All Chapters of Dooming the mafia devil : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Fall in love.

RAPHEAL The ride back home was more quiet compared to the one we had while coming. This time, Serafina opted to recoil into the back seat and it made me wonder why she wasn't chirping off as usual whenever she fights someone. Over time, I had grown accustomed to her gregarious nature which an old me despised so much. Perhaps it was the case because of the hidden likeness and longing I harbored for her. Well, not exactly hidden. The past days with her had been ice breaking and I found myself doing things I would never do for the love of me, giving in to her pleas and becoming extremely clingy around her. It reminded me of my first years with Yuanita after we’d shared a passionate night with the stars as our witness. Yuanita was everything to me, until I messed it up by heeding to my mother's advice. And now, as my feelings grew precariously towards Serafina, it was being subdued by the guilt of driving my past love to her death. Beside that, Serafina and Yuanita had so m

Let your guard down

SERAFINA. On normal mornings, I woke up to the chirping sound of birds and lucky days, aroma of food seeping through the massive wrought door of the room I shared with Rapheal. But when things changed between us, I began to wake to the sound of slow music in the room, an aromatherapy candle and a more engaging aroma. It would have been the same today, except my brain was threatening to explode right through its cranium. Hazily, I forced my heavy eye lids open and turned on the lights, which gave me an unexpected jolt of my memories from the previous night. It made a small smile cross my lips. Nothing better than a feel good moment of your plans coming to perfection. My eyes searched for my home flip flops which I casually slipped into and went ahead for a needed shower. Rapheal was already out of bed and given the circumstances surrounding the house, he must be basking in the kitchen, whipping up something good. The thought made another smile tug at my lips. But on reali

Snow forest

RAPHEAL. Forty five minutes later, I was able to land the craft at the rooftop helipad of my private villa, which was surrounded by other buildings. Last night after our small rendezvous under the stars, Serafina managed to catch a little sleep after which she had jolted awake again, still drunk. She had engaged me in a small discussion where she slipped a small talk about wanting to visit the snow forest and ocean tower in the city of Ropps, almost making me reminisce about visiting those places with Yuanita. They were her favorite places. Even though I was conflicted between the striking similarities between Serafina and my late wife, I couldn't deny the growing feelings I was beginning to have for her. That explains the shock on Ruben's face when I had called him to book both places for today. As I stole small glances of her during the flight, I noticed that despite her testiness, she was slowly letting her guard down and enjoying the scenery. I couldn't wait for her react

An attempt to tame

RAPHEAL Every family has a black sheep. Someone who acts out of order and puts the others at unease for a while. It's not a constant occurrence but their actions always have their name seeping from it. Like a default setting, they get triggered by situations and go off like the ticking bombs they are, oblivious that their actions might cause harm to others. The title is borne by a child in most cases, making it easier to tame them. But in a case where the black sheep is the mother, things are different. Between the loud throbbing of my heart, the uncontrolled racing of my car and the sweat breaking out in my body, I had no clue on which to attend first. Given the incident with Emilia, I figured my mom would try to get back at me for defending Serafina. But turns out I underestimated how low she could go. Especially now that she had nothing to lose. The call with Ruben had been enough to pull me out of my reverie of Sera and Yuanita. I didn't wait for him to finish before

Press conference

RAPHEAL Early morning had me banging on the massive front door of the villa my dad had gifted my mom on her twenty nineth birthday, while dialing her line for the untemnpth time which directed to her voice mail again. ‘Helen Dekoms here. Leave a message after this.’ With pent-up anger, I let out a groan of frustration, pressing the door bell and almost cursing her out. “Mom, we need to talk!” All my efforts were like water being poured on stone. My mom was determined on shutting me out, even going as far as changing the security passcode to the villa. I knew the place had a backdoor and another basement escape route, but there was no way I could decipher it without the building plan, which was stuck in there with my mom. My hand combed my hair, messing up the neatly arranged curls as a sigh of exasperation escaped my lips. “Mom! I know you are in there!! Just let me in so we can talk. I understand your feelings and..” The rest of my pleading were cut short by R

Inner battle

SERAFINA ‘Being a missionier wasn't difficult’ Marionette, my trainer, led her targets to their doom in three weeks. One time, she had a track record of five successful targets in two months. In her words, humans loved what they saw, so the plan was to always look attractive, adding to our advantaged bodies. Learning under her really made me anticipate my first target. Two months in and things were going accordingly. I knew she would be proud of my achievement, but the thought made my stomach drop into a frightening hollow. I tried to rack my head on many days to comprehend what was happening to me, and concluded it was because we slept together. A very stupid assumption because Rapheal hasn't been home ever since we visited the snow forest– ten days later– and the longing in me only ached more. I figured things might have been hectic at the office, given the way Ruben barged into his home study sometimes to grab certain files and books. When I try to pry into the

Trap

SERAFINA My eyes darted from the lusciously embroidered invitation card lying on my dressing table, to the numerous dresses scattered on the massive bed and back to my reflection at the mirror. I was two hours late and my phone was nearly blasting from Delanxy’s unending calls while I was seriously contemplating if I had to go for the party. A sigh of exasperation escaped my lips as I connected the call, pressed the phone to my ear and lied to her about running into a fender bender. She muttered an apology and offered to send a driver but I quickly dismissed her, assuring her that everything was in control. I just couldn't shake off the feeling that something bad was going to happen at the party. But as the thought of Rapheal occupied my head, so did the thought of controlling it. That was my only cue to go for the said party. Thankfully, my makeup was already done and I just had to pick a dress based on the color of the day, which was written boldly on the front cove

Board meeting

RAPHEAL Bunch of fools! Hypocrites! Lousy greedy money groublers that want to snag everything they can from the Dekoms empire and strip it bare. Twenty five board members who stared at me with fear and hooded mockery. I could tell they were more than happy about my threatened position, thanks to that bitch, Delanxy, who went around telling everyone I was cheating on her with her best friend, Serafina. The thought made me laugh everytime, because it was impossible. Even after I had successfully closed down every media outlet that carried the news, the company's stuck had ended up plummeting so hard, that we lost about 70 billion dollars in the past two days. While people cheered for Delanxy, going as far as sending her gifts and flowers, they were also holding a protest for my resignation. Imploring the aid of media outlets proved that she really had it all planned and it left me defenseless. I was only grateful for protecting the image of ‘the Dekom’s mist

I love you I'm sorry

SERAFINA No matter how hard I tried to wrap my head around it, I couldn't understand what had happened in the past days. My anger was directed to the fact that I didn't listen to my instincts and also didn't get a read of her memory. Yes I couldn't see the future but it would have played a big role in deciphering the evil she was weaving within her dirty mind. I fell into her fucking trap! All because of these stupid feelings I nursed for Rapheal. Missioniers were always warned of one thing. To never fall in love with humans. It was like poison to our special abilities. And I couldn't help but notice the way those feelings were slowly breaking my powers. Even reading memories and sniffing people had become a strenuous task. Not to talk of the special far sight that seems to have completedly disappeared. “Ma'am.” A guard walked up to me, breaking me from my reverie. “You have a visitor.” I set down my wine glass. “Visitor?” I repeated, curling o

Serafina is missing

RAPHEALThe next day*** The umpteenth groan of frustration escaped my throat as I took another sniff of the white powdery substance spread evenly atop the glass table. Using my fingers, i gently rubbed the substance in, so as to get a more needed effect, ignoring the loud vibration of my phone besides me. My mind was heavily clouded and the pensive voice in my head urging me to dive from the balcony of my penthouse suite was slowly winning. I was about to take another needed sniff when my phone began to vibrate again. Angered, I grabbed the device and flung it across the room, then pulled out the only thing that managed to keep a bit of my raging insanity. It was a picture of Serafina, which I had slipped from her file. Her hands were crossed over her chest, giving more light to her cleavage and her hair which was wound in a high ponytail, gave more hint to her heterochromic eyes. Despite having her normal dark glare, she managed to calm my insides. My hands slowly trai

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