Addicted Damien (Sartori #1)

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Fitting

"'Wag ka nang bumalik sa kanya, Saoirse," hindi ito nangungumbinsi, ngunit malinaw kong naririnig ang babala sa kanyang malalim na boses. "Hindi mo siya kilala. Hindi mo kilala ang pamilya niya, hindi mo alam kung anong klaseng tao ang ama niya."

Narinig niyang tinawag ako ni Damien sa pangalan ko, at kung makatawag ito sa akin sa pangalan ko ay parang matagal na kaming magkaibigan kahit na ngayon pa lang naman kami nagkakakilala.

"Search the place," narinig kong magaspang na boses ni Damien, tila may kausap ito at galit na inutusan, nagmula sa kabilang linya iyon bago pinutol ng lalaki ang tawag.

"Alam kong sa mga oras na 'to ay gusto niya na akong patayin," marahan pa'ng gumalaw ang mga balikat ng lalaki kasabay ng malalim nitong pagtawa na parang iniisip niyang biro lang ang lahat ng ito, nanatili pa rin itong nakatalikod sa akin matapos niyang ibinulsa ang kanyang cellphone. "But he can't, his father have been informed about you and if Damien did something that displeases his father, you will be the one who'll suffer the punishment without Damien's knowledge."

Bakit? Bakit ako ang mananagot o paparusahan kapag nakagawa si Damien na maaaring hindi magugustuhan ng kanyang ama? At paparusahan pa ako na hindi nalalaman ni Damien? Hindi ko maintindihan. Ano naman kayang klaseng parusa 'yon?

And the most suspicious thing that I heard from this man was he could speak my language. Was he also half Filipino?

"Who are you?" I asked, not getting myself any closer to where he was standing.

"Alesandro, son of Bloodemir's consigliere," he responded immediately which I did not expect from him, I thought that he was going to weigh in his mind what he would suppose to answer. "Bloodemir is Damien's father," he added quickly when he realized the silent confusion from me, questions that was forming in my mind. "Don't be scared, I'm not the enemy."

I could judge by the way he was speaking that this he was telling me the truth about him.

Bloodemir Sartori. I did not expect that the name of Damien's father would be that bloody barbarous and mercilessly savage. I could not picture myself meeting the man, it was pretty unimaginable and unthinkable. What would be his appearance? What would I do? Would I shake, wobble, quiver in helpless fear and intense intimidation? I hoped not, I did not want to look like a scared and terrified girl.

Napaatras ako nang nakitang may tatlong lalaking nakasuot ng simpleng damit na madalas na susuotin ng mga simpleng tao, paakyat sila sa hagdan patungo rito sa pangalawang palapag.

The man that introduced himself as Alesandro remained his back at me, standing tall halfway the stairs as the three normal looking men ascended the stairs.

I knew that the men were not as normal as what they all looked when the three of them stood a distance from me. Alesandro did not move.

"Come with us, Saoirse," kahit na seryoso ang baritonong boses ni Alesandro ay malinaw ko pa ring naririnig ang tono ng pagiging mapaglaro nito. "Come with me and you will know the truth. Why Carlos and Jane Buenavidez died, why Eleanor and Ella disappeared."

My eyes widened while staring at Alesandro's broad back. Did I hear it right? Did he just mention the name of those persons who was important to me?

I wanted to believe him, but I could not trust a man that I just met perhaps five minutes ago, more or less. I preferred to trust Damien than him, who knew that what if Alesandro was faking the information that he fed to me? People nowadays could easily slide their tongue with unforgiving mendacities and falsehoods.