Chapter 3 Number 2

Daemon

Present Day

Katrina Was the definition of real beauty, her skin felt so soft when she shook my hand and even though it was for a split second, it still felt wrong for me to take her.

She was innocent too, just like her.

But Ivan Russo didn't care if she was innocent or not and I have to do the same if I want to take my revenge.

Katrina is just a means to an end. Collateral damage, that's what she was.

Someone who will face the consequences of her father's actions and in the end, we all know that the children will always pay for their father's sins.

I'm the only person who understood that by now because my daughter paid for my sins after all but she did in the worst way possible.

In Memory of Leona and Anna Ditio.

That was what my mother saw was fit to be written on their memorial, my wife and daughter.

Both were killed by Russo's men around eighteen years ago, Leona was trying to protect our two-month-old daughter from the bullets when she was shot in the back, she fell forward, right on top of Anna.

She suffocated and died not long after Leona. Russo was generous enough to not touch their bodies for me to bury them.

And ever since I've been waiting, at that time Katrina wasn't even born yet Ivan had already sealed her fate that day.

I've been waiting to get revenge for eighteen years, I grew stronger with each day because back then I was naive.

I thought that I could get what my parents had and I did, for two years but they were enough to feed the hunger for the vengeance that was burning me from the inside out.

Today was the day. I will take the most precious thing Ivan ever had... his daughters.

Katrina might have thought that I would be mad or grumpy about her having her sister around but on the contrary, she gave me double leverage over her father and she doesn't even know it.

For a full year, I didn't bother to visit Katrina or see how she was doing but I did bother about putting men to watch her, to make sure that she doesn't give something that belonged to me for someone else.

Not that I cared that much about popping her cherry, after Leona, all the sex that I had was just to let out my frustration and that was not going to change because I'll get married because I sure as hell wouldn't want to sleep with the daughter of my enemy.

She's just a means to an end.

I readjusted my bowtie just as someone knocked on the door of my suite but I didn't bother moving because I knew one of the guards was going to get it, they knew better to not make me do anything myself.

Heels clicking. It's either my mom or my sister but the best guess is that this person is...

"I always told your father that you were more handsome than him." I chuckled softly, my mother always had a good way of complimenting people and especially her children.

Which was what made this marriage even harder for me because she thought that I was getting married because I loved someone again and thank god she doesn't know the truth otherwise she would probably not look at my face again.

My parents had a marriage similar to this upcoming one, differences were that it wasn't for revenge plus they overcame everything and loved each other but I would never fall for this woman.

"Don't tell that to Enzo, he won't appreciate it." Speak of the devil and he appears, I saw my brother entering the suite with Sera--our sister-- and her elbow was intertwined with his.

She looked like the princess she is. Her black locks loose around her shoulders, her blue eyes which she inherited from our father, were standing out due to what I supposed is called eyeshadow above her eyes.

She chose to wear a black dress as well, making it look like she's going to a funeral, not a wedding. Well at least for them it's a wedding but for me and Katrina, it's probably a funeral.

Enzo, who had brown hair and blue eyes like our father, came to my side and placed his hand on my shoulder assuringly and I braced myself for a sarcastic comment because Enzo wouldn't be Enzo without sarcasm.

"Are you sure I can't trade places, your soon to be wife is good looking and you're kind of too old for her." I flipped him off by giving him my middle finger without mom noticing, if she saw I would have been having a full lesson about manners by now.

"Enzo, don't be rude to your brother." The warning tone was in mom's voice which made Enzo slowly back away with his arm up in the air in surrender but the stupid smirk was still there.

"I'm really happy for you, brother." Sera pulled me in a tight hug, giving me no time to react but I still placed one arm around her waist and pulled her closer to me.

For a very long time, Sera stayed with me at my mansion to help me through my loss and maybe try to drive my grief and sadness away but at that time, no force in the world could've been able to do that.

But maybe her childlike energy gave me some strength because her way of showing love was beautiful in the purest way possible.

Serafina Ditio was the light in the dark for me after Leona and Anna passed away and I'll always be grateful for that.

"I'm happy for me too." I said while pulling back and I wasn't lying because I was happy. Happy that I will finally get revenge for my wife and child after all these years.

"Sorry to ruin the moment but Dad says we need to be with the guests until the ceremony starts." Fucking hate public events. They are filled with fake smiles and compliments that are never true that a punch of fuckers say to earn my respect ever since Dad retired and I took his place.

"Let's go then." I gestured for everyone in the room to the door and followed them to the ball where the ceremony was going to happen, ever since my little family died, we refused to attend churches, they were always a reminder.

The ball was glowing with the lights that were everywhere and without thinking twice I elbowed Enzo who was walking beside me and he immediately let out a grunt but this time it was Sera who elbowed him so he would keep his voice down.

He glared at both of us after he straightened and I simply gave him a shrug then was forced to turn to one of the men we do business with, who started talking about stuff that I didn't give two shits about.

But what caught my attention was what someone was saying behind me, a woman to be specific.

"Natalya, what is going on with you? I never thought you'd be this happy about Katrina getting married." I took a glass of champagne and settled on the table ahead of them, seamlessly eavesdropping on their conversation. They were talking about my soon to be wife after all.

"Are you kidding? I'm finally getting rid of the brat Katrina and the seated girl as well. Two birds with one stone and then I'll have Ivan all to myself." Well isn't that the act of a well-trained witch? Looks like the universe gave Ivan a punishment in the form of a human.

"I didn't think you were serious when you said that you'll make him hate his daughters, why would you do that?" The other woman whose name is still not mentioned asked and disbelief was all over her voice.

"Because I have a son to care for and if he still loves them then he would never care for Nikolay as he should." Sorry, did I say in the form of a human before? I should've said in the form of a snake.

But now I'm questioning something else.

My point was to destroy Ivan's daughter so he would bow down to me so that he would break but now I'm not sure if I'm destroying her or saving her?