Chapter 1 { The target's daughter arrival }

SICILY~ITALY .

^SHOOTING RANGE^

The incessant shooting sounds could be heard, so as some birds chirping around the sky, flying helter skelter as bullet ran through them, killing some, missing some.

On the field, stood a tall, hefty man, his masculine tattooed arms stood out from the armless he puts on, he held a M16 riffle, which he was using to gun down the birds. From the strong aura emitting from him, you could have known he's not just an ordinary figure.

Of course he's not.

He's FLAVIO CASTILLO, the rumoured gentlest devil you could ever come across.

Shocked right?

How can a devil be gentle?

You'll probably be thinking.

Yeah a devil can be gentle as long as you don't step on his wrong foot.

Do that, then you'll know why he's called a DEVIL.

He's the Don of the DARK SOULS.

The most feared in the clan.

As he continues in his shooting, a tall lanky man about his height walk over to him, holding a phone.

On his neck, lies a spider drawing.

A person who do not look well, would have slapped his neck to kill it not knowing it's just a tattoo.

He goes by Whiskey, he's the underboss to the clan and also the closest to Don Flavio.

The mob sees him as the fool who only cleans up after Flavio, but those close to him only know just how dangerous he could be.

"Don, Asshat is on the line" He reported on getting to Flavio.

Don Flavio stopped shooting and Whiskey place the phone on his ear.

"Speak" His flinty, but hoarse voice says.

"The target's daughter is coming home from the Philippines by tomorrow. It's confirmed" A thick feminine voice reported from the other end of the line.

"Got it" Don Flavio replied and Whiskey withdraw the phone from his ear ending the call.

"Be prepared, the blood day has finally been set" Don Flavio says, cocking the M16 riffle.

"Yes Don" Whiskey bowed and Don Flavio resumed to his shooting, this time more fierce than before, shooting down the birds with no mercy, the corner of his lips curling up in a sinister smile.

^NEXT DAY^ AIRPORT.

A pair of slender legs in red boots makes her way among the crowd of people walking about in the airport with her luggage. It was an average height lady, dressed in a mini floral gown, dark shades cascading her eyes, her lips painted in dark red. You could mistake her a model, at how mesmerizing she looks.

She then stops, dipping her hand into her hand bag, bringing out her phone. A pretty smile spread on her lips as she dials a number, Just at the second ring, the call got connected and a masculine deep voice echoes out to her hearing.

"Hello baby doll" Her smile grew wider as she hears his voice, the voice that makes her heart go haywire everytime she hears it.

"I'm at the airport, come pick me up" She said trying to compose her excitement, there was silence for some moments and she was forced to furrow her brows.

"Hello Max are you sti_"

"Give me some minutes, I'll be there" The voice said cutly and ends the call.

"I...wait hel_" She withdraw the phone from her ear to see it already disconnected.

"What the heck...he hanged up already" She frowns slightly, then sighs her mind going back to what her best friend told her back when she was still in the Philippines.

"I think you're rushing too much into things Kez, you should have a rethink, you just finished your college not quite long, you are talented and industrious, this is a time for you to focus on your work and establish yourself, not for you to chase some guy around" Anya, her Filipino friend said to keziah who was busy arranging her clothes in the suitcase.

"Listen Anya, this is me establishing myself. Whatever business I wanna do I can always start over there in Italy... with my husband" She said with an eye roll, finding Anya's words a little annoying.

"Your husband? You haven't even met in face to face, you've only seen him in pictures and video calls?"

"There's no much different"

"Seriously??" Anya threw her arms in the air, standing from the bed she's sitting.

"Nothing I say is gonna change your mind, innit? There! You're determined and decided already! But don't say I didn't warn you Kez, your love isn't going the right way at all. You don't just submit yourself to a man you don't know a damn about! Believe me bestie, you're ruining yourself for the wrong person. I clearly warned you!" Anya stated, walking out of the room.

"No matter what you say I'll protect my love and you'll be my bridesmaid for the wedding!!!" Keziah yelled after her as she left.

"Ugh!!" She heaves out a deep sigh, slumping on the bed. Truly as Anya has stated, she has never meet this fiance of hers face to face.

She could still remember the very day her father suddenly ring her up telling her of her fiance she never knew she was betrothed to.

Like any other sane ladies she would have totally disagreed of this but on seeing a mere picture of him, she fell.

Like she totally fell and she finds no reason for not accepting him as her future husband.

Throughout the months they've been together, they've only talk on calls and video calls, Maximo has never once come to visit her with the excuse of how busy he is managing his company.

To her knowledge, he owns a construction company.

A pretty good job she approves of.

He's just the perfect guy she'll ever want to her, she just doesn't get why Anya never like the idea of him.

Not even for a moment.

"We've been dating for nine months already... that's long enough to birth a child...how dare she says I don't know a damn about him? Nobody can know my Maximo like I do...nobody" She mumbles to herself.

FLASHBACK ENDS...

"I'm gonna get married, and start afresh. I'm never gonna regret my decision...never" She let out a deep breath then proceeded walking out of the airport.