Burning His Sunset Spell (COMPLETE)

Ignited Fury

Vladimir's POV

It was a very light bump but I still felt it. My hypersensitivity to motion is only one of the many complications associated with my unknown damn condition. Kahit wala siguro akong sakit ay malalaman ko pa din ang dahilan ng mahinang pag-alon na nararamdaman ko.

Alam ko ang galaw ng barko kahit pa nga hindi naman halos nararamdaman ang alon dahil sa laki at lapad. I just know because the St. Martins are born voyagers.

I was barely seven years old when my grandfather showed me the award-winning cruise ship of the White Saints Cruise Line. Isang hapon bago ang unang biyahe ng barko ay isinama ako ng Lolo ko sa pier at mula doon ay tinanaw namin ang barko na ang maraming liwanag na tumatama sa kalmadong tubig ng dagat ay lalong nagpapakinang dito. Tandang-tanda ko pa ang pakiramdam ng paghanga habang tinitingnan iyon at ang kasabikan nang itanim sa isip ko ng matandang St. Martin na ako ang magmamana niyon at mamahala sa lahat ng negosyo ng pamilya balang araw.

From a very young age, I knew I deserved all the best things. Ang mga ninuno namin mula Central America ay hindi kabilang sa alta-sociedad at mga simpleng mangangalakal lang. Pero ang lolo ko na mataas ang ambisyon ay ginawa ang lahat para makilala sa larangan ng negosyo. Pagkatapos ng ikalawang digmaang pandaigdig ay naitatag ang White Saints.

I planned my life in perfection. I was set to marry Marienella, the heiress of Flaviejo empire from the home country of my mother. Kailangan ng St. Martin ang mga Flaviejo para mas palawakin at patatagin ang negosyo ng pamilya na nauga dahil sa napakaraming mga iskandalo.

But the damn Flaviejos withdrew from the marriage deal for whatever fvcked up reasons. And Daniel and Marienella had a thing behind my back.

The bitch! She deserved what happened in the hands of my friends. Pati na din ang mga nangyari sa mga may kaugnayan sa kanya, even that poor Prieto farmer. If only I can lay my hands to kill Daniel and the damn Don Marionello. And Rion, especially that bastard who made me a fool believing that he was my son! The three must have been laughing over what happened to me and to my empire. Fvck them! I will kill them even if it will mean my life.

I am still the great Vladimir St. Martin! I still have the power and wealth to do everything. My people in all the right places are still delighted to do favors for the St. Martins.

I tried to pull myself up to find a phone but my body doesn't follow me. If only I can get out of this damn bed!

Ilang beses ko pang sinubukang bumangon hanggang marinig ko ang pagbukas ng pinto. Nang lumapit sa kama ko at tumunghay sa akin ang dumating ay nakilala ko ang pamilyar na mukha. The damn wench has the same face of her cheap whore of a mother.

"K-Kill the Flaviejos..." this damn condition made it hard to even speak those few words.

The woman just twitched her mouth and continue tinkering with the tubes inserted to my vein.

"I'll take that as your last will."

I wanted to curse the woman but I suddenly felt my throat constricted. I also felt my body goes numb...

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Dollar's POV

I was sitting on a corner sofa while watching Vladimir struggling to get up from the bed.

Hindi ko alam ang mararamdaman ko sa pagkakita ko sa kanya. I think he's around the same age of Uncle Al and Tito Daniel but he looked way older and weaker than Don Marionello. Wala na ang tikas at kabagsikan na nakita ko dati ilang taon na ang nakakaraan. If I'll forget the fact that he was the person behind the suffering of many people then I'll just feel pity over his current condition. Pero mahirap makalimutan iyon lalo na't binago ng mga ginawa niya ang buhay ko.

Lumapit ako sa tabi ng kama niya at tinunghayan siya. He's flapping his arms like trying to hold on something but can't find it. Ang mga mata niya ay dilat na dilat at kumikibot-kibot naman ang bibig sa mahinang ungol pero hindi makabuo ng salita. Kung isa akong bata ay kakatakutan ko ang humpak at maputla niyang mukha at ang ekspresyon niya.

I would like to think that he deserved the state he's in now but chilling guilt is rising from my chest knowing that my mother must have been responsible for his sickness. Pero ano ba ang mas magandang parusa? Killing him in an instant or gradually? Hindi ko mako-consider ang paglimot sa kasalanan at pagpapatawad lalo na sa mga nangyari. I am not that perfect, neither Rion nor my mother. I really felt sorry for Rion and Miranda that they planned revenge to this man.