Chapitre 9: Chapter 8
Six weeks of bleakness and destruction in the core of my condo just passed by; my place became a ruddy shooting range, a skookum house and a dungeon in view of the fact that she is the suspect, the sniper and the shotgun herself.
We bicker without surcease and would heave the whole kit and caboodle our hands would reach once one cracked its patience. Nakalimang microwave at tatlong coffee maker na kami sa araw-araw na bangayan. And the reason World War III has begun is her not washing the dishes, invading my privacy and dirty laundry scattering everywhere -she had her sedentary lifestyle for a week.
Obsessive compulsions intrude my brain all the time and I couldn't stand a single wrapper lying on my floor. I want everything to be spick and span and she's totally the opposite. Tangina, idagdag pa kada uuwi, tinututukan akong baril and she would question me the entire night kung sinong babae kinalantari ko sa araw na 'yon.
Withal, we moved to a different house a few days ago. We had to evacuate the abode in La Cossa, kung saan kami kinasal. There had been firings nearby at hindi ko alam kung bakit habulin kami ng bala.
Basically, she owns the mansion; therefore, she has all the rights to boss me around. She already set boundaries and rules like I can't use the loo, the pool, the kitchen, television and all the appliances unless otherwise stated or if I pay her a thousand bucks per hour of consumption.
We were in the kitchen and eating a decent dinner for the very first time in history. It was quite nice of her to prepare some delicious dinner for me. I scanned the list of rules whilst she's reading her emails, busy with the stocks and expenses of their company the past few months.
"The common areas, the master bedroom even the pool are all yours?" My jaws flex.
Where would she place me, outside? My first night would look enticing as hell. I bet my slumber at the hospital quarters would be very much peaceful than the ones I'll have from here.
She smiled sheepishly. I am astonished. She's cute whenever she smiles.
"I paid for everything but I'll lend you my couch." I creased my forehead, nilapag ang papel sa table at tumitig sa kan'ya.
"Any complaints? Isangguni kay Tulfo!"
"No mi casa es su casa?" Umiling siya.
"No mi casa es su casa."
"What about conjugal property?" Why am I even trying to win this when I can just buy my own stately home or take a flight and go somewhere?
"You only own me, not my properties." She raised her brow then winks at me after. I didn't flush nor say anything. Umirap siya at naging blanko ang emosyon.
"The attic is already reserved. The ones with pink markings are yours." Umiling ako.
Couch lang ang may pink na marka. Tumayo ako at nilapag sa sink ang pinagkainan.
"You won't argue, pursue your rights and whatnot?" May sumilay na ngisi sa labi ko. Lumapit ako sa kan'ya at pinulupot ang kamay sa bewang.
"Let's argue in bed, discuss and knead every part of your body," She gasps, eye widened in shock but regained herself after. "Nothing was stated that I can't fuck you."
"He's flirting. Should I undress now?" She bit her lip, traced her finger on my chest and looked seductively on me. My jaws tightened, feeling my shaft reach its hardest state. Binuhat ko siya at inupo sa countertop. I kissed her soft lips and squeezed her hips.
"Ah." Damn it.
I'm being water again, my sanity dissolving in every drop and drowning me. I broke the kiss, removed her shirt, unhook her bra and kissed her mounds. She drapes her hand on my shoulders, fingers on my hair.
My hand found its way inside her sweatpants down to her core rubbing her clit and inserting two of my digits inside. I look deep into her eyes, hypnotizing each other in delicate feeling. She arches her back, her flower getting slick-y and her breathing becoming rigid.
I captured her lips to feel her moans casting in her mouth. I won't lie, her lips were the best I've ever tasted. The force she has and the gravity around her are pulling me into her realm, always luring me and wanting me to touch her and feel her softness.
I felt her walls contracting, she already reached her ends. I lick my fingers savoring her sweet juice and casting flares on her eyes. Binaba ko siya sa counter top, spin her around, removed her pants and undergarment.
I unbuckled my belt, unzipped my trousers and rubbed the head of my shaft on her clit.
"Stop teasing baby, please." Prolonging her agony, I smirk and continued teasing her. She is groaning.
The desire running through her is killing her. I inserted my shaft while slathering kisses on her flawless bare skin. Placing my hands on the curve of her hips, I started thrusting at a slow pace.
