REAL IDENTITY (Mafia Series 4) (Completed✓)

SPECIAL CHAPTER

JOHN GIL'S POINT OF VIEW:

My wife is my obsession, she's the one I yearn for and my most precious possession. Yes, I may be harsh, erratic, even considered a fool by some. But when it comes to her? Suddenly, I am merely a lost, disoriented child wandering helplessly in an expansive forest.

How should I begin to express the complexity of this perspective, the tempest of emotions spinning inside me? Choosing the right phrases, crafting the perfect sentences—it's all a monumental task.

There was a time when my life was nothing more than disorder and turmoil. Power clouded my vision, cruelty became my label. I was seen as the ruthless sociopath, a man unhinged, whose only goal was her possession. Her allure has utterly captivated me. Loving her is a rollercoaster ride—unpredictable, maddening, a love that borders on insanity.

The moment she got in my car, everything went to hell. I felt a weird mix of excitement and dread, and I knew I was in trouble.

I know I made a terrible mistake, and I hurt her deeply. I don't deserve her, but I've changed. I changed for my child. Now, I'm completely content, surrounded by the love of my wife and children. They've made me a better man, and everything I ever wanted is finally within my grasp. I'm truly blessed to have them in my life.

The moment my wife chose me, I felt a surge of luck and gratitude. Despite my flaws, my chaotic nature, she saw something in me. It was hard to believe she could see me, choose me, love me. But somehow, she became the woman I'd always admired, the woman I'd always desired, the woman I'd always dreamed of.

Tears streamed down my face countless times, as I experienced pain and heartache. There were moments when I was so overwhelmed by inner demons that I contemplated ending my own life. I became lost in my own self-created madness, unable to escape the turmoil I had brought upon myself.

Hindi ko aakalaing magkakagusto ako sa kanya, hindi ko aakalaing mababaliw ako, hindi ko aakalaing dadating sa puntong iiyakan ko siya para 'wag lang akong iwan. Marami akong pagdurusa na alam ko namang karapat dapat sa'kin, maraming nangyari pero napakaswerte ko pa rin.

When my wife opened the door to love, I confronted the mess within me. With her, I discovered a happiness that consumed me entirely, and I knew there was no turning back. And honestly, why would I want to? Having her by my side, for the rest of my life, was always one of my deepest desires. There was no chance in hell that I would let her slip away—she was mine, completely and unconditionally. Yes, I admit it, I am possessive, and some might even call me greedy, but I embrace that part of myself proudly, for it is a testament to the intensity of the love I have for her.

Amora Mauvianna, Ariella Dianna, kahit alin man sa dalawang 'yan, akin lang. Amora is mine, end of discussion.

I was hunched over my keyboard, fingers flying, when my youngest, John Kyler, plopped down on the bed.

“Papa,” -he said, “Can I ask you something?”

I stopped typing and closed my laptop, curious about what he wanted to ask.

“What is it? Do you have any problem?”

“Nah. I was just wondering why Kuya Axel keeps coming home in the morning and then waking up at night.” -he looked at me. “Training pa ba talaga yung inaasikaso niya?”

“Kyler,” -I sighed. “Mafia is not an easy job. Kung bakit umaga ng umuuwi ang Kuya mo 'yon ay dahil kailangan nilang magsanay ng maayos. They have to train hard, work tough, so they can handle the organization properly. Your Kuya is a great fighter, he can protect himself, don't worry.”

“I saw a lot of bruises and cuts on his back last night, Papa. It's really swollen. Don't you think that organization is too dangerous for him?”

Agad na nagtagis ang bagang ko ng marinig ang sinabi niya. Damn it. Alam kong masyado ng mahigpit ang organisasyon lalo na't nasa ikalawang henerasyon na namin ipinasa ang mga 'to, masakit tignan at isipin na nararanasan na 'yon ng anak ko pero wala akong magawa, kailangan naming sumunod sa patakaran kung hindi kamatayan ang maghihintay sa'kin.