NIGHT [GXG] (BOOK 2)

Chapter 9

VODKA

THEY WILL FUCKING PAY!

Kung sino man ang tarantadong dumukot sa anak ko, sisigiraduhin kong magbabayad silang lahat.

Aurora had been crying since our daughter was missing. Sina Vaughn and Vlad, they're out there looking for their sister on their own. I gotta admit that Nyx is the most fragile among my daughters. Now, she slipped off my fingers.

Tumutulong din sina Luna, Jacinto, Apollo and others with their connections. Masyadong magaling ang mob na dumukot sa anak ko. They're cunning, ruthless, and they know how to disappear.

I will declare war on the Mafia family who dared to abduct my daughter. Hindi ko hahayaang mangyari sa anak ko ang nangyari sa akin noon, magpapatayan talaga kami. I will tear them apart, piece by piece.

I held Aurora's body as she sat on my lap, her tears staining my shirt. She's more emotional now that she's pregnant, for more than a month already and we just discovered it last week. I just hope that this baby will survive this time, since Aurora had miscarriages twice before. The thought of losing another child, especially after everything we've been through... it's a pain I can't bear to imagine.

"Please, Dmitri, do everything to find our daughter." Her voice was a fragile whisper, filled with fear and desperation.

"I will, my love, I will do everything it takes para mabawi ang anak natin." I said, my jaws clenched, my voice a low growl.

I will find her.

I will bring her home safe.

And then, I will make them pay.

They will learn that they have messed with the wrong family. They will learn that they have made a terrible mistake.

My love for my daughter is a fire that burns hotter than any revenge. I will not rest until she is safe, until those fuckers are all dead.

I'm the new head of The Antonov, my Underboss is my first daughter, Vaughn, and my Capo is Jackson Gustav. He's our trusted business partner and the father of Sasha, the little girl that I rescued from poverty years ago. I'm glad that Jackson and his wife did a good job raising Sasha, she's now the CEO of their Business Process Outsourcing company.

Guess what, I have chika muna...

Mag-ex na sila Sasha at Vaughn ngayon, and the reason is that... well, it's my daughter's fault. Ito naman kasing si Vaughn, may nabuntis na ibang babae while she's still in a relationship with Sasha. I did punish Vaughn for that, though. Tinuring ko na ring parang totoo kong anak si Sasha, tapos sarili kong anak lang din pala ang mananakit sa kanya. Well, that's fucked up, I know.

Yung babaeng nabuntis niya naman, her name is Mackenzie Petrov, a Russian girl. To Vaughn's defense, she said that she was drunk and nagising na lang daw na may katabing babae, noong nagbakasyon siya sa Novosibirsk, a few weeks ago.

Bahala na si Vaughn, basta I did my part as her mother. I can't tolerate that one of my daughters will be a cheater, sana nga walang womanizer sa mga anak ko.

Now, back to the problem...

Hays, putangina!

"Boss!" I turned to my Capo. He offered a lighter, his hand steady, a silent gesture of respect.

Nandito ako ngayon sa balcony ng headquarters, this headquarters was just located at the West wing of the main mansion. This mansion stood for years, it really looked haunted on the outside and some parts of it inside. This is where I first brought Aurora where I thought that she was my former love's twin.

"Anong balita?" I asked, puffing on my cigarette, the smoke curling into the night sky.

"That's why I'm here to bring you good news..." He paused, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "May lead na kami kung saan mahahanap si Ma'am Nyx."

"Spill," I said, my voice sharp and demanding.

"According to our sources, she's being held at a warehouse near the docks. It's an old, abandoned place, but it's heavily guarded."  He explained in a murmur.

I nodded, my knuckles were ready. "Good. Get your men ready. We're going to bring her home."

I took another long drag of my cigarette, the smoke filling my lungs. The thought of my daughter, trapped in that warehouse, filled me with a cold fury.

They had dared to touch my family.

They had made a grave mistake.

I will bring her home.

When we got into the location that our spy sent us, my men spread around the abandoned warehouse.

I signaled them to enter silently, my grip tightening on my pistol. With a quick and stealthy move, I slipped inside, my senses on high alert.

Napansin kong parang walang tao, the warehouse eerily quiet. My men, who had surrounded the place, also signaled to me that there were no people.

I kicked open the door to what I presumed to be an office, my pistol ready. My eyes caught a message written on the whiteboard, scrawled in bold, black letters.

"ARE YOU LOOKING FOR YOUR DAUGHTER, ANTONOV? COME AND FIND US."

That was the message. A cruel taunt, a challenge.

I gritted my teeth, a surge of fury coursing through my veins. I fired my gun into the ceiling, the deafening roar echoing through the warehouse.

"FUCKERS!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, my voice a raw, primal roar.

"Boss, we're too late. They evacuated this place before we even got here, mukhang alam nila ang galaw natin. Sigurado akong may traydor sa members natin." Jackson explained, his voice grim, his face etched with worry.

I slammed my fist against the wall, the pain a welcome distraction from the rage that threatened to consume me.

They were playing games with me.

When we all got outside the warehouse, I had my men line up, naipinta sa mukha nila ang takot at confusion. Tumayo ako sa harap ng unang pumila at tinutok ko sa ulo niya ang aking baril. I could smell his fear, a pungent odor that hung heavy in the air. He trembled, his body wracked with fear, but his eyes held a desperate plea for mercy.

Iisa-isahin ko sila. I would go through each one of them, one by one, until I found the fucker who dared to betray me.

BETRAYAL tastes like BLOOD, for me. It's a bitter taste, a taste I've become accustomed to. I've been betrayed many times, my trust was shattered already. I've learned to survive, to thrive, in a world where loyalty is a rare commodity. Just like how I've become accustomed to those demons inside me, the darkness that fuels my rage, the hunger for revenge that burns within me.

And I would make them pay for their treachery.

I would make them pay with their lives.

This is my world.

My rules.

My revenge.

And I will not rest until it's complete.

"Now, you." I stood in front of this short person, his eyes were alert. "What was the mission and vision of The Antonov?" I asked him, my pistol still aimed at his head.

The previous members have answered it, some even trembled due to fear, their voices cracking under the pressure. But I can read them through their eyes, their desperation, and their desire to survive. They all recited the same words, the same script, the same propaganda.

He did not answer, instead he stole the gun from me swiftly, and he shot me.

I stumbled backward, my hand clutching at the wound, the world spinning around me.

The traitor had struck.

He was gone.