Chapter 5: I'll Make You Weak

When Jacob Kyler sees his reflection in the mirror, a handsome man bearing a fragile broken heart inside him urges anger to engulf him. He doesn't know what to do because his mind is blank just thinking about how she's dared to go out with Henry. He throws the vase towards the mirror, breaking both objects into pieces. "You mother f**ker, why is that girl not afraid of you?" That's all he can afford for himself while looking at his reflection in the mirror. This is the moment he has come to realize how worthless his life is. How pathetically his existence is ignored by the girl whom he loves with all of his heart! A mafia whose routine is to kill others, ruin them and their happiness, and deal with all the illegal works; however, his heart never allows him to look at other girls except Rosalia, who detests him all the way she knows, and now for this girl, his heart is aching severely. He grits his teeth in anger while balling his hands into fists. "You'll repay it; you both are going to repay it so pathetically that remorse will break your heart and soul draconianly for this day. I know you both are doing it to hurt me; now see how I'm going to repay you." Pushing himself onto the bed, he lays on the bed, looking at the ceiling like a dead soul. For this very moment, all he wants is to be dead, dead by feelings. To overcome all the pain he is feeling right now, all he wants is for his heart to be dead. But with each passing moment, his pain is increasing. The brightness of his room and the opulence and splendor of each item here are just serving him the monotonous and opaque sight of life. A mafia whose existence is for ruining others for his comfort, there is no way he will endure the pain silently. He starts to smoke cigarettes one after another, but nothing is calming his anger. After a while, something diverts his mind and produces a smirk on his lips. "First, let me handle the small fish." He gets down from the bed and walks to his downstairs while having an instant phone conversation with his secret secretary.

Sitting on the sofa while spreading his legs, JK keeps waiting for someone to arrive. A few minutes later, his men arrive with the small fish he has been waiting for. A smirk forms on his face after seeing him in front of him. "Welcome Shorty," JK says, indicating his men to spare their grip on Jim Kalvin, who has been JK's business partner for decades but recently has refused to deal with him without any reason that pisses him off. No one is second to none in mafia violence, which is why he dared to mess with him, though still, no one can go unpublished while denying JK's order. "How you dared to kidnap me!" "Simple—you dared to mess with me." Anger rushes into his veins; however, JK's words are meant to boil him from the inside. "Oh, my little fish is angry! Why so angry? Is it because you couldn't go on a date with your lovely dove, whom you've found after decades?" "I'll kill you, Jacob Kyler! Let me go now!" JK smirks after listening to him. "Really, you will kill me?" He grabs Jim by the chin harshly, darting his fierce demeanor toward him. "You think I'll let you go now? Have I brought you here to let you go?" Being unable to control his anger, Jim punches him harshly. Being amused and careless by the punch of Jim, a long sigh skips his mouth. "You are taking the rivalry to another level. If I lose my love for you, I'll make you regret it hard."

"There's no human to make me regret it; I'm the one who makes others regret who tries to mess with me. Look, how pathetically you're regretting now." "Come to the point?" Jim asks JK, as there's no time for him to waste on him. "How come people like you are smart—rumor?" A sarcastic laugh skips JK's mouth to tease him. "Who manipulated you to cancel all the deals with me?" "I can't tell his name. Even I don't know him personally." His tricky response prickles JK's nerves. "You don't know him personally, but you dare to mess with me for him—so a rumor is always a rumor. I don't know what you're doing in this mafia world." "Stop your nonsense. He tried to snatch my girl; that's why I had to cancel the deals." "Now you're confined by me—what type of mafia are you—always getting kidnapped? Tell me his name and join me again; otherwise, you know me better than anyone else."

His reckless words earn a scoff of disbelief from him. "I'll never do it!" "Then spend your whole life in my underground hell!" Anger rushes into his veins after hearing him. "Let me go; otherwise, I'll destroy your existence!" He grits his teeth in utmost anger. As soon as he indicates his men to take him to the underground, they wall him off from everywhere, making his eyes wide open. No matter how massive the level of Jim's rage is, it's lucid that once he is in JK's dungeon, getting rid of him will be infeasible. Finding no other choice, he decides to give up. "Its—Venomous!" He blurts it out to get rid of him anyhow; otherwise, nobody will ever come to know that his enemy's dungeon is his address before embracing the death that makes JK smirk proudly. "Okay, return this bull to his lover!" This is the worst humiliation Jim has ever received; however, surviving in this Mafia world while cheating on JK is more than playing with fire, and that's why he doesn't want to make the situation worse. To return Jim to his spot, Jk orders his men. They follow him instantly. Jim leaves, but the thing that bothers him is how baseless he became in front of him just because of saving his love, how weak people become because of love.

"I'm not going to be weak. My Rosa, I'll make you weak."

The name Venomous is resonating inside his ear, making his eyes darken. He is brooding in deep thought, while Andrew enters the living room and touches JK's shoulder before sitting beside him.

