Abused Diablos (Sartori #2)

Kabanata 6

Kabanata 6

Discipline

"I heard that you're talking to my consigliere on your way here and you were blackmailing him."

That stunned me.

Kasalukuyan akong nakaupo sa sofa kung saan s'ya nakaupo kanina. Pinalabas n'ya ang kaniyang underboss at consigliere, pati na rin si Yuna.

Umiiyak pa ako kanina nang marahan n'ya akong pinaupo rito sa kinauupuan n'ya. Pumwesto s'ya sa harap ko. Matangkad at matuwid na nakatayo sa harap ko. Pinagmamasdan ako hanggang sa tumahan na ako sa pag-iyak.

Hinintay n'ya pa talagang kumalma ako bago sinabi iyong mga katagang iyon.

Kumapa ako ng maaaring maging pasulot na sasabihin sa kaniya pero wala akong ibang maisip. Hindi ako makakapagsinungaling matapos kong magsumbong sa kaniya sa mga kuwento'ng pawang gawa-gawa ko lamang.

My throat tightened as I admit it. "Y-Yes, I was just asking where he'll going to take us because he's not telling me-"

"Did I fail to tell you that you're not allowed to talk to any man. . ." his aggressive voice was thunderous in a low tone. "Except for me?"

Sinabi n'ya na noon pa nang nasa Las Vegas kami ang tungkol diyan. Pinagbabawal n'yang makipag-usap ako sa kahit sino ma'ng lalaki. That's why he provided a personal maid for me, which is Yuna. Nang sa gano'n ay may makakausap ako pero babae.

"N-No, you did not fail to tell me," hindi ko alam kung pati ang pagkakautal ko ay pagkukunwari pa ba.

"Then why did you talk to him?" he crouched down in a slow movement like a predator to have our eyes on level. "And you know how to talk the language, but I never heard you. You heard us, you understand what we're saying."

Pinanlamigan ako kaagad sa kaniyang sinabi.

How did he know? Na nakakapagsalita ako ng Wikang Filipino? Did his consigliere told him about it? That asshole. I'll teach him a lesson if it proves that he's betraying me.

"Why would I tell you? You did not ask!" my words turned out to be defensive.

"And you're raising your voice at me," his expression roughened.

He looked dangerous. His dark brows furrowed as he plastered an arrogant scowl on his gorgeous face that has a strong and clear bone structure. Nevertheless, he appeared attractive with the one slit on his left brow.

Now, I never thought that the definition of chiselled face would put head-on in front of me. Diablos Sartori.

I feel lost in his Roman beauty with roughness and aggression in it. The way his darkening eyes were obsessing on me. I forgot that we were having a discussion.

"D-Diablos. . ." I could not recognize my own voice anymore.

Hindi ko na malaman kung pagkukunwari pa ba ang pagmamakaawa ko o totoong nagsusumamo na ako. Nakikiusap na sana ay tigilan na ako nito.

Sa mga segundo na iyon. Na nakatitig ako sa kaniya ay nakalimutan ko ang tungkol sa misyon ko. Ang tungkol kay Anais at sa kambal kong pamangkin. Lahat na may kinalaman sa Private Armed Forces, La Cosa Nostra, Sartorian Mafia, at godfather. I forgot about it.

Tumingala ako nang tumayo ulit si Diablos kaya naputol ang pagkaka-lebel ng mga mata namin. Nakababa ang tingin nito sa akin. He was so intimidating.

"Face the wall," he ordered dominantly.

"Ayaw ko," I defied. Finally speaking the language for him to hear.

He angrily pointed the nearest cream coloured wall. "Face the fucking wall at once. I don't tolerate disobedience."