Chapter 20
Zylander Howell's POV
I devoted my life to doing everything well and making sure not to do anything wrong. All of my actions or moves that I carry on, it was always calculated— precise. Hindi ko gusto na pumapalpak ako. At kapag may gusto ako, dapat nakukuha ko talaga iyon sa abot ng aking makakaya.
Back then, alam kong nasasaktan ko si Papadad sa mga desisyon ko. Papadad doesn't want me to learn how to handle and use guns, but I want to learn. So, I did. Papadad doesn't want me to ascend Dad's responsibility as a mafia lord. But I want it. Maraming mga bagay na ayaw si Padadad at salungat ang aming mga gusto. Walang nagagawa doon si Papadad, dahil sa huli ang gusto ko ang laging nasusunod.
All I want when I was a kid is to protect Zen, Zhuri, and especially our Papadad. I want to be strong. I want to become rich. I don't want to see Papadad tired every day. I want my Papadad to be happy. I want us to have a luxurious life. Dahil ang mga bagay na iyon ang hindi namin naranasan noon.
Walang nagpo-protekta sa amin kapag inaaway kami sa school. Walang tumatanggol sa amin kapag nab-bully kami, lalo na si Zen. Nab-bully kami kasi wala kaming Daddy. Laging hinahanap ng mga kapatid ko sa akin ang isang dad namin pero hindi ko naman sila masasagot dati, dahil wala naman akong alam. Papadad always dismissed that topic kapag nagtatanong ang mga kapatid ko. Umabot na lang ako sa punto na hindi ko na lang iniisip kung sino ang isang dad namin, dati, para sa akin kapag kasama ko lang si Papadad at ang mga kapatid ko, sapat na iyon. But I was wrong. Dati rin naiinggit din kami noon sa ibang mga bata pero I always told Zen and Zhuri that we can't afford the things that our classmates had.
Back then, when the summer break came, we spent our time at home, studying, or playing with kites that our Papa Owell made. At kapag bumabalik kami sa school bukambibig ng mga kaklase namin ang kanilang mga mamahaling trip or vacation sa iba't ibang lugar. And we can not relate to it.
Kaya mula noon, pinangako ko sa sarili ko na gagawin ko ang lahat magkapera lang kami at para mabili ko ang lahat ng gusto ng mga kapatid ko.
But then life was predictable. Our dad, Tyson Maranzano, came into our life. He is very, very rich. Tyson Maranzano came into our life when I felt like I didn't wanna know him. I will not deny the fact that I hate him. I hate our dad. I blame him for what we have become. I hate him because he lets Papadad suffer alone. I hate him because he wants us gone back then. I want him to feel the taste of his own medicine. I want him to suffer as well. I want him to crawl on the ground way back to us. Because our life wasn't easy, then he came one day and wanted us in life like he didn't threaten our Papadad.
I build walls for myself, especially my heart. My heart was full of hatred. And it dawned on me that I (we) need him in our life. We need our Dad, Tyson, in our life too. Pero napuno lang ng sakit, galit, at puot ang puso ko noon. Sinisi ko si Daddy noon sa lahat ng misfortunes sa buhay namin. Binalot ng galit ang puso ko pero nakakubli naman ang katotohanan doon na masaya ako na dumating siya sa buhay namin. Hindi ko lang alam noon kung papaano ipakita kay Dad na mahal ko siya at masaya ako na dumating siyang muli sa amin.
When everything feels so right for all of us back then, sinusundan naman kami ng mga kalaban ni Dad. Dad wants to abandon his title just to be with us. But I made a decision to ascend his position. Of course, Papadad will be opposed, but I know that with that position, I can protect them. I know the burden and responsibility of a mafia lord would be hard. However, I want it.
I study, train, and work hard to prove that I deserve the title. In spite of the fact that I have my Dad as a backbone in the organization, I proved myself as Zyrho.
And when everything falls into place, I meet Maximilian, fuck! The very gorgeous man I've seen in my entire life. Goddammit!
Notwithstanding his contorted and scowling facials, I still find him really, really pretty. That one encounter in a business conference got me obsessed with him! I keep on thinking about him, his face— frowning. I keep on dreaming of him!

BINABASA MO ANG
The Mafia Lord's Heir Obsession
General FictionBxB | Mpreg | R18 Zyrho and Arth's story... WARNING: Contains strong language and mature scenes. DISCLAIMER: This is written in Taglish.