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✨Wakas : Part One✨

Wakas  (Part one)

December 13. Friday. 7:13 pm (past)

Pierre Vincent Esquivel's POV

Everyone was already in the dining room when I reached my house.

Joaquin Esquivel was sitting on his usual place at the head of the table discussing about god-f ucking -knows-what with one of his associates, while his younger brother, Jamie and his mistress, Lizelle, were talking on the other side.

The room was also full of our other relatives who knew what we were going to talk about that evening and some of them instantly begun to whisper with one another when I entered the room.

I was not surprised why they did that though. I was not wearing any shirt when they saw me and was still covered with blood and dirt from the ordeal that I took care of before going to that meeting.

I must have looked like a f ucking killer on the loose.

Even the maids were frantic in finding and giving me some wet towels and clean clothes when they saw me.

"Oh my god! Pierre!"

It was Lizelle Fonacier who first acknowledged me. She stood up and hurried over, grabbing the towels and the clothes from the maids and gave them all to me.

By that time, the whole room became quiet and everyone's eyes were already on me.

I smirked.

F uck them all, I say. I stripped on the spot and wore that extra pair of pants that Lizelle gave me.

I started wiping off the blood too from my body as the room full of old people watched me.

"What?" I asked the woman and then continued on smirking at everyone. "Take a picture, it'll last longer." I joked, referring to my tattooed abdomen that several cougars in the room kept on ogling at.

F ucking sick pedophiles.

"Pierre!" Joaquin finally talked. Disappointment was clearly written all over his face as he reprimanded me. I ignored it of course. It's not my fault that my mouth spilled whatever the f uck that I thought of at that moment.

And besides, several of those cougars shamelessly laughed with me, clearly enjoying the show that I gave them.

"Pierre stop messing around, sit down now so we can start."

When Jaime Esquivel had already spoken, no one dared to defy.

Except for me. Of course.

"Calm your d ick, Jaime. What are you rushing for? Are you and Lizelle going to make babies for our experiments again?" I taunted my father and even put out an arrogant smile when I saw him reddened on his seat.

He was known for being a party pooper, so stopping my impromptu strip show for the ladies was expected of him. I was just pissed off that I was expected to f ucking join their meeting again.

Sh its like this bored the crap out of me.

"Just sit down, Pierre. Please." Jaime was visibly gritting his teeth. I wanted to annoy him further but resisted in flipping him off in front of Joaquin. The old man might have a heart attack if I did that.

"You too Liz. Kailangan na natin pag-usapan ang mga nangyari ngayong araw."

His mistress' inquisitive eyes continued to bore into me as I walked past her. She looked bothered that I was covered with blood and it annoyed me.