PART II: THE VILLAINS Chapter 25

Carlo's POV

"Ladies and gentlemen. I would like to thank you for attending this gathering which marks a very important day for my girls and boys," Just that one sentence is enough to make other people in the crowd look away.

Some of the richest and most influential yet cruel people are here. And that is what I love the most. They want to keep their image and this gathering is one thing they can't escape if they want that to happen, even if they despise it.

"They have worked so hard to be here. Please, a round of applause for them!" Anyone would notice who the parents of these kids are. Their faces were bright, their claps were louder and most of them have probably worn the clothes that they wear only when there is such an important event like this.

But that is what I am here for. To support those no one is willing to support. I hate exams. I hate the fact that the whole world has accepted a single piece of paper to be the decider of one's life and destiny, which is why they are perfect and deserving of my scholarship. I want the world to stop thinking of this system and be more practical.

"I was there, just like you. I was called a failure several times. But I realized a winner is a loser who decided to try one more time. So do not worry if you lose. Simply get up from where you are and do it one more time."

The look that my mother-in-law keeps giving me sends chills down my spine. The truth is I will never get used to her evil looks. I wonder how my wife was able to bear with them this whole time.

After the speech, I go to my pals who were also on the stage. Fifty of them to be exact. They excitedly smile and get up from their seats, "You were cool out there Mr Carlos!" one of them says.

"Oh really, are you sure it wasn't because of my looks?"

"Come to think of it, that counts too!" Another guy jokes. His nails are always painted red and so are his lips. Anyone would mistake him for a girl. His makeup designs are always insane. Why would a person like him need the school's approval?

"I still wonder how his bitch of a wife ended up with a sweet angel like him!" Another one murmurs, enough for me to hear. Her eyes go wide and everyone's eyes look anywhere but my face. Is that what all of them think about my wife and me? That I am the victim and she is the bitch?

"Oh! Have a good time, this is your day." I smile. At least I try before attending to other matters. Come to think of it, I am the innocent man in our little story. I like that people think of it that way. Why? Because I truly am the innocent one.

My deep glorious thoughts are interrupted when My mother in law snaps her fingers like a witch in the desert. Good hell! "What Regina?!"

"So this is the decision you will keep on making for the next couple of years?" There she goes again. Anyone would roll his eyes if they were me.

"What explanation would you like to hear Regina?!"

"You are dooming the future of our education Carlos! How do you think people are going to become professionals if they are not getting good grades? God's people are always smart, you have decided to ignore them and take these little devils." Her glares are usually enough to make my hot blood cold I swear.

"Regina! Don't you dare say that word again because this is my money and I do whatever I want with it!"

"You know that is not true! That money belongs to my daughter and you are using it like it is yours, denying her the right to do so!"

"Then why can't she be the one coming to the office and run all the matters by herself instead of going somewhere and cheating on me?"

"She... she did it again?" A sigh of disbelief comes out when she hears that.

"You promised you would take care of her behaviour but look! Her behaviour is like her skin. It will never change!"

She furrows with her dark glaring eyes staring at the, I don't know what, behind me, "Where is she now?" She looks at me.

"My men just brought her home," I sigh.

"I will go check on her. That daughter of mine is becoming more and more of a prostitute as we go!" She walks out of the room, "I should have punished her when I had a chance to," She murmurs before slamming the door behind her.

I still wonder what kind of punishment she has just referred to because I wouldn't do anything to my daughter what she did to her that day. My wife was like an egg and Regina being her, walked all over it over and over again.

Regina's POV

My heart was about to explode the moment I found out what a humiliation my daughter has once again become. When and where did I do wrong in raising her? Unlike her sister, She keeps trembling at the feet of men, all except for her husband.

It kills me because people are forced to do this wife duty every day. They pray to get out of those messy events and memories. But my daughter looks for them. She finds pleasure in sinning against God and her own husband. My heart aches at that thought, that insane fact.

I didn't even notice that I was already outside her door, this little wench! If there is one thing I must make sure I do before I die, that is to make her faithful to her husband. That is the only mercy I can show her.

I push the door open, exposing her sexy little figure in full white clothes on the bed, opening her eyes at the sound of the door. She tilts her head and gasps the moment she registers my face, "Mother,"

"You little prostitute," I slap her hard. She looks away.

"Good day to you Mother," She swallows her saliva, her hand still on her burning cheek.

"How can it be good when you have more and more in that little store of yours to embarrass me like you always do? Tell me, Anahi, what did I do wrong in raising you? You keep sinning against God all because of what? That little figure that you inherited from me? Is that why every guy is attracted to you and you repeatedly fail to resist them, huh?!"

"Mother! Stop it. I am not a prostitute and I did not ask you to choose a husband for me, simply because he kissed me first!"

"Oh, Oh goodness gracious!" She succeeds in making the temperature of the room unbearable, what a disbelief! " So you wanted to marry that good-for-nothing brother of your husband? He ruined your life Anahi for goodness sake,"

"And you ruined our lives, my life, your daughter's life, and without any shame, you claim to do it in the name of God! I seriously hope Satan is waiting for you in hell because he is the one you have been serving this whole time!"

This girl, my heart keeps breaking because of her. My heart feels heavy now. If only I removed the needle in the beginning when it was still not that deep, I would have saved her the easy way. But I let her embrace it. That needle has gone too deep and removing it will be painful for both of us.

I can't let her go to hell. Those sinful behaviours need to stop. I didn't even know that my eyes were filled with tears until she looked me in the eyes,

"Mother?"

"I am so sorry my dear," I sob, wiping away the tears on my face, "But you need to be taught a lesson. You need to stop this. I don't care if you hate me after this, as long as my purpose is fulfilled.

"What do you mean now Mother?"

"Steve!" My guy immediately opens the door,

"Yes, ma'am?"

"Take her to the warehouse,"

"What?" Her chest pants at the words, "Mother you can't take me to the warehouse. I am your daughter,"

My heart breaks when my men come and take her, one of them clamps his hand on her nose and she falls asleep, "Lock her up," I look at Steve, "No one is to know about this, not even Carlos,"

Lord, forgive me. I promise I will not fail you again.