She's tight, very tight. She squeaked in pain and gasping for air. I stopped.
"You're a virgin?" I just saw her with Caleb, after their bathroom sex at La Cossa. We even did it once but heck, she's effin' tight.
"I'm not. Go, slam me." There was a slice that cut my ego.
I wasn't her first sure, but hell, Eliot? Just ram her. Conversations during intercourse are not applicable. I am about to fuck her deep, hard and reach her ends when the doorbell rang and the audio voice erupted, three kids wailing.
"Mom! Arkin ate my blueberry cheesecake! That is my daily dose of happiness!" Does she have kids?
"Quit bellyaching, Luna! Let us in, please. I'm zonked." She pushed me away and kissed me on my lips before dressing.
"Off you go. We'll proceed later." Not even a chance for a slapdash sex.
I sighed. I fixed my pants, niluwagan ang tie pati ang dalawang unang butones ng longsleeves at dumiretso sa banyo upang ibsan ang pagod at init.
After taking a bath and paying for the bathroom use, I went to the living area and saw two kids on the veranda having snacks. Binitawan ko ang remote at dumiretso sa labas. It was one of the twins I saw at The Avenue and another carbon copy of him in the physique of a woman. They aren't just twins, they are triplets?
Tuminging si Luna sa akin.
"Dad?" May taka at gulat sa mga mata. "It's dad, how..." Kumunot ang noo ko.
She stood from the couch, placed her sandwich on the plate, stared at me and back to his brother who doesn't bother giving a damn and went near me.
"He's your father," Celestine's voice came from nowhere. She's emotionless making it hard for me to read her. She walks the distance from the gate and the patio.
"Arkin, please help your brother with the groceries and Luna, I brought you your blueberry cheesecake. Go check it." Pumasok ang dalawa sa loob ng bahay.
I averted my gaze back to her. No resemblance from my genes. I doubt it if they are mine and how the fuck was that possible?
"Go, enlighten me. I'm quite confused." Lumapit siya, humalik sa akin at kinagat ang pangibabang labi.
"We fucked ten years ago. Met in a club. You know, it's always easy to lure men. I seduced and stoned you in order for you to impregnate me."
"What?" My eyes were bulging in shock. I can feel my flesh shaking.
I do safe sex. Ok, sometimes not but heck, how the hell did we came across each other's path a decade ago? Tumawa siya at humiwalay sa akin. She patted my shoulders and burst in waves of laughter.
"Kidding. They are my sister's. She must have mistaken you. The lassie misses her father." Pumasok siyang bahay at dumiretso sa kusina. I tailed her.
"Totally sketchy," This is making no sense at all.
"I'm your wife you dumb which makes you the foster father."
"I didn't sign any legal documents and for god's sake I don't want kids."
"Zerref, can you hand me the documents, please?" Sumulyap sa living room si Celestine.
Tahimik ang bahay. Something bothered her and she immediately drops the spoon and sauntered her way to the living area. The silence is uncomfortable and giving both of us the eerie vibes. She pointed the breakfast nook.
"There's a gun underneath the table. East. North." I went for the gun, two rifles are attached to the table. I got both and handed her the other.
The kids weren't in the living room. Celestine searched the laundry area, the study and the bathroom. I went to the foyer. Sumilip ako sa side door window and on the driveway, the triplets, my parents and even Mr. And Mrs. Brocoña was threatened by a gun aimed at their temple.
"Outside," I whispered.
Mabilis binuksan ni Celestine ang pinto. We got outside. Umalingasaw ang putok ng baril sa kalagitnaan ng katahimikan. I felt somebody coiling its hand around my neck. Si Paxton.
May humawak din kay Celestine. There were fifteen men in black suits, a martinet aristocrat inside one of the two vans and smoking his tobacco. He got off the van and walked the path down to the porch.
"What the fuck is going on?" Umiling si Paxton.
"I don't have a hint but he's up to something."
"Suprise, surprise." Malamig ang baritong boses nito, hinaplos ang mukha at hinalikan sa noo ang anak. She spits on her father. Sinampal siya at sinakal ni Don Manuel.
"Ill-mannered filius nullius. I told you once not to hold grudges. It will destroy you."
