Being The Mafia Lord's Target

Being The Mafia Lord's Target

wolhwa

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๐‚๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Œ๐š๐Ÿ๐ข๐š ๐‹๐จ๐ซ๐'๐ฌ ๐’๐จ๐ง ๐๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐“๐ฐ๐จ Waking up in a dark, cold room.. Althea Venisse forgot about her identity. She doesn't know why she lost her memory, and when she began forgetting about her everything. All she knows is that it felt like something was missing. A man introduced himself as Lucas Hudson.. who said to be her husband. The same man also introduced a little boy to her who he said was named Logan Hudson, their "child". Everything seems to be a little confusing to her.. especially when her "husband" involved her into something called, ๐™ˆ๐™–๐™›๐™ž๐™–.

Chapter 1 Prologue

"Who.. who are you?"

Napaigtad ako nang mabitawan niya ang hawak na planggana na mukhang may lamang tubig at may nakasabit na pamunas. Gulat na gulat ang itsura sa mukha niya na para bang nakakita siya ng multo.

Niyuko ko ang natapon na tubig sa carpeted na sahig.. naamoy ko mula rito sa kamang kinauupuan ko ang may kahinaang amoy ng alcohol na mukhang nakahalo roon sa tubig. Ano kayang gagawin niya sa tubig.. ipang pupunas niya ba?

"Dad! Dad! Daddy!"

Nilingon ko ang batang lalake na mukhang nasa.. apat na taong gulang pa. Mukhang nakabawi na siya sa pagkakagulat dahil nagtatakbo na siya palabas habang nagsisisigaw.

Ayos lang kaya yon? Sino kaya yung tinawag nong Daddy?

Ipinagkibit balikat ko ang katunang iyon. Tumayo ako mula sa pagkakaupo sa kama at inilibot ko ang tingin sa kwartong kinaroroonan ko. Malawak ito at maluwag.. may kulay na grey, puti, at itim ang mga kagamitan na halatang mamahalin. Ang mga pader ay simple lang ang kulay na puti.

Napansin ko ang picture frames sa kwarto.

Nakapatong ang mga ito sa may kalakihang kabinet na nakapwesto sa gilid ng kwarto. Nilapitan ko ito upang mas maobserbahan ng maayos. Kumuha ako ng isa at masusi itong pinagmasdan.

Nanlaki ang mata ko ng mapansin ang pamilyar na mukha ng babae sa litrato. Nakahawak siya sa malaki niyang tiyan na para bang pinoprotrektahan ito.. katabi niya ay isang matangkad at matikas na lalakeng malambing na nakaakbay sakaniya. Parehas silang mukhang masaya.

"Is this.. me?"

"Yes, that's you."

Napaigtad ako at mabilis kong binalik sa kinalalagyan ang hawak kong litrato. Nilingon ko ang pinto kung saan ko narinig ang mababa at baritonong boses.

"Sino ka?"

Napangiti siya sa tanong ko na para bang ikinasaya pa niya na hindi ko siya kilala.

"I'm Lucas Hudson.. your husband."

Nanlaki ang mata ko sa gulat.

"Husband?!"

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