"I wonder how a man rules the whole mafia world without leaving any clue behind! Even nobody knows anything about him! He's everywhere, but still not visible!" JK says, squinting his eyes at the screen of his laptop, where the letter 'V' is capturing the whole screen with a paragraph of six lines underneath it. "Maybe his brain is as handsome as my handsome face," Andrew utters. JK scoffs in disbelief while listening to Andrew. "I'm discussing something important, so put your dad jokes aside!" "Hey, punk! You dare to give me advice, huh? Keep in mind that nothing is important to me without my handsome face. I'm worldwide handsome, you know. Okay, now tell me what you want to say." With all of his silly words, he genuinely earns a death glare from JK that makes his face freeze. I've got a lot of work to do—you have to pay a special head here in my absence. I'll not be able to come here for a long period of time. I know you are the most responsible person here, so it's all your responsibility now." "I got it, but when are you going? Where are you going? Why are you going?" "In a few days, and the other answers to your questions are, secret, secret."

The sudden sound of the doorbell makes them turn their faces in the direction of the door. The servant opens the door, but with the scene in front of him, Andrew becomes disgusted by twenty-four languages. "Look who's here, international nasty siblings!" Andrew scoffs, "That's why the burn of omen was itching me from the last night." With Jackson and Jenny Lee stepping inside the house, it seems that their presence has taken away all the happiness from his life, based on his expression. Hello, gentlemen, how's everything going on?" Jenny greets them while a contented smile graces her features. "For now, we are okay. How about y'all?" JK says but the expression that is etched on Andrew's face reveals his profound distress. "Sorry, JK, you're mistaken; I'm not okay." Everyone looks at him with concern. "What happened, my brother?" "I was all right, but seeing them here, I'm not safe because they always come here to exaggerate things." JK holds back his laughter as he listens to his nagging this time. The sight of Andrew being badass mafia over a simple issue amazes him; however, Andrew's provocation doesn't bother Jenny and Jackson much because they are used to his nagging as usual. However, it makes Jenny roll her eyes.

"Brother Andrew, you always talk rudely to us," she says in a complaining tone. "Don't call me brother; I'm not your brother. Stay away from me as well as JK." "Andrew, my brother, you are mistaken. It was not my fault." Jackson keeps whining in front of him, trying to make him understand, but Andrew is not someone to listen to others. "You better shut your mouth up. I'm not talking to you." With furrowed lines on his face, Andrew walks for the stairs, leaving them in great shock. With his mouth wide open, Jackson keeps watching him go. "Yah, dumb Jackson, shut your mouth otherwise all the mosquitos will enter your mouth." In the meantime, JK and Jenny leave Jackson alone in the living room, which makes him shocked again.

Jenny doesn't understand why JK has suddenly recalled her, but when he calls her to his room, she does understand that doing something unholy is the reason he has called her immediately. In a few seconds, her mind crosses several questions. Why should it be her? There are lots of more beautiful fish in the pond, and he is someone girls always dream to have beside them. Not thinking anymore, she follows him into his bedroom. Entering the room, JK locks the door from inside, making her heart flutter from inside. She turns to look at him. Should she try to flirt with him or not, because everyone knows how badly she loves his brother, but there's no place in his heart for her? Whatever it is, flirting with Jacob Kyler is challenging, so she sets her mind to winning the challenge.

"I think you missed me a lot." "I'm not that type of person who misses others, and you know it very well." "Then why have you taken me here in your bedroom?" "Because you want me badly." "You are not the type of person to care about what I want." A lace of smirk gets tinted on his face with her smartness. "You are right, but I can give you what you want." She looks at him somewhat hesitantly, not understanding what he wants to do or why he wants to do it.

"You want my brother, right?" She wonders why he is suddenly asking this. "No, I want you!" JK scoffs while listening to her. "Don't try to act smart and fool me because we all know how much you adore him, but grapes are sour." His tone is full of teasing that makes her blood boil inside. "It's all useless now. I've got no feelings for him, and he has a girlfriend." "It doesn't matter; you'll be his one and only queen. I'll make you his wife. I know you still love him." The power of JK isn't unknown to her, but his determination doesn't move her because his brother is no less than him, which makes her wonder why he wants to create more trouble with his brother for her. "Come to the point, how're you going to make him mine?" "It's on me; you don't have to know this; you just have to do as I say; however, if you fail, remember that your game is over." "To get him, you can't imagine to what level I can go." Seeing the determination on her face, he chuckles. "Go, take a rest for a while. I'll let you know everything at the perfect moment."

Melissa is busy in the kitchen making breakfast for her daughter and herself when the sound of the doorbell catches her attention. Leaving the duo of flour that is already going to be mixed with a little portion of yeast, but it gets hindered. Usually, nobody comes into their house at this early hour, which forms ridges between her eyebrows; however, she opens the door hesitantly with some hope of seeing her son, who hasn't visited them for years. Unfortunately, it's not her son but another favorite one, with whose smile her morning gets brightened instantly. "My handsome child, you're here at this early hour? Has she done something messy?" "Good morning, Auntie, but she hasn't done anything wrong this time." He says while flashing her an assuring smile. A sigh of relief leaves her in a state of peace, knowing her mischievous, grown-up child hasn't exaggerated anything to embarrass her.

