His Entertainer

Chapter 13

             EDUARDO RODRIGUEZ POV.

"I'll never love you"

" i prefer death to waking up every Morning and find you right beside me"

" you are a MONSTER!, I hate you"

" you can have my body Eduardo, but, not my heart"

" it's Emiliano, it will always be Emiliano "

Her words kept echoing every second of my life, I was ready, I gave it all up for her. i eventually retired for her, I tried to be better for her, for us, for our little Herman.
But I killed her, I knew I'll never have her completely but all I wanted was even a quarter of her, yet- I never had her .
" Your son is here"Monica said as she opened my office door allowing herself in half way.
" I'll be down right away" I said before she nodded and closed the door, I took in a deep in hale before I stood up.

   It's been fifteen years since I last saw my son, as I remember our last conversation wasn't good.
I know what he thinks of me and ofcause I can't deny the fact that his right about it. There's nothing i can do to change it.
Like before I found him wrapped tight in his Grandmother's arms, I could barely recognise  him.
   He has grown to be a man now. Straight, tall, masculine and powerful, it was the moment i realised that I had missed a lot, I stared at him speechless like a coward, a coward as I have always been
" Eduardo " he called out my name, in his deep voice, not surprised for him to be ashamed of me as his father.
" Herman, welcome back my son" I said, swallowing right after the last words, Hermann has changed more than the way I could imagine. Back then, his anger was reflected directly through his eyes just like his mother, but now, his eyes are as cold as an ice.
   Neither a hit of excitement or pain was reflected. What has my father turned my son to be?.
   I know I wasn't a responsible father but my son deserves a lot better than what I had given him in life.
" How have you been? " I asked
" perfect " his answer was as blank as his face expression. 
" I can see that " a voice snapped us, we all turned to it's direction to see My father looking down at us from the stairs.
He wore the ring of power, The Italian mafia ring to symbolise that his in power, his in control and besides him stands The Malaysian General's Only daughter Cora Tyson.
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             HERMANN RODRIGUEZ POV.

" Nipote" I was welcomed by the voice I love the most, I turned and was immediately wrapped by those warm hands I would always run to when ever it got too cold.
" Your Nonno told me that you were coming today, so I waited here for your arrival so that I could give you a warm welcome before anything else " she said, I grinned  and pressed small kisses on her forehead lightly.

Then, I heard footsteps approaching us slowly, I broke the hold and turned immediately, but i wasn't surprised to see Sebastian's hopeless son.
   A son I feel Ashamed to title him as Father, I  despise him with everything I have and couldn't care more if he was taking his last breath infront of me.
He smiled, " Eduardo " I called it out not mistaking him with a stranger since he looks too weak and messed up, more than the way I could remember.
I wouldn't be surprised if his an alcoholic now or anything worse.
" Welcome back my son" he said trying to sound casually okay but I knew he isn't.
His nothing now, he has nothing left,I don't like him at all but I can't stop his blood from running through my veins, and that is what kills me everyday.
"How have you been?" He asked, sounding  concerned, I looked into his eyes and there was nothing that reflected back rather than a pathetic man.
"Ahead of you" I answered dryly.
" I too can see that" was a voice that gained our attention, it was spoken with high confidence and dignity
Not quite surprised to find Sebastian still the same.
Beside him stands a young proud woman, with a mushroom blonde hair, stunning figure and an auro of power around her.