Intruder in His Own House

"I will make you pay for what your father did to us!" He threatened as he laughed devilishly.

The next thing I knew, I heard a loud bang of a gun and my sister was now laying on top of me full of blood and with a hole on her forehead. I couldn't move and I couldn't utter even a single word as I felt her heaviness so I just closed my eyes expecting that I would be next. But to my surprise, the guy just stared at our body as victory showed all over his face.

He left our house laughing and humming a song as he rolled his gun on his one finger. At a young age, I was thankful that the gunman were stupid, stupid enough to not check if I'm alive or not.

When I regained my senses, I slowly moved my sister as I tried to pull myself away from her. I was still crying heavily the moment I managed to sit up straight beside her. I wailed in tears as I stared into Rhianne's dead and pale body… her eyes were open. I felt really useless seeing her like that. I caress her cheeks softly as I cry even harder. Now that she's gone… What would happen to me now? How will I survive in this cruel world? I asked myself. I bent down and embraced her one more time and whispered to her ears… 'I will give you justice Rhianne! I'll take revenge no matter what! I'll kill him with my own hands.' I cried and cried until there were no more tears left.

After a few hours, the police arrived. They took me and Rhianne to the nearest hospital. I was in a state of shock. But that didn't stop the police officer from interrogating me and asked about what happened and if I happened to see the killer's face… I shook my head in response.

I was too young back then to know about how I am supposed to settle things out. The case was under trial for a year but was rejected as we don't have clear evidence. I was brought to a different orphanage as I don't have a guardian anymore. There was also a time when my uncle took me from the orphanage. I felt relieved thinking that I now have someone with me… with real blood as mine.

I was then eventually dismayed by my uncle… he only took me because of the money that was left by my mother and he even sold our house.

Later on, I was still living at my uncle's home...our family's lawyer called me and told me that Rhianne had talked to him. Before that tragedy happened. She left me this apartment that was owned by her and her savings account that I made used on investing in Mika's company. I had also started my own investigation and started looking for that devil person who killed my sister.

I snapped out of my senses when I suddenly heard someone calling my name.

"Hey! My lady...Hey! Miss Rayzel!" Oliver called out behind me. I jolted as I automatically wiped out the little tears on my cheeks.

"Oh! Wait, I'm almost done. Have you caught the person behind the shadow that you told me?" I asked not to let him see my face as I proceeded to pack my things.

"Tsk! I lost it!" He replied frustratedly.

"Let's go." I said as I pulled my suitcase. He then took it from and headed first to the car. I stared into my apartment for a few minutes and let out a sigh before I hopped in the car.

As we drove our way to Scott's mansion, I noticed that Oliver stayed alert. He was focused on driving but at the same time he kept looking at the rear view and side mirrors from time to time.

I just kept quiet as I thought that maybe it is how the Mafia's world works, they couldn't let themselves be at ease even for just a second. Something might happen in that single second they missed.

When we arrived, a man in his 50s welcomed me towards the door and took my suitcase. He had some signs of an older person… most of his hairs were already gray and evident wrinkles on his face.

"Welcome back, Miss Rayzel." He greeted and smiled at me. "My name is Mang Jose, I am the butler. Let me lead you to your room." He added in a very respectful tone of voice as and guided me upstairs.

I just looked at him and nodded in return without saying a word. I don't want to act sarcastic in front of the old man. Then I followed his way.

There were three black doors located on the second floor of the house. The size of the door at the center was bigger than the other two on its side… one door was just right beside the big door that I'm guessing is the Master bedroom and the other door was a few meters away. The overall floor looks manly, it really had something to do with the owner of this house.

Mang Jose stopped at the door beside the Master bedroom and opened it for me.

"This will be your room, Miss Rayzel for the time being." He uttered as he moved his hand midway to the air. "The next room next to you is Lord Scott's bedroom." He added and smiled as he pointed at the huge door direction.

My jaw dropped as I heard it from Mang Jose… though I was already anticipating it just a while ago, but still I just can't seem to stay in a room where it's beside his.

"This house is too huge, doesn't it have another room away from his?" I asked out blankly. "Perhaps I can stay in that room over there." I added as I pointed my finger hesitantly towards the other room that is meters away.

"Ahmm...this is an order from Lord Scott, Miss Rayzel." The old man replied reluctantly as he scratched the back of his neck.

I let out a deep sigh and give in as I don't think I have another choice either. I'm only living in another person's house and I don't have a say… I know everyone here is following rules and are scared enough to make even a single mistake.

I then proceeded to the room. I was surprised to see the inside of the room as I entered. The inside was also huge and feminized. The wall was colored rose gold pink and a few touches of white. The white queen size bed has rose gold pillows and blankets with embroidered flowers on it. There's a side cabinet and a small coffee table near the window.

I'm really not into girly stuff but this room design is cuter than I expected. He must have thought that I was still into this kind of stuff. I'm overwhelmed by the thought of him still thinking that I am the same girl he once knew… from the past.

I didn't notice that Mang Jose is not around anymore… I was too occupied. I lay down on the bed as I roamed my eyes all over the room again. When I felt contented with my relaxing moment, I decided to take a shower before I went to sleep.

While I was in the shower, I suddenly heard a noise outside. I move quickly and just let the shower on as I put my bathrobe on...I then looked around the bathroom to find something I can grab and use to hit… if someone is in my room.

The first thing that my eyes landed into was my slippers, so I immediately grabbed it and prepared myself to hit someone with my slippers as my weapon. I know I am being silly right now, duuhhh! Can this even help me put down a butterfly? I laughed at myself.

I tiptoe towards the door as I open it slowly, enough to not make a sound and to not catch the attention of the intruder. I was ready to hit the unknown person's back as he was facing the opposite direction from my shower room when he felt my presence. My room was dimmed as I don't want too much light.

"Who are you!?" I asked with hostility as he slowly moved his body to face me. My hands were on my shoulder holding the slippers that I am about to throw into him. But before he could even answer I released the slipper in my hand hitting his face… my eyes widened upon seeing the face of the man in front of me. He was able to catch my slippers as he flustered a smirk in his face and groaned afterwards. It was Scott.

"Easy there baby! It's just me." He said winking at me as his eyes went from my face down to my toes and went up again and stopped right into my chest area.