"Come inside," she indicates, so he follows her inside their house. Henry sits on the sofa, but his mind is searching for someone, which makes Melissa chuckle. "She is sleeping, baby. Wait here; I'm calling her." "Don't bother, but I'm here to talk with you, have breakfast with you, and take something precious from you. Can you please afford some time for your son?" "Hey, why not? My son is asking something for the first time; how can I deny my lovely Henry? I'll give you everything I can afford to give you." Holding her hand softly, he pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath, before uttering the words he has been rehearsing in his mind.

"Auntie, can you give me your most precious Rosalia?" He says, "I love her a lot. Believe me, I'll never hurt her. I'll give your daughter all the happiness in the world. I want to marry her and call you mom forever." A big, contented smile appears on her face as she takes in the warmth of his words.

"Baby, why didn't you tell me earlier that you love my daughter? Definitely, I'll give my Rosalia to my lovely son." A cheerful smile of elation spreads across his face, his heart full of joy and gratitude. "Thanks a lot." He says while placing an affectionate kiss on her forehead. "Can I meet your daughter?" "Sure, you can," she says. "I'm going to make breakfast for us, so come downstairs on time." He ascends the stairs to Rosalia's bedroom after giving her a nod of agreement. She is sleeping very randomly, but still, it seems as if her personality is touching his heart every moment. "I don't know how a person can be so beautiful!" She is so innocent in her sleeping state that he can't resist planting a soft kiss on her forehead, but she doesn't flinch. Even after he tries to rouse her by spreading some splashes of water, she remains in her sound sleep; her eyes are closed, and her breathing is steady. Despite his doubts that she can sleep through anything, he pours a full glass of water on her face, and she wakes up instantly. By the sudden sensation of chill with water on her face, she opens her eyes instantly, never expecting the rude awakening from Henry, but what is in front of her frightens the sh*t out of her and makes her scream louder than ever. It's Henry who's on top of her, making a weird face to scare her. Seeing her getting scared, he starts to laugh at her. Meanwhile, poor Rosalia never thought she would wake up in the morning and become a clown.

"Yah, Henry, I'm going to kill you today! It's already given me a heart attack, you bad boy!" "I've tried a lot to wake you up, but you haven't bothered to open your eyes, which is why I had to do it." Rosalia tries to punish him by holding his ear. Henry starts to run here and there in the room, so she can't grab him, but she is not going to give up until she gives him what he deserves. After lots of struggle, her attempts at grabbing him succeed, so she pulls him by the ear. "Will you do it again, huh?" "Ahhhh, Rosa, it's hurting. I'll not do it again." The room gets filled with their chaos in no time, which is easily comprehensible to her mother what's going on upstairs. She quickly comes upstairs after hearing their chaos. "Yah, you two, what are you doing?" "Auntie, your daughter, my would-be wife, is beating me up." Though it is obvious that his heart isn't in it, he makes an effort to portray a hurt expression on his face. With a quick motion, her mother snatches her by the ear. "Aiiiiii, Mommy, it's hurting." "Say sorry to him," Henry smirks seeing her expression. "I'm sorry, Henry." Her mom let go of her ear instantly but Rosalia starts to whin looking at them. "Mom, you always love him more than me." "Cause she is my mom, not yours." "I love you all. Okay, stop quarreling and come to have breakfast." Melissa goes downstairs leaving them again but the situation is calm, not fierce like before. They exchange glances at each other. "I haven't expected you this morning," she says, "You are the same man from tomorrow, right?" "Yeah," he chuckles. In a moment, the emotions between them rise to their peaks that make them silent. A blush of shyness tints over her face realizing how messy her situation is in front of him right now. To overcome the embarrassing situation, Rosalia heads towards the washroom to perform her morning routine instantly. The ripple of water gently washes her face, feeling the droplets trickle down her skin. Rosalia then proceeds to brush her teeth, feeling the minty freshness permeate her mouth. Next, her attempt takes a long, soothing shower, feeling the warm water wraps around her body, washing away all her sleepiness. Drying herself off and dressing up for the day ahead; finally, feeling refreshed by the morning bath with slow steps the girl of Henry's dream comes out of the washroom. She makes her way to him who's deep in thought that makes her frown at what's going on in his mind that the moon gets covered with sadness. It's not like he is not aware of the clash between her and Jacob, maybe this is the reason for his sadness so she tries to lighten up his mood instantly.

"Henry, I have good news!" She exclaims excitedly. He lifts his face toward her. "What's it?" "You know that Jacob Kyler isn't disturbing me anymore. I was really afraid at first, but now I'm not afraid anymore. We will be able to get married happily now." "Yeah, we can." He smiles, looking at her.

While having breakfast, all of them get caught up in the thought of their marriage. "I want to arrange the marriage ceremony somewhere else rather than DC." The mother and daughter get confused listening to him. "But what about the guests?" "I'll manage everything, don't worry." Seeing her confused expression, he holds her hand trying to assure her. When Melissa leaves them alone, he decides to clear her confusion. "Is it because of Jacob?"