my eyes.

I'm dead tired. Hindi ko alam kung dahil sa pag-attend ko ng after party ng mga miyembro kong mafia o dahil sa walang tigil kong pag-iisip sa babaeng iyon. I balled my fist out of anger.

Fvck! I got fooled again.

Hindi ko alam kung bakit gano'n ang naging reaksyon ko kanina. I already anticipated her presence at the ball. When I first recognized her, I should have shot her right away, but what the heck?

Isang iling ang ginawa ko bago napagdesisyunang tumayo para lumabas ng suite. To help me fall asleep and to calm my anger, I intended to have more shots. I rode an elevator and went to the bar area.

As opposed to other loud bars, this one welcomed me with soft music as soon as I entered. The local lighting is also just right—dim and uncolored. I made my way over to the bar counter and sat down. When a bunch of girls immediately surrounded me on all sides, my jaw tensed up.

"Do you need a companion?" the girl to my left asked and patted my arm; if my suspicions are correct, she is the leader of their group.

I slowly moved my head to her direction and stared at her eyes. "Remove your hand," I responded coldly with an evident warning in my voice.

Fear automatically consumed her face. She went pale. Ramdam ko ang pangangatal ng kamay niya habang marahan iyong inalis sa akin. Miski ang paglunok niya ay hindi nakatakas sa paningin ko.

"Get lost, la puttana," I stated.

Mabilis niya namang tinanguan ang mga kasama at sabay-sabay silang umalis. Napailing na lamang ako at malalim na napabuntonghininga bago tumingin sa braso ko. I feel disgusted; not because they tried to flirt with me, but because someone touched me.

I no longer had the urge to drink, so I simply went outside to light a cigarette. I was leaning against the wall and on my third puff when I noticed a noise coming from somewhere.

"Don't touch me!" it came from a woman.

Seems like she's in trouble. Hindi ko naman inabala ang sarili ko na tingnan ang pinagmumulan ng ingay kahit pa alam ko kung saan iyon nanggagaling. I just continued puffing my cigarette.

Why would I bother to interfere if it's none of my business?

"Don't you know who I am? Ipapakulong ko kayo!" the girl shouted this time.

Hindi ko napigilan na mapaismid sa gitna nang paghipak ko sa sigarilyo.

Stupida.

Kung lahat ng tao ay takot makulong, wala na sanang krimen ngayon. Walang sindikato, walang mafia, walang kurapsyon. Perpektong mundo.

I finished my cigarrete and was about to enter the hotel again, but I stopped midway when I heard her next statement.

"I am Irrah Potacah Zircon! Hindi niyo ba ako nakikilala? Ipapakulong ko kayo kay Daddy!"

Doon na ako tuluyang napalingon sa direksyon nila. She was putting up a fight against four big men. g**o-g**o ang buhok niya dahil sa pagpupumilit na kumalas sa pagkakahawak nila. She seems drunk.

I don't know why those men are trying to get her. Is it for her body? Or they just really want to kidnap her? Pero alinman sa dalawa, hindi p'wede.

She's mine. Ako lang ang dapat magparusa sa kaniya. Ako lang ang dapat manakit sa kaniya. Ako ang dapat pumatay sa kaniya.

Sinubukan niya ulit magpumiglas, pero sa pagkakataong ito wala na siyang nagawa nang suntukin siya ng isang lalaki sa sikmura. Mabilis siyang naghina at halos mawalan ng ulirat.

Napatiim-bagang ako. My feet started moving to their direction. Agad nagtagpo ang mga mata naming dalawa sa kabila nang nalalasing niyang paningin.

"Help me, please . . ." she mouthed.

Why would I?

Due to my sudden arrival, the men immediately put up their defense. Binigyan nila ako ng nagbabantang tingin. That almost caused me to smirk.

"Huwag kang makisali rito kung gusto mo pang mabu—"

I swiftly pulled the g*n from behind my back and shot the man in the head, stopping him in mid-sentence. Naalerto ang iba niyang kasamahan at astang huhugutin ang kani-kanilang b***l pero bago pa man nila magawa iyon ay pare-pareho na silang bumagsak sa sahig. Dead and bathing with their own blood.

Ahuh? Who's the one alive now?

Prente akong tumayo sa harapan ng mga bangkay at saka tumingin sa babaeng nakahiga na rin sa semento. She had lost all of her strength and couldn't even stand. I bended my knees to match with her level. Walang emosyon kong itinutok ang b***l patungo sa noo niya.

"Where's the crest?" I asked coldly.

Hindi siya agad nakasagot. Namumungay lamang ang mga mata niya habang pilit na tinitingnan ako. Her mouth slowly opened to speak.

"Thank . . . you . . ." her last words before she finally lost her consciousness.

Humigpit ang hawak ko sa aking b***l habang nakatitig sa kaniya. Tatlong taon man ang lumipas, hindi pa rin nawawala ang pagkainosente sa mukha niya. The reason why I got easily fooled by her.

I remained aiming my g*n at her for a second. Calculating some plans in my head. Gusto ko man siyang patayin agad ay hindi p'wede. Siya lamang ang nakakaalam kung nasaan ang crest na kailangan kong ibalik sa Italya. Sa huli ay wala na akong nagawa pa kundi ang ibalik ang b***l ko sa aking likod at kargahin siya.

My jaw clenched the moment I had her in my arms. I could feel something unusual which I couldn't name. It's not attraction, to hell with that.

It's something unfamiliar.

Dinala ko siya sa pabalik sa hotel, sa suite ko. Wala pa rin siyang malay kahit pa naihiga ko na siya sa kama. Marahil ay dala na rin ng kalasingan at panghihina.

Once again, I stared at her deceitful face. Walang nagbago, pero . . . bakit gano'n? Parang may hindi tama. Parang may nawawala.

I just erased all the useless thoughts coming in my head and went to my night stand. Binuksan ko ang drawer na naroon at kinuha ang isang posas. I then stepped up to her and bound her to the bed with handcuffs.

For now, you are my prisoner, Irrah.