Meet The Mafia Queen: End Game

xx. a dramatic entrance

Vanessa's POV

IT'S OVER.

That's what I thought while walking away from where Henry and I had our last conversation together.

Nang makalabas ako sa pintuan at pinagmasdan ang magulong mansyon . . . ang mga dugong nagkalat, nanatiling malamig ang ekspresyon ng mukha ko.

I caressed the stairs railings as I walk downstairs and slowly, the side of my lips rose up like an evil witch.

Not until . . .

"Shit." I mumbled to myself as numerous sounds of cocking their guns filled the empty and bloody mansion.

May mga natitira pa. His damn fucking men.

Nakakalat sila sa buong mansyon at halos palibutan at tutukan ako ng bala sa mukha. I scoffed.

"Your stupid boss is dead!" I declared. "You are all now powerless."

"No, we're not." Ani ng isa. "Our boss gave us an order to end you whether he dies or not. Tinutupad lang namin ang misyon namin sa kaniya."

Kumuyom ang kamao ko. "He's dead! Do I have to fucking repeat myself again?!"

Once their leader dies . . . his men would die with him.

They're powerless once their leader dies.

"He's dead but his order will never be." One stated which made glare at all of them.

'Damn it.'

"At ngayon rin namin tatapusin ang misyon namin sa kaniya."

Shit! Act cool, Vanessa!

You can't let these dickheads end you! You've been through everything!

'And I still have to attend my wedding . . . not my funeral! Shit!'

"Hands in the air!" I heard someone from behind these assholes.

Just like in dramas, there's like a sudden appearance of a smoke out of nowhere where I could see an unidentified man with his all black outfit and sunglasses.

'The hell? Who the hell is this man?'

"Who are you?" One of them asked.

'That's exactly my question, idiot.'

Some of Cleagy's men glared at me and I glared back. Almost lifting my middle finger at them.

Huh! I don't even know that man! Bakit parang ako sinisisi nila? Stupid fuckers.

"I have no time for introduction, young man."

I couldn't still see him clearly because of his damn freaking smoke!

"Ready boys! Looks like the wench brought another company . . ." what the hell?!

"You fucker! Who did you call wench?!" I grabbed his damn collar and punched him right exactly on his nose.

He fell over and bumped his head on a wall where there is a table and when he fell, the vase above the table fell on his ugly face.

The man who just came — or should I say, the smokey man, laughed hysterically.

Now that he moved a little bit forward, I can now see his face. Based on his physical appearance. He looks like the same age as my Uncle Simon!

'What's with his outfit? What is he . . . the Goblin or something?'

"Who are you? Saang organisasyon ka nabibilang?!" Pag-uusisa ng isa sa kaniya.

These men don't know where to focus their attention. To me, to accomplish their so-called last mission, my ass. Or to the smokey man who looks dangerous but somehow looks like a clown to me.