Cristian, walking by in the living space for grabbing himself a glass of water, that's when his eyes laid on the files lying on the table in the common space, thinking of something important about business, he instantly pulled it towards, and initiated to go through, might be something about Mafia or against Russian, he believed.
He grimace at the realisation that his old friend has become the mafia, as his life was being investigated secretly. Knowing the person who would do it, he yelled, "DANIELE?"
Getting throbbed by the actions of his son, his blood boiled almost at the verge of the outcome on him.
"Yes, boss?" Kaden appeared with a worried expression over his face.
"Where is Daniele?" he spoke politely with him, coming down to the realisation that he shouldn't be the one to bear the anger.
"He went out with Mark, for some business!"
he explained about the whereabouts, thats when he pressed his lips into the thin line and wrinkled his face as the annoyance was clearly reflected on his front.
"Alright, ask him to come fast here," he passed the order for Kaden and instantly without delaying any minute, he dialled the contact him.
Bringing the phone near, he spoke
"Boss, sir is asking for you right now," his voice dropped in the silence.
"Alright!"
"What?"
"He said, they are on their way to here," he justified and again stood as one of the slaves of the mafias.
Cristian nodded.
"Bring me coffee," he added while getting perched on the sofa with crossed legs and handing the same file, having an urge to go through, he turned on the page.
He sniggers at the behaviour of his son, comprehending that he couldn't confide his dad over something, while he was occupied with the information he governed to get by his ways, Daniele's boots clomping heavily on the floorboards, marking his presence in the mansion and withdrawing the attention of Cristian.
"There you come, biggest mafia," Cristian taunted at the threw the file, the same way he threw it before, as if useless.
While Daniele's eyes commemorated the actions of his dad, throwing out the file he went through earlier and might be by now he would have reckoned the reason why he was implored to appear here.
Rolling his eyes, he kept both of his hands on either side of his torso, showing the mafias vibes in front of the one who made him capable for this day.
"What happened?" he coldly muttered, making his dad turn over the direction while eyeing the ground for the whole time.
"What was the need for that information, son?"
he spoke politely with him, not yearning for something bad to transpire between them, keeping the grounds of someone who would have never become the topic of their discussion. Danielle curved his lips for speaking while escaping the moan from his mouth.
"You can't trust him," he said while grabbing the file and taunting in his direction.
"Oh, of course, but was there any need of someone personal details, you could simply ask me,"
"Dad, do not exaggerate,"
"I'm not, but before doubting him again, come to me first, clear?"
At this point, Daniele gritted his teeth with the thought of letting someone command him for something that he wasn't supposed to.
"I won't trust anyone, even not someone I love," he said and before Cristian could pay attention to the tone and words he uttered, he rushed away from the common space.
"MIND ME!" Cristian yelled and out of frustration and the behaviour of his son pissed him off more.
"Kaden, tell me instantly if he does something with the issue of Seo-Jin," he again ordered him, while Kaden passed him the mug of coffee.
"Yes, sir!"
"He is testing my patience, he should be aware that because of me, he is capable of being called the biggest mafia, such a pathetic son I have raised, not knowing how to talk with me," he let out the hurtful emotions.
"He was scared that he would betray you, that's why-"
"I'm not a kid and I can doubt anyone else for stabbing me at the back but him never in my life," he defended the friendship of years, that was still alive in the hearts of two.
"I will inform you," Kaden said and with that, he left the living area for good.
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~Sung-Ho's POV~
"Congratulations, my buddy," Justin embraced me into the tight hug, while I laughed at his behaviour.
"Thank you!"
"I was sure that you would win the awards, and see you did," he added, and I pulled away as it became difficult to breathe being wrapped in the arms of.
"Alright, now let go of me, I can't breathe," I whispered and the next moment he unwrapped the arms.
"Congratulations Sung-Ho, Jin-Ae would be so happy to know this-,
"shh," I saw Justin hitting the arms of Min, who might be wanting me not to come across her name.
Blinking at times, I peeped at their expression as the sadness waved in a similar direction, realising that I haven't informed them about the reunion of us in South Korea.
Internally smirking, I jerked the phone from the couch and dialled the contact her, wanting them to see with the shocking expression on their face.
Peeking at them, swallowing the coffee in the awkward silence meanwhile, I grabbed the seat beside them, in addition, tapped on the speaker on the screen.
"He-"
"Baby, I'm so happy for you, congratulations to you, I love you so much," her tone described that how happy she was, while I peeped at them, glancing at me with the wide eyes, it became hard to hold onto the laughter, eyeing their expression.
"Thank you, I wish you could be here," I spoke, trying to pretend in front of them.
"That's unfortunate of me, but don't worry might be I will surprise you someday," she uttered and then our talks were interrupted by him.
"I HATE YOU BOTH, YOU DIDN'T TELL ME THAT YOU GUYS ARE TOGETHER, SISTER-IN-LAW, YOU TOO?" his baby tone made both of us, losing some chuckles in the space.
