Abused Diablos (Sartori #2)

Kabanata 17

Kabanata 17

Sister

"Aoife! I thought I'm not going to see you again! I missed you so much! How are you? Ano'ng nangyari? You look worried. Ayos ka lang ba?"

Sabik na sinalubong ko kaagad ng isang mahigpit na yakap ang kapatid ko sa oras ng pagpasok nito sa loob ng isang bahay na pag-aari ni Diablos dito sa London. He have a lot of properties.

What happened yesterday scarred me. I ordered my appointed assistant if she could call a home-based doctor to treat Diablos' deep wound. I was putting pressure on it whilst waiting for the doctor.

Reizou ran away, and I could not catch him because I remained Diablos' side. Nawalan s'ya ng malay dahil sa pagkawala ng dugo at dagdagan pa na wala itong tulog at kain halos pitong araw na wala ako.

We paid a private ambulance or some paramedic to transfer Diablos from the townhouse to the large house he owned here. Our money was enough for them to keep their mouth shut and exclude Diablos' in their records. We couldn't stay in a hospital.

Gael, Kleinhurt, Yuna, and the two appointed assistant was here too. They're in the guestrooms here in the ground floor.

I was starting to get worried for him. It's been a day since he's been asleep and laying on his bed. Hindi pa rin s'ya nagigising.

"Mum-ma, I wan' milk!"

"Mamma! Miwk, pwease!"

"Not here, boys. Mommy's talking to your Aunt Aoife. You'll have your milk later. Understand?"

Napabaling ko ng tingin sa direksiyon ng malalim na boses na iyon at ang mumunting ingay ng mga batang hirap bumigkas at bumuo ng isang kompletong pangungusap. One was demanding, and one was pleading.

A man as tall and manly as Diablos walked through the open entrance of the doorway. Nakakaagaw pansin ang suot nitong kulay pilak na maliit na hikaw sa kaniyang kaliwang tainga. Hindi ito nagmumukhang adik. The minimalist silver earring added to his dark masculine sex appeal.

Just like Diablos slit on his left brow. A personal trademark, I guess.

May karga itong dalawang lalaking bata sa magkabilang braso na sa tingin ko ay nasa tatlong taong gulang pa lang. Identical twins. Isang tingin pa lang ay hindi maipagkakailang Sartori itong mga batang 'to. Kuhang-kuha nila ang pagmumukha ng kanilang ama at tiyohin. The young version.

Drugo and his twins.

The three of them have the same outfit. Tee shirt na kulay itim at pinaresan iyon ng denim pants na panlalaki. Ang simple nila tignan pero ang dilim at angas na nakapalibot sa kanilang presensya ay ang hirap balewalain. Nakakaagaw atensiyon din ang parehong pagkakasalubong ng kanilang makapal na kilay. The way they watch around, and look after Anais. So overprotective. Like a lion with his cubs tailing and protecting their lioness.

How dark were these three. Samantalang ang kapatid ko ay nakasuot ng kulay krema na bodycon dress at hanggang hita ang haba.

Sa hubog ng katawan nito ay parang hindi man lang nanganak ng kambal. Her curves were in their perfect places. I could not see any fats at all except for her bum and breasts.

"God, Aoife. Hindi ako makatakas sa kanila. I swear, it's just Drugo that's hunting me. Nadagdagan ng dalawa. Tatlo na sila ngayon. Magkaugali at magkamukha pa! Wala man lang nagmana sa atin! Naghirap akong itago sila. I denied that they're his sons, but the two is like the exact photocopy of him!" bulong nito sa akin habang papalapit ang mag-ama sa amin.

"I can hear you, little vermin," said Drugo in his dangerous tone.

Anais turned her head to snap a look at her husband. "Drugo, can you please give us sisters some privacy?"