Lahat ng Kabanata ng Messiah's Possession: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Messiah's POV Blood. That was the first thing I tasted sa labi ko habang nakatayo ako sa sala. Amoy pawis, amoy basag na baso, at amoy galit na parang usok na hindi maalis kahit anong bukas ng bintana. Nakatingin ako kay Eli, hawak niya pa ang gilid ng mukha niya, may bahid ng dugo sa panga. Pero ang ngisi niya? Damn. Hindi iyon ngisi ng talunan. Ngising nananabik siya na napindot ang pinaka-sensitive na bahagi ko. Rebecca was standing there, shaking. Kita ko sa mga mata niya ang takot. At ang pinakamalupit? Hindi ko alam kung ako ba ang kinatatakutan niya—o ang kapatid kong si Eli. “Leave,” I said, my voice low, controlled, kahit ang totoo’y gusto ko pang durugin ang mukha niya. “Now.” He smirked, wiping his lip with his thumb. “You think you won this round, brother? No. This is just the beginning.” At umalis siya. Just like that. No hesitation. Iniwan niya akong kumukulo sa sarili kong sala—ako, si Rebecca, at ang mga basag na alaala. The silence after he left was loud

Messiah's POV The mansion is quite. Pero tahimik lang sa panlabas. Sa loob, bawat galaw ng bawat staff, bawat tunog sa hallway, bawat ilaw ay nagbabantay sa akin. Something is off. Hindi ko alam kung paano ko nailarawan pero ramdam ko. Rebecca. Ngayon lang ako nakaramdam ng ganito. Hindi siya naglalakad sa loob nang walang kabuluhan. Hindi lang basta tumitingin sa bintana o nagbababad sa mga libro niya. May ibang aura siya, parang may nililihim. Bumangon ako mula sa leather chair ko sa opisina, hinawakan ang baso ng scotch. Ang malamig na alkohol ay parang nagpaalala sa akin: focus. Observe. Analyze. Protect. Tumayo ako at dahan-dahang lumakad sa hallway. Ang bawat hakbang ko ay deliberate. Habang lumalapit sa bedroom niya, nakita ko ang maliit na notebook na nakalapag sa desk sa tabi ng bintana. Nakalagay sa tabi, bukas, parang may iniwang bakas. Hindi ko kinuha. Hindi ko pa kailangan. She’s planning something. Bumalik sa isip ko ang mga galaw niya kagabi. Ang mga hak

The morning sun was bright, pero sa loob ng mansion, mas malinaw ang lahat. Today is special and Isaiah’s birthday, and I wanted to make it perfect for him. I was looking around the dining hall while Rebecca was busy preparing the cake. The smell of chocolate filled the room, and I could feel the excitement of everyone, especially the kids. Isaiah, five years old, full of energy was running around holding his superhero action figure. “Dad! Dad! Look at my new powers!” he shouted, jumping on the sofa. I took a deep breath, smiling. “Slow down, champ. Don’t break anything,” I said, trying to keep calm. Eliara, standing on a small stool by the counter was adjusting her party hat. “Mom! Dad! I want a hat too!” I smiled at her. “Of course, princess. You have to look royal for your special day.” I stood in the middle of the dining hall, taking it all in. Balloons, streamers, superhero theme everywhere. Everything was perfectly chaotic. “You did a great job, Rebecca,” I whi

ALOU'S POV (Eliara) A decade later after the kidnapped... "Mahiro milabs!" naiiyak kong sambit nang salubungin ako ni Mahiro pagkalabas ko mula sa loob ng airport. "Alou milabs ko!" nakangiti namang sabi ni Mahiro at niyakap ako. Naluluha ko siyang niyakap pabalik. Isang linggo lang naman akong nagbakasyon sa Fukuoka ay sobrang namiss ko na kaagad si Mahiro. Hindi yata ako masanay-sanay na wala siya sa tabi ko. Ganito nga talaga siguro kapag sobrang in love ka sa isang tao. Wala ka rin'g pakialam sa age gap ninyo at sa panghuhusga ng ibang tao sa relasyon n'yo. Mahiro is 13 years older than me, and he has a son who is only 7 years younger than me; his son's name is Kyohei, and I am his Karate instructor. "Mommy!" Napangiti ako nang makita ang five years old kong anak na si Akio. Itinaas niya ang kaniyang dalawang braso para magpakarga sa akin. Kinarga ko naman siya at pinaulanan ng maraming halik sa pisngi. Akio is my son from my ex-boyfriend, Dan Emil. May mga relasy

ALOU'S POV Kyohei and I bowed to each other as we prepared to begin our Karate lessons. He's a good Karateka and has already earned Green belt (5th kyu) from me, which I'm sure will be upgraded to Blue belt (4th kyu) during our nearly a year of training here at the Dojo. Mahiro's Karate trainings for me ended when he earned his Green belt due to his busy work schedule, and I understand that's why Kyohei is the only one I've been teaching. I already have a black belt in Karate and am a Hachidan, just like my two older brothers, Daisuke and Hideaki. Our father is a Shihan in Karate, Judan in level of mastery, and has already won various Karate competitions in Japan and outside the country. Ojiisan, who is also a Shihan, taught him Karate when he was young, and he passed it down to us when he married Mom. Sa kaniyang tatlong anak ay ako raw ang pinakamagaling sa Karate kaya sa akin niya ibinigay ang Dojo at ako ang in charge sa pagtuturo ng Karate sa Pilipinas. My two brothers are to