"It's a protection away from deceivers like you."
"Not unless your laborer is the wall itself. Once fallen, tat-tat. But I see, you were well-trained by the greatest Martial Artist and the heroic Lieutenant-General David Howell Brocoña. Should I kill him first to pay my respect in raising my child?"
"Try me, you and your bloody troop will vanish." Hindi nasindak ang matanda.
He fished for a gun and plod his way back to the driveway. Dinala rin kami doon sa harap nina dad.
Celestine is fuming. Mahigpit ang pagkakahawak sa kan'ya ng tauhan ni Don Manuel. But she's skilled, she's a black belter in Taekwondo and an expert in Krav Maga. She held him on his wrist, twist it until he let go of her. And just like that, bumalikwas ang lalaki, duguan na't walang malay. That fast, he killed him in just a snap.
Pinunasan niya ang pawis, lumapit sa mga bata at isa-isang pinatumba ang mga lalaki. Papuputukan na siyang baril nang pinigilan ng ama ang kan'yang mga alagad. Pagkatapos ay pinapasok ni Celestine ang mga bata.
Lumapit si Don Manuel sa kan'ya, sinakal, itinapat ang mga labi sa tainga at bumulong.
"Don't be a doofus in doing silly caprice. You know I could turn you down." Binitawan niya si Celestine at itinuon ang atensyon kina dad.
Nang makatapat sa nanay ko, he caresses her face, tweaks her hair and whispered prayers to her. Mom became peaky so as my father.
"Hang loose, pay no heed to the war. We are each other's lineage, therefore, we don't destroy one and all instead we edify and help one another." Oscillating, he chortles but his expression became dark after. Lumapit si Don Manuel sa 'kin, he observed me with his darting eyes.
"Very clever of you to marry this bloke. You vividly saw the rigorous damage it'd cause me. Impressive. But does your husband knows about it, your dirty little secret?" Tumingin ako kay Celestine. She was impassive ngunit kuyom ang mga kamao.
"Brave Jerry, playing while the cat is around." He slowly applauds his hands and huff and puffs his tobacco.
"But let's get deeper. Marco Pollion trade, Osaka Japan, 1982. Does that ring a bell, Anton Javier? Ichika Tanaka, the daughter of Marco Tanaka. You raped, murdered and threw her in the bogs."
I've read articles about the Tanaka Massacre. It is stupid to use an alibi that she fell from her hotel room but found no broken bones and clots rather ten stabs in the chest and five on the pelvis.
"What's your deduction, your theory, Anton?" Hindi sumagot si dad, nangangalumata at nanginginig.
"I presume, the suspect was running from something he did, something against the law." Susugud na si dad kay Don Manuel nang pigilan siya ni mom.
"Don't risk yourself." Ngunit hindi siya nakinig.
"Stop fibbing, she knew you stole the 13 billion Chinese ceramic her father inherited, sell it to the underground economy and sent her father to jail for murdering his wife in which you planned to find a way out of your own crime."
A line appeared between Don Manuel's brows. He traced his mustache, huff his cigarette and threw it on the lawn.
"And a down-and-out man, Anton Javier, ruined my fantasy after my hard work in sending Marco out of the picture. 26 billion wasted because of your damn god-like principles. I'm here to get your payment for the debts."
This was what they said, the one Celestine told me that my dad betrayed him and here now, he will take his part.
"Fuecko Melendez will arrive tomorrow." Nanigas ako. I felt my world crashing. Paxton fainted, body barely reaching the ground.
"Eliot, take him down and get the stolen crown of Harriet Luisia Lemoire, the former queen of Russ Republic. There will be a ball at San Antonio at seven."
"Are you fucking insane?" Ngatog ang bibig at boses ni Paxton.
Both our flesh was shaking. He was our professor in Duce Melbern, the one who didn't just taught us the art of killing by just killing itself but by purpose; igniting the brute, waking the ogre and ruffian that we are to save the youth from hell.
He was more than just a professor, he was our father in those years.
"It's a pleasure if you'd join him, Paxton. Consequences will knock on your door if you wouldn't do it. I will not only get your wealth, but I will rub you out of this world." Sumakay ng van si Don Manuel. Sumunod ang pitong natitira sa mga tauhan niya at nilisan ang mansion.
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