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The Full Half Of You.

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Flashy Cars and Blazing Guns, paired with a man who looked like he was crafted by Greek gods, that is Lorenzo De Lucas' very being, any woman would be lucky to have him. Yet in eyes of Yelena Petrova, she sees him no more than an eccentric. He supposedly loves her, so much so that he would go to extreme lengths, illegal lengths, to keep her by his side. Yet after all this Yelena despises him. Or does she? If nothing else it is abundantly clear that there is more to their story than what meets the eye. What will be uncovered in this twisted game of love and hate, peace and war?
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Chapter 1 - YELENA

'It isn't that simple amore mio, I can give you any and everything you ask for, except all of me, that includes my heart