My Lover is the Son of a Mafia Leader

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No girl in their right mind would say yes to a guy she barely knows. Hindi ko sya kilala at ganoon din sya sa akin. 

We barely know each other pero sa hindi maipaliwanag na dahilan ay hindi ako natatakot sa kanya. Iba ang nakikita kong Ivo ngayon sa Ivo na nakita ko noong Charity Ball. 

This Ivo na kasama ko ngayon ay iba. He is the Ivo na kasayaw ko. The gentle Ivo with his lazy smile. The Ivo I'm with now is the Ivo na gusto ko pang makilala. 

Sa mga nakita ko noong Charity Ball ay alam ko na may ideya si Ivo kung sino ang nasa likod ng pamamaril at sa tono ng pananalita ni Polina noong gabing iyon ay sa tingin ko ay hinahabol nila ang taong yun. I want to ask him how much does he know but I'm afraid that he won't tell or he doesn't trust me enough to tell me. 

What happened to my unit also bothers me. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang motibo ng taong nag-iwan ng sunog na ulo ng tao sa unit ko. I'm also thinking of giving Detective Michaels a call sa tingin ko ay sya ang taong makakatulong sa akin ngayon. 

But I set all those thoughts aside and stare at the person next to me. I ended up saying yes to Ivo. I ended agreeing with him and here I am in his bed. Face to face and staring at each other shamelessly.

Kung nandito lang si Alexavia baka inulan na ako ng asar nun. Hindi ko muna iku-kuwento ito sa kanya as of now, gusto ko na ako muna ang nakaalam. I want to keep this to myself first. 

Ivo's room screams nothing but masculinity, everything about this room was rich and lavish; I'm also in awe of how clean this place is. 

"A penny for your thoughts?" I looked at Ivo and smiled shyly at him.

"I'm just amazed at how clean your place is.. si Anthony kasi medyo makalat sa kwarto nya" 

He arched his eyebrow, "Anthony?" 

"Sorry, he is my brother. Hindi man biological pero we have this brother and sister bond" I smiled at him, "Ikaw? Do you have any siblings?" 

"I had one," he said I almost didn't hear him but I did. He had one. Past tense. 

I didn't know what to say next. Hindi ko rin kasi alam ang pakiramdam ng may kapatid ka at ngayon wala na ito. 

Sure, Anthony and I treat each other like siblings pero I think sometimes pag-kadugo mo talaga the connection runs deep. It runs so deep that their absence will cut you forever. 

"She died 5 years ago." he closes his eyes for a second, when he opened them again he stared at the ceiling and clenched his jaw, "She was kidnapped at the age of 16." 

Napaawang ang bibig ko sa sinabi. And here I was thinking that maybe she died because she was sick or maybe she had an accident. The word 'kidnap' never crossed my mind. I had read and watched the news about kidnapping and some survivors shared their experiences on some documentaries. I don't know how old his sister was at that time but I can only imagine how scared she was. 

"We still haven't caught the culprit yet," Ivo's eyes are now so intense and I can see the hatred in his eyes. All his hatred and anger for the past years are showing, he looks scary but I'm not scared, "But I'm close to capturing them and when I do. I'll make them pay," he paused for a moment then he added, "She's probably around your age if she didn't die. I'm sure you two will get along." 

I smiled sadly at him. I don't know what it feels like to lose a sibling, but I'm sure it is similar to losing your parents. Kung buhay pa siguro ang kapatid ni Ivo ay nasa University na rin siya ngayon. Studying the degree of her choice, cramming for exams, having fun, and creating memories.