Defending the boyfriend, Min also spoke up, "Seriously, we tried to make things work out for you guys and when it happened I guess we were left out by you two," stroking the biceps of her boyfriend, she continuously glanced at the screen, needing to hear the justification of Jin-Ae.
"I'm sorry but got busy with something so that's why I couldn't, but I will make it up for you guys one day," Jin-Ae justified herself and then their sights travelled to me.
I moaned
"I'm sorry guys, I couldn't tell you because it was hard to tell you when the bad happening bothered me-'
" No issue, let it go. I'm happy that you are happy together and always stays, no one can separate you guys," Min's blessing delighted both of us.
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~Daniele's POV ~
"I would be the nightmare that would ever happen to you, the evildoer in your love story," I uttered with the hint of annoyance in tone, considering that Eleonora was the mastermind behind the happening in the club that night.
Following the stairs, I immigrated to the cell with Mark, wanting to gather as much as information from that bastard because now I couldn't stay at peace, recognising the tricks those Russians tinkered against me.
"Mark," I said and directed him to begin the torture, and he nodded while doing the sleeves to the elbow and grabbed the tool in his hands, walking in the direction of him while I sipped the tea with crossed legs, waiting for the entertainment.
Peeping at the knife in his hand, I smirked and saw the nip of the knife, travelling down to his private part, trying to guess the actions of Mark, I chuckled.
"You can set free but before either tolerate the torture or pass the secrets of Marco and Eleonora," Mark uttered while pointing the tip of the knife on the chin, needing him to connect the sights.
Whereas feeling proud of Mark, I smirked but soon that smirk disappeared when the laughs of that asshole dropped in the atmosphere.
"If you feel good then I would say it a thousand times for you," he paused before finishing off the phrase and glanced at me.
"....that your efforts are all in vain, it would better if you just kill me," as he spoke, soon the gaze of them followed the sound of my laughter.
"Such a loyal man, you are, but I guess it won't be of any use when you will lose your most beloved wife by the hands of my man," I said and went closer to him, trying to take a clear glance of his expression of fear.
"Wha-t are you talking about?" his voice was shaken at the mention of his wife, and I wouldn't harm her because I could understand the suffering when someone's love was being indulged with something out of their world. Remembering the past, the pictures of my girlfriend flashed back, when she was killed in front of me, by the Russians, at that, I couldn't do anything, rehearsing the moment, I still feel scared that if I would love someone in the front I would lose her, so I decided not to harm his wife physically.
"Don't you know that? I guess your wife is pregnant with your first child," I said and jerked the knife from his hands.
"Don't hurt her, she has nothing to do with us," he spoke.
I smiled.
"Then disclose the secrets of them, and I promise I won't hurt her," I let out and seated on the chair, and waited for his decision.
"What about me? Will you set me free?" he asked and soon some giggles escaped from my way.
"What?"
"If I tell you, will you set us free?" he let out.
"Depends on what you say?"
"Then protect your sister if you can," he whispered and at the mention of that, my whole being shivered and straightened the back.
"Be straight," I warned him.
"I guess your sister is completing her college, so might be someday they would do the same as mafias do with others women, " he uttered
and my nervousness heightened for the same reason, her protection was the biggest concern of me, but when his words dropped into the ears, it warned me to protect her.
"Listen carefully," I said to him.
"I don't like risks so if you want to run free from here then there is only one way?" I said considering that I would still need his help in the future with the deepest secrets of the two.
"How?"
"Work for me, because setting you free would be dangerous," I said while nipping the sharpness of the knife in hand.
"What do you mean?"
"Simple, that if you want to escape then I guess it's better to work for me than risking the lives of three," I said and soon he struggled to understand what I meant.
"Alright, I will but I want my wife protection," he said.
I nodded.
"Sure!" I couldn't trust him but for planning against Russians I needed him.
"Done!" I added
However, the moment I stood up, his utterances stopped me from walking away.
"I have a personal grudge with Russians," he added, in addition, connected gazes with mine.
"What?" I muttered
"They killed my parents when we couldn't pay off the debts,"
"That's great, then let's join hands together but remember one wrong move and your future family in heaven,"
He nodded and then I instructed Mark to free him from the grip and do what was needed.
I smirked while recognising the words of, being a loyal person he would be of great help.
Thinking of his words, j remembered about Victoria, therefore, I walked towards her room.
"Victoria?" I knocked on the door, paused for her to unlock the doors.
"Coming brother," she said.
"Come!" she muttered and I entered the room.
"Brother, you came at the right time," she mumbled and I wrinkled the brows eyeing her hesitation.
"What is it?"
"Actually I want to participate in the upcoming competition singing in the University,"
"And?"
"So, the competition is happening in another city of Italy and-"
"No, Victoria you know I am very concerned about your protection and I don't care about that competition but your protection is my priority," knowing that my words would hurt her however the words of that man was dominating my senses that I couldn't see anything before her safety.
"I want to"
"Victoria, no means no, clear?" I said with a warning tone. With that, I walked away from her room, watching her all sad, breaking my heart however it couldn't be helped considering the presence of Marco in Italy.