Shock. Scared. Nervous... That's what I am feeling right now.
The fact that I am kidnapped while I was on my way to the hospital scares me. Wala naman akong maalala na nakainitan ko sa school. I did not do anything. I'm behave like a flower.
Now I am starting to overthink. What if he wants to kill me? Or sell me in a black market? I'm sure he would get rich in a snap because of me. Ransom? Or.. or.. I shook my head to erase what I am thinking. Mag-chil na lang muna tayo. Baka namatay na agad ako kaka-overthink bago pa nila ako mapatay, kung sakali man.
Ginala ko ang tingin sa paligid at napagtantong nasa loob ako ng opisina. 5 times bigger than a whole condo. 8 times bigger than my father's office at the mansion.
I continued roaming my eyes and almost got a heart attack when I saw something. I was like watching an exhibition of myself.
Am I having a creepy dream or what?
A wall full of framed pictures. Some of it are small, and some are big. A stolenshots of myself eversince highchool and college. Kung ang taong nasa frame ay hindi sana ako, maniniwala akong motibasyon ito ng taong may ari ng opisinang ito. But it's me. Literally. Did I get myself a stalker? I hope not.
I bit my lip while roaming my blank eyes. By now.. the family.. they already know that I dissapeared. But who cares about my disapperance anyway? No one, of course. Not even my own father. I'm sure Carmina is very happy right now too. She must be smirking and celebrating that finally, the lady she hates is now gone in the mansion.
I shook my head when I felt a heavy feeling in my heart. Damn this feeling. It sucks.
I forced myself to stand even though I knew my hands were chained at the back. I was about to do it again when I heard a noise. Not just a simple noise. It's a goddamn gunshot! I got nervous for some reason. Just where the hell am I? I startled in my seat when I heard a gunshot again. Parang sunod-sunod na putok ito. But this time I can hear screams, and pleadings. They sound scared. Tumaas ang balahibo ko.
I stop myself from wiggling and tried to move my hands from my back. I think I saw this in youtube on how to free yourself when you are chained. Pasalamat na lang talaga ako at mahilig akong manood ng kung ano-anong makita ko sa youtube.
"Ouch. Jesus..."
I didn't mind the pain I felt and continue what I'm doing. I keep twisting and twisting until..
"Joder, por fin.." hinay-hinay kong nilagay sa sahig ang posas at huminga ng malalim. I just hope that no one is guarding this office and most importantly, the door is not locked.
I shrugged my shoulders and walk towards the door. I slowly opened it and heard a clicking sound. It's open! They did not lock it. But before I could step out of the room and ran away, a guy towered me and carried me like a sack.
"¡Déjame ir, imbécil!" I shouted while trying to get down. I'm confident that he won't understand me. But instead of asking and being confused by what I said, he only chuckled and started walking.
Nagpupumiglas ako ngunit walang nangyari. He opened a gigantic door and entered. I was still kicking and punching him but he didn't budge. He's just holding me firmly.
"Sabía que ibas a hablar español. Afortunadamente, estudié tu idioma." binaba niya ako sa isang couch at pinosasan ang kamay ko. "Y para responder a tu reprimenda... Lo siento, cariño, pero no te dejaré ir." he smirked.
My lips parted and looked at him in shock. I blinked a few more times and followed his broad back until he sat across from me. Did he just spoke Spanish? I thought... Oh my...
I shook my head beacuse I feel annoyed and glared at him when he gave me a playful smile. He was like enjoying my annoyed face. I did not stop myself from glaring at him. I did not forget his eyes. Those eyes... His eyes were owned by the man who injected me inside the taxi.
"¿Por qué me secuestraste? No hice nada malo-"
"You did not do anything wrong, Malysh..." he paused for a while and seriously looked at me, gone his playful smile. "But your father did.. He disobeyed me.. He disobeyed and betrayed the whole organization.."
I frozed on my seat and formed my lips into a thin line. "What do you mean my father disobeyed you? And what organization?"
I bit my lips while asking due to the pain that came from the handcuffs. The handcuffs on my hands are quite tight. Namumula na rin yata ang pulsuhan ko. Tumayo siya at may kinuha sa likod niya. I was nervous as hell when I saw that it is a gun.
Fear is starting to invade my system again.
Is he planning to kill me now? On the spot? I was not ready for this. I still haven't seen my father..
"W-wait-"
"Calm down. Kukunin ko lang ang posas sa kamay mo. I don't want you to get hurt." sabi niya at nilagay sa upuan ang baril. Nagsimula na siyang kunin ang posas at tinago sa bulsa niya. I even got startled when he held my hands softly and planted a soft kiss on where it hurts. Kumurap-kurap lang ako, hindi makapaniwala sa ginawa niya. Does a kidnapper always do this?
"And to answer your question.." he stood up and move backwards while rolling his sleeves up to his elbows. "He disobeyed me for not giving me what I want. For not giving me his own flesh daughter to be my wife. He did not prove his loyalty to me.. to the Clan."
For not giving me his own flesh daughter to be my wife.
Napa-atras ako sa kaba. Vasiliev. The Russian Mafia. He's the guy... the guy who wants me to be his wife. To make my father prove his loyalty. The guy.. the organization who punished my father cruelly.
But then I realized for the second time.. Why did my father lied? What was he thinking? I already told him I agreed... Bakit hindi niya ako binigay? Does he have a deep reason for that?
"He really loves you, huh.." he licked his lowerlip and smirked. "What a father he is."
My father loves me? Is he bluffing? Or is he making fun of me?
I shake my head like a kid. "He don't love me. What are you talking about?" he raised his brows while I continued talking.
"Stop believing things that aren't true. Maybe he have a deep reason. He hates me. I am the reason why my mother.. his wife died." hinabol ko pa ang hininga dahil sa bilis ng pagkasabi ko. I was like running in a marathon.
"Deep reason?" he chuckled. "Then why would he kneel infront of me and beg, telling me that he wants you to have a free life. He don't want me to have you because he believe that I would ruin your future.. your life. Ah, what was he thinking? Can he predict your future with me? He's no some fucking saint."
His explanation was long but I only heard one sentence. My father kneel... infront of him and beg so that I could have a.. free life. My father.. mahal niya ba talaga ako? Is it really true? But.. why wouldn't he look at me everytime? Bakit parang sinisisi niya ako sa pagkamatay ni Mamá?
I shivered in my seat when I looked up and saw his dark face. His jaw is clenching. His veiny hands are balled into fist. I believe he's mad. Really mad.
"He don't and will never decide what is your future with me... I will decide that. Aanakan kita ng marami at magiging akin habang buhay." his gaze landed on me so I shivered more. I feel like I'm not gonna die because of the gun, I'm gonna die because of his stares. His dark expression slowly turned into a soft one.
"Ty budesh' sobstvennost'yu Vasil'yeva, i nikto menya ne ostanovit.. Dazhe ty, moy malysh."
I did not respond and stayed silent. I am a bit scared of him. I don't know him. Not even a bit. All I know is that he is a goddamn ruthless ruler of the Vasiliev's Clan.
Idagdag pa ang sinabi niya sa akin. The feeling that someone orders or commands me made my blood boil. Who is he to order me like that. I will never be anyone's property. Not even him.
A single knock broke the silence inside this room. The guy infront of me sigh harshly like he wanted to kill someone. He walk towards the door and opened it harshly. Dumungaw siya doon. Parang ayaw niyang makita ko kung sino ang kausap niya.
"Brylle? What do you need? You are ruining our moment here." his voice screams authority. His voice is much scarier than before too.
"I already tortured them to death.. do you want me to hunt the others?" base on the voice, the guy seems not afraid of him. He sound calm. Like they knew each other from a long time. Pero napagtanto ko ang sinabi ng lalaki. Tortured? Death? Kaya ba ay may tunog ng baril na narinig ko kanina? The pleadings.. The screams.. It was horrifying. The thought of it sends shiver down my spine. Naging mahina ang boses nila. Hindi ko na marinig. The guy closed the door with a serious look on his face. Seems that the other guy already left.
"Zeji.."
I swallowed the stuck saliva in my mouth and stared at him with so much confusion on my face. Fear is written in my face too.
"Zeji Aiven Vasiliev is my name. You can make a nickname for me if you want. Besides, you are going to be my wife soon so feel free, Malysh." he said and grab his gun.
I don't know where I got this energy to speak but I feel the urged to reply him.
"Ven.."
He stopped and stared at me. His eyes lit up or am I just imagining things?
"Ven.. I like Ven. I like it now.."
_Clarus Ire