" Love Untitled " ~ The Road Home ~ BOOK SIX

BOOK 6 > Ch. 14 ~UNZIPPING OF THE PAST~

' Akala ko'y habangbuhay tayo. Akala ko'y hanggang dulo. Kay haba pa ng kalsada. Dito na ba tayo bababa. Kung ganito na nga ba ang usapan. Kung dito na ang hangganan. Dapat sigurong iwasan. Ang mga minsang kamustahan. Mga nakasanayan. Dapat ng kalimutan. Upang di tayo magkasakitan. '

~ Hanggang Dito Na lang By TJ Monteverde ~

Psyche's Chronicles. Confidential. (Deleted)

Richard Armani,

We need to talk. Actually, no. I don't have the appropriate bravery to do that. Shit. You see, I was 'effin drunk last night after Drake dated me and I have a few memories of what I did. However, I woke up... naked.

NAKED! ASS-NAKED!

I mean, did we... you know?

WTF.

i...

A few days ago...

Daniel Ramirez, at a young age, served Uncle Sam as one of those aspiring US Marines and a few years of dedicating his life to them, he was hired to lead and protect the first son of the most dangerous and untouchable Mafia god of his own country. He hasn't spoken much to the man personally. The last that he did, Vice President Castro only instructed him a few things about Benedict and it was informal. The man only spoke to him while he was in a rush riding his expensive car.

But this evening seemed different. He was summoned in his office in his condominium and he can give a fvck and wonder why. The man isn't the type who indulges in a prolonged conversation with the bodyguards unless it's either Victor or Jake – his own most trusted watchdog. So, he wondered what was it that he needed from him. Daniel wasn't the type who easily gives a fright to anyone. After all, he was suspended from the service because he had the boldness to threaten Russia's main man, their President. However again, standing right in front of the door of the most terrifying mob leader pulled different strings in him, he can't put a name on it.

Daniel knocked thrice before he heard the other guy's baritone voice instructing him to come in. He did just that and saw his employer crooked his index finger on his direction, silently telling him to come forward, while his other hand was busy hanging up a phone call.

" Good evening, Daniel. Sit. "