VODKA [GXG, INTERSEX] (BOOK 1)

Special Chapter

SPG: VIOLENCE ⚠️⚠️⚠️

VODKA

"You're a piece of shit!" I laughed as she tried to run away from me, but kept falling since she was bleeding. Her legs were slick with blood, making it impossible for her to gain any traction.

"You're a demon!" She yelled at me, her voice trembling. I could smell her fear, a sharp, sweet scent that mingled with the metallic tang of blood.

"Relax, Linux," I said, my voice soft and soothing. Ooh, that rhymes.

"You had the guts to escape prison, now you can't escape me." I laughed again, savoring her misery as she shrank back against the cold, hard wall.

"You killed my love and her father," I continued, my voice dripping with venom. "What a shame that the person they had helped just fucking betrayed them! Well, I know that feeling of betrayal, it really does something to you."

Her eyes blazed with anger, but I could see the fear lurking just beneath the surface. "Fuck you, Antonov!" she spat, her voice hoarse and defiant.

I stepped closer, leaning in so that our faces were inches apart. "You think you can curse me and walk away unscathed? You think you can just erase what you've done without facing the consequences?" I could feel the heat radiating off her, the rage and desperation.

"My lover's blood is on your hands, Linux. You turned your back on them, and now it's time for you to pay." I relished the way her expression shifted, the realization sinking in her that there was no escape from the wrath of The Antonov.

"You don't get to decide my fate," she said, though her voice trembled slightly.

"Oh, but I do," I replied, a grin spreading across my face. "You see, revenge is a dish best served cold, and I've been waiting a long time for this moment. You took my love from me, and now I’m here to take everything from you."

Her bravado faltered as I pulled back, letting the weight of my words hang in the air. "You thought you could outrun your past, but here we are. And trust me, I’m just getting started."

I straightened up, crossing my arms as I regarded her with a mix of pity and disdain. "You’ll wish you’d never crossed me. I’ll make sure of it. The Antonov always collect their debts."

The room fell silent, and I could see her resolve wavering. In that moment, I knew I had her right where I wanted her. She's trapped in a web of her own making, with no way out.

"Let the games begin," I said, a smile curling on my lips as I turned to leave, relishing the thought of the chaos to come.

I grabbed her and wrapped my fingers around her neck, I grinned at her. "Do you really think that I'll let you get away from what you did to my love? Now tell me the fucking reason why did you kill them? Give me a direct and straight answer."

"Ahh..." She groaned in pain when I stepped on the wound on her leg, I used her silencer gun to shoot her. Just a taste of her own medicine, nothing serious.

"Now... SPEAK!" I yelled as I continued to inflict pain on her.

She laughed, a harsh, humorless sound. "There's no more other reasons, sinagot ko naman na ng simpleng sagot noong gabing yun. Bingi ka ba at hindi mo narinig ang sinabi ko? I HATE UPPER CLASS PEOPLE, that's it."

Her words, laced with bitterness and a hint of defiance, made a strange kind of sense to me. It was a twisted logic, a justification for her actions that was as absurd as it was hysterical.

"Your reason alone is fucking idiocy and hypocrisy," I spat back, my voice filled with disdain. "Who the fuck thinks like that? You're the murderer that deserves to be skinned alive, what are you even trying to justify? Your stupidity? That's where we're different as murderers, I'm a broken villain while you were pure evil."

"Putangina mo, Antonov!" She screamed, her anger reaching a fever pitch.

I just smirked, unfazed by her outburst. "I learned my lesson, I will clean my mess properly after I'm done. Everyone will think that you're in prison, but I will be the one to send you to hell where your prison should be." I taunted her, a cold satisfaction washing over me.

There was a difference between us. She was driven by blind hatred, a distorted sense of justice that had led her to commit unspeakable acts. In short, tarantado, ay sorry hehe. Me, on the other hand, was driven by pain, by a trauma that had led me down a dark path.

I would make sure that her death was slow, agonizing, and meticulously planned. I would make sure that she knew exactly what she had done, exactly how much she had hurt me, before I finally put an end to her.

Finally, I would have gotten my revenge.

And when it was all over, when she was gone, I would be left with nothing but the emptiness that had become my reality. A reality that I had created for myself, a reality that had become my prison. I've become accustomed to my demons, I now know how to put them in their place while being sane. I knew, with absolute certainty, that I would fight until my last breath. Because I had to. Because my life, my freedom, and my sanity depended on it.

The Antonov, I realized, wasn't just a name, it was a curse. A curse that had poisoned me, twisted my soul, and made me into something monstrous.

And that, in the end, was all that mattered.

***

Within those years, I've learned to love Aurora. I showed her my love that was supposed to be for her twin during her mission to pretend as her. I gotta admit that her personality, that I thought was changed or added, was the one that I loved more than the old one. Aurora made me feel things that I haven't felt before when I was with Twilight.

It was a strange twist of fate, wasn't it?

I had fallen for the twin who was playing a role, and in doing so, I had discovered a love that was deeper, more real, than I ever thought possible.

Aurora's kindness, her compassion, her strength, it all resonated with me on a level that Twilight never had.

In the long run... she saw me for who I was, beneath the facade, beneath the darkness. She saw the hurt, the pain, the vulnerability that I had hidden for so long. And she loved me anyway.

It was a love that I had thought I didn't deserve, a love that I had thought I would never find. But Aurora had shown me that love could bloom in the most unexpected places, that it could heal even the deepest wounds.

Twilight would always be in my heart, though. She was the one who had first captured my attention, the one who had first made me feel alive.

Aurora, on the other hand, had shown me that love could be patient, kind, and forgiving. She had shown me that love could be a source of strength and a reason to keep going.

And for that, I would be forever grateful.

I love Aurora and our three children, I would do anything to protect them and to keep them safe.

Even if it meant facing the consequences of my actions, even if it meant sacrificing everything I had ever known.

Because Aurora was worth it. She was my everything.