BROKEN MAFIA SERIES #2: The Mute Mafia [BL I R-18]

Prologue

Prologue

Third person's POV

It was midnight when the three cars arrived in a building where they were held for negotiation. The eight men get out of their cars. Bitbit nila ang kanilang suit cases saka sabay sila pumasok sa loob ng building. Bungad agad ang mga tagabantay sa entrance na agad naman nila pinapasok ang mga bisita.

Maririnig ang maiingay na tutugin at mga tao na nagsasayaw. May mga nag-iinom at karamihan rito ay mga miyembro ng mga mafia group. They didn't waste their time and headed to the VIP room. There is a middle-aged man who enjoys his drinks and a woman he clings to.

"Mr. Fuentabella."

Mr. Fuentabella looked at them. He whispered something to the woman, and a woman exited in hurry and so the butlers. Only his men were left.

"So, as for our negotiation?"

The men placed their cases on a wide table and opened it. Mr. Fuentabella widen his eyes when he saw full of gold bars.

"Amazing."

"So, are you willing to give us support?"

Mr. Fuentabella smiled. "Of course. I'm the man who keeps our promises."

After their meeting, Mr. Fuentabelle was still fascinated to the gold bars. He even smelled on it as if it were pleasant to smell. A ringing sound on his phone makes him stop for a while. He saw that it was an unknown number but he immediately pressed the on call button.

"Who is this?" he said in flat tone.

"Mr. Fuentabella, it's been long time since we talked." said the man in the call.

Kumunot ang noo ni Mr. Fuentabella sa kausap niya. Halatang di niya kilala ang tumawag. Tumango siya sa mga tauhan na bilang sinyales na magbantay.

"Who are you really?" kalmadong tanong niya.

But the caller chuckled. "Oh, I'm your old friend."

Bumuntong hininga si Mr. Fuentabella. "Listen, you bastard. Stop this game of yours or I'll hunt you until I'll kill you." banta niya.

"Oh well, I guess you should beware around in your place."

Bago pa magsalita pa si Mr. Fuentabella ay may naramdaman niya na may nakatutok na baril sa likod ng uluhan niya. Nanigas ang katawan niya sa pagkabigla. Hawak niya pa rin ang cellphone niya.

"H-How?"

"One wrong move and you're dead." the caller said.

Napatingin siya sa pintuan kung saan may mga kalalakihan na pumasok sa loob ng meeting room. Isang elegante na naka-black suit ang may edad na lalaki. Kasama niya ang ilan sa mga tauhan. Pansin niya may isang lalaki na nakamaskara pero halata sa parte na mukha niya na parang nasunog.

Nanlaki ang mga mata ni Mr. Fuentabella sa isang tao na nasa harapan niya ngayon. Nahulog na tuluyan ang cellphone niya dahil sa takot na naramdaman niya. Kita niya na umupo sa sofa ang lalaki at ngumisi ito sa kanya.

"Y-You're dead... I mean the rumors were right. But h-how-"

"Here's your wine, Sir." pormal na sabi ng isang tagabantay ng lalaki.

Uminom muna ng wine ang lalaki bago siya sumagot. "That's not a good joke, my old friend. As you can I'm alive but powerful than before."

"What do you want, Connor?" diretsong tanong ni Mr. Fuentabella habang matalim ang tingin niya.

"The gold bars." agad sinagot nito na kinagulat ni Mr. Fuentabella.

"N-No. You can't do that."

"Ah. I remembered something. That you and your connections are alllied to Vendetta Organiation." saad ni Connor at napatingin siya sa mga gold bars. "So... I'm taking your debt on what you done to me."

"I have no choice. They will kill me if I didn't join thm." natatarantang saad nito.

Napatawa naman si Connor. "Sorry, But I don't want to listen from a traitor like you."

Ilang saglit ay binaril na si Mr. Fuentabella sa ulo at bumagsak ang katawan sa sahig. Bumuntong hininga na lang si Connor at inutusan niya na bitbitin ang mga gold bars saka nauna na lumabas sa meeting. Naiwan naman ang dalawang lalaki na parehong nakamaskara.

"What's wrong, Luther?"

Nakatulala si Luther sa malamig na katawan ni Mr. Fuentabella na siya ang nakapatay nito.

"It's just... He was an old friends to our father." saad niya na gamit ng sign language. "Such dissappointing to see that he was one of the traitors, Lucian."

Lucian sighed. "Don't mind it. They were deserve to die after they did to us. Let's go now." pagyaya na lang ni Lucian na umalis na siya sa meeting room.

Lumingon pa ni Luther ang bangkay bago tuluyang umalis na silang lahat