A Mafia's Secret Wife

Chapter 6

IVAN

My attention shifted to the creaking sound of the door. I leaned on the headboard of my bed, waiting for my twin brother to enter my room.

"Bal," Lawrence called out my name, popping his head in the small space that the door made. He was staring at me with pleading eyes.

I tried to use my head, thinking about what he needs at me. Both of my brows went up when I recalled something. "Kailangan mo, bal?" I asked, but he only stared at me. My brows knitted in confusion. "Nakajuntis ka ng modelavey or walang butas kang mapasukan ngayon?" I asked again, giving him a choice. He blinked in his eyes many times. "Madami akong kilala, cheap lang. Expert level, sure ball, titirik mata niyong dalawa."

I stopped rabbling when he raised his hands and its palms towards me. He was giving me a stop-sign or stop-stop.

He groaned. "What the hell, sis?" He hissed, sending deadly stares at me as if he'll fry me with his anger.

I was puzzled by his question. I thought my brother was smarter than me. It cracked my brain because of shock. I don't understand why he was asking me what is hell.

I covered my mouth. I had to hide my pity towards my brother. It was because of my lacking as a sister that I didn't think of him well.

How could I live so free when my brother was clueless about the world.

"Bal, suminghot ka na naman ba ng katol?" I asked in worry. "Magiging kasing laki ng monggo ang utak mo pagpinapatuloy mo ang pagsinghot ng katol," I warned him. Since I couldn't neglect him, for I just realized that he was clueless like a baby.

"I'm fucking serious," he roared.

I bobbed my head. "Nice new name, Fucking Serious. I am your twin sister, Fucking Silly," I introduced myself with a smile and offered m hand for a handshake.

He brushed his palms on his face and sighed. "Why did you messed up with Ash?" He asked.

I tilted my head, thingking what ash he was referring to. "Wala naman tayong abo sa bahay, ah."

Ash?

I crossed my arms and grunted. "Nako, bal. Pota yun, pina-iyak ba naman ako," I told him.

I remembered how I suffered when those ashes caught in my eyes.

Lawrence gasped. "Si Ash Maniego, pina-iyak ka lang?" He shouted and stomped his feet.

My eyes flew up to him. "Scientific name ba yun ng abo?" I queried.

I squinted my eyes and tried to gather my knowledge. When I heard the name, Ash Maniego, bakit parang pangalan ng tao?

"Ay tangaherns ang bata," he muttered to himself wherein I could clearly hear him.

Ay, bonggalerns si Kamballaberns. Talking to myself for a moment ang peg?

He typed something on his phone. I stood up from my bed and went close to him. After he typed, he jabbed his phone one my head.

What the fuck, bullying 'to ah.

"Aray ko ha, sana multuhin ka ng mga kalolohan natin dahil mapanakit kang tao," I complained, rubbing my hurting head.

Gosh, it stings.

My attention got glue on his phone screen. "Wow, sino yan?" I asked. I was mesmerized by the man in the picture. He was good-looking and well-groomed.

Kamuntikan na akong maglaway ah.

Lawrence's forefinger pointed the typed name on the picture above. 'Kristoffer Ash Maniego," I read. I blinked my eyes, trying to process my thoughts. "Drawing yan gamit ang abo?"

In fairness, ang galing at ang astig, parang litrato talaga.

He slapped his forehead that made my attention drawback to him. Problema nito?

"Can't you recognize him?" he hissed.

My eyes widened in shock. "Umutang ka ba sa kaniya?"

Lawrence rolled his eyes. My gaze went back to the picture.

White Skin toned, perfect jaw-line, green eyes, dirty blonde hair, cold-eyes, cute lips, slightly-thick eyebrows, and eyelashes. Pak na pak, siksik sa kagwapuhan.

My brain was like scanning to loading, lagging, hang, and loading. "Alien?" I queried.

Lawrence groaned. "He's a multi-millionaire businessman," he said and slumped his body on my bed. "Nineteen years old and a licensed pilot," he continued.

"Naging abo siya?" I asked.

Lawrence drew out a heavy sigh. He chuckled softly. "He is a Mafia, eyeing you."

My head turned back at him. "What?" I exclaimed. "Hindi ko nga nga siya kilala."

He scratched his eyebrow. "His name is Kristoffer Ash Maniego. You're in deep trouble and you're putting our family agency in line."

Now, I get it.

"How did you know that his aims are on me?" I asked, hoping that he was mistaken. "Isa pa, I'm just a great reserve agent. I was never active in our agency."

Lawrence remained in silence. I glanced back at the picture once more. "He won't kill me, right?" Since Lawrence said was eyeing then he's just interested in me.

Well, I know that I'm gorgeous from the tip of my toe toh the scalp.

Lawrence breathed out. "You better stay low for now," he advised. "Or you'll be his maid."

I snorted.

Duh, as if I'll be scared. Just for a maid?

He was so damn gorgeous to be that scary. He looked like more of a good-boy model. My brain couldn't understand why would he be interested in me to be his maid?

Does he have a fetish for the maid? Sure boy, I can be your beautiful maid to fulfill your dreams.

Lawrence threw a pillow on me. "Stop thinking unnecessary things, just follow my words," he growled.

I laughed like a villain. My feet hurried to a mirror. I faced the mirror and made a fierce look. "I'll look good in maid suit," I praised myself in a whisper.

"How far he'll go just to make me his maid," I mumbled.

Handsome, impress me and I'll be your maid.

It startled me when Lawrence was already beside me. He strangles my neck with his hands. "I said, stay low!"

Sabi ko nga.

To be continued...