Hiding The Mafia Boss Son (COMPLETED)

Epilogue

Note: This is Nico's POV, his story, his experiences, his everything.

I want you to read everything, to read every part of it. To analyze and to understand his part.

Well, love hurts right? Love will always hurt us even we don't want to. I grow up hearing stories of fairy tales, i thought that's life. So, i expected that's how the world in fairytales, love is always sweet and fantastic but it was all a lie. In any forms of love there's always a pain. Sa ayaw at gusto natin kapag nagmahal tayo ay masasaktan tayo, yun ang totoo. Because they say, that  pain is the proof that you truly love that someone. Isn't it amazing? Or maybe painful? But please, if you are going to love someone you should know how to differentiate pain of love into red flag? Okie, I love you. I'm wishing everyone of you to find your true love, kahit ako na lang yumaman.

-----

     THE world is cruel for people like us. For people who choose power instead of normal life.

Sino ba dapat ang sisisihin ko? Ang magulang ko o ang sarili kong tadhana?

I never want power, I never want money - I want a ordinary life, a ordinary childhood.

I was only 7 years old when that happened.

"Kuya what will happen to us?" I innocently asked my older brother.

He is scarier than my Father. He never allowed us to express our emotions.

He told us that are emotion makes us weak but Father told us, it's okay to feel different emotions because after all we are just human.

"Kill those sh*t. I will f*cking kill them. You have to help me to punish those Mafias who killed our parents." he ordered.

Sobrang dilim ng kanyang mga mata, nakakatakot.

My mother is a half Filipino. He teach us to tagalog languages and I grow up to our maid who are Filipinos who never let me miss my childhood.

I never felt that my parents are one of the powerful Mafia in Europe. They make us enjoy our childhood not until they died. Everything was changed, everything was f*cked up.

"You can't do this, Mariano!" Nana hissed to Mariano.

Mariano is the highest ranked official in our Mafia Family. After our parents burred he immediately teach us how to defend ourselves.

Imagine, we are just a kid. We supposed to enjoy the playground and play, but here we are, holding guns.

"They are the future of Roccero! We can't let the other Mafia killed our young masters!" paninindigan nito.

Umiling si Nana. Marahas niyang inalis sa kamay ni keighn ang baril at binuhat ito. He is just 4 years old. "Let's beg for Rovero's help!" desperadong suhestiyon ni Nana.

"They heir killed! The Queen of Rovero is missing and their daughter-in-law together with their grand heir are missing too! Wala tayo magagawa kundi ito, they need to protect themselves and to manage the Mafia Family of Roccero."

"But they are just a kids!" naiiyak na sabi ni Nana.

Ang gulo, sobrang gulo. Everything is messed. Ang sakit. My parents just died and they want us to be greatest criminal so one will dare to touch us! Ang gulo. Pero laking gulat ko na may malakas na tunog ng baril ang pumutok.

"Young Master, Nico!" Nana shouted at me.

Ang bunso kong kapatid ay walang tigil kakaiyak. Samantala lahat ng tauhan namin ay agad na lumuhod sa akin.

"You killed Mariano," a man whispered to me.

Nang tingnan ko si Mariano ay nakahandusay ito sa sahig habang duguan. Doon ko lang napansin ang naka-angat na balikat ko at ang baril na nakatutok sa pwesto niya.