MAFIA WORLD with the Brat

Episode 4

As the days passed, my security team informed me of her activities, and it became apparent that she was indeed the same woman I had encountered.

Despite my initial irritation with her, realizing her identity created intrigue.

Perhaps this encounter had a purpose beyond what I had initially dismissed.

With this new knowledge, I couldn't help but wonder if there was a reason our paths had crossed.

However, I did not let this newfound curiosity affect my responsibilities.

I was still focused on my role as a leader, and my organization's security remained my top priority.

Nevertheless, I couldn't deny the irony of the situation.

The daughter of my father's friend, who I had once dismissed as an entitled annoyance, now held a place in my thoughts.

I resolved to handle the situation professionally and ensure her safety while keeping my distance.

Despite knowing these facts, I tried to keep her out of my thoughts.

She was inconsequential to my world, and I had more important matters to attend to.

However, an odd tug was in my mind – a nagging feeling that this encounter was not entirely coincidental.

But, I dismissed such thoughts as mere imagination.

I was a man who dealt with reality and controlled the intricacies of the underworld, not someone who indulged in chance encounters or whimsical musings.

In the following weeks, her memory gradually faded into the background as I immersed myself in the cutthroat world of my organization.

The daily grind occupied me, and I had little time for anything beyond the calculated moves and strategic decisions I required.

Yet, on occasion, I would catch myself wondering about her.

As days turned into weeks, I observed her from afar through my security network.

It became apparent that her rebellious and impulsive nature often put her in precarious situations.

I intervened discreetly, ensuring she was kept safe without her knowledge.

Despite my efforts to maintain detachment, there were moments when her antics would elicit an involuntary smile.

She was a force to be reckoned with, and her determination to live life on her terms resonated with a part of me.

As time passed, I gradually developed a sense of responsibility towards her, which exceeded my initial reluctance. I couldn't deny the connection to her.

In the shadows, I continued to protect her, ensuring she remained safe from the dangers she unwittingly attracted.

The more I learned about her, the more I understood her desire for independence and her struggle to find her place in a world she felt confined to.

As the leader of an Underworld organization, I was no stranger to darkness and danger, but there was something different about protecting her.

Still, I remained vigilant and made sure to keep our interactions minimal.

The fine line between my duty and personal sentiments had to be upheld.

The situation's complexities were not lost on me, but I had no room for distractions in my world of power and control.

Yet, despite my best efforts to keep her at arm's length, I couldn't deny the growing connection that fate had woven between us.

Destiny had brought us together, and as much as I tried to resist, it seemed she had found a way to leave her mark on my life.

Aurora's POV

"Aurora, we're leaving next week. Start packing your things because you'll be moving to the house of my friend's son," my father informed me.

"Dad, I don't want to! Can't I just stay here at our house? We have plenty of bodyguards. And besides, aren't you afraid of leaving me with a guy we barely know?" I protested.

"Aurora! Stop being stubborn. Alessandro is a responsible and trustworthy person. I'm also appointing him to take over my position in the company while I'm away.

You need to have someone responsible by your side because of your behaviour!" Dad snarled.

"What, Dad? Are you serious about leaving the company for him? What if he takes over and seizes our company?! What will happen to my future then?" I complained.

"Your future? Are you kidding me, Aurora? Are you worrying about your future now? From what I see, you seem to forget that you are too headstrong and don't show any concern for the company! I pay for all your grades so that you can pass!" Dad said, exasperated.

"Hon, calm down," Mom intervened.

"Mom, please tulungan mo ako kay Dad! I don't want to live in a stranger's house! Aren't you afraid for me?" I pleaded with Mom.

"Daughter Aurora, trust me, you'll be safer in Alessandro's house than wandering around the streets," Mom said with a smile.

"Napakaimposible nyo talagang dalawa!. You don't understand me! You don't trust me. I feel suffocated, Dad, Mom!" I retorted.

"What are you saying? Suffocated? You have all the benefits of being our daughter. You can do anything with your money compared to others your age who have almost nothing to eat and work to survive! And now you are complaining because we're setting some boundaries for your protection? You're impossible!" Dad shouted.

"So now you're throwing everything you've given me in my face, Dad?! I didn't choose to be your daughter! And besides, it's your obligation as my parents to provide me with a good life!" I retorted.

"You're right! We give you everything for your bright future, but you just throw it away! Oh, G...d, hon, let us go before we don't make it to our cruise because I'll be in the hospital," Dad said to Mom.

"Baby, don't be angry with me and your Daddy. You'll be fine and protected by Alessandro. We love you, and we don't want anything bad to happen to you," Mom said softly, approaching me.

"That's not true! You don't love me! If you loved me, you wouldn't allow me to live in that godforsaken place without my approval!" I said, storming off and heading to my room.

Isinara ko ng malakas ang pinto bago ako umiyak ng malakas.

I was frustrated and hurt by their lack of understanding.

Gusto ko lang naman ng freedom, but they seemed determined to control and protect me at every turn.

It felt like I was suffocating from their well-intentioned but stifling love.

Humiga ako at pumikip feeling api dahil walang kumakampi sa masalimuot kong buhay.

It seemed like my parents would never understand the turmoil I felt inside.

They saw me as their rebellious daughter, but all I wanted was the freedom to make my own choices and carve my path in life.

I wiped away the tears that had escaped my eyes, determined not to show any sign of weakness.

But the frustration in my heart was overwhelming.

My parents gave me everything I could ever want but failed to see that their overbearing ways stifled me.

I longed for independence and the chance to prove myself beyond their expectations.

As I sat in my room, my thoughts turned to Alessandro, the man I was supposed to live with.

Despite my initial resistance, I couldn't help but wonder what kind of person he was.

My parents seemed to trust him implicitly, and I must admit that the idea of living with a guy I barely knew made me uneasy.

Still, there was a glimmer of hope within me.

Maybe Alessandro would be different. Perhaps he could understand the yearning in my heart for independence.

After all, he was my dad's friend's son, so he must understand my predicament.

But deep down, I couldn't shake the feeling that this arrangement was merely another attempt to control me.

My parents had always been overprotective, and now it seemed they were entrusting my safety and future to someone else entirely.

As the days drew closer to our supposed move, I was torn between the desire to rebel against their decisions and the fear of the unknown.

"Magiging kakampi ko ba siya o hindi?" tanong ko sa sarili.

With each passing moment, the walls around me felt like they were closing in.

My parents' well-meaning intentions only served to push me further away.

I yearned to find my path, even if it meant making mistakes.

Amid my turmoil, I clung to the small hope that Alessandro might be the key to unlocking the cage I felt trapped in.

Perhaps he would see the fire burning inside me, a desire to break free from the expectations placed upon me.

As the day of our move approached, my emotions were a jumbled mess.

I knew that resistance would only cause more conflict, but I couldn't suppress the longing to be heard and understood.

Maybe, just maybe, Alessandro could be the one who would finally listen to the desires of my heart and not dismiss them as mere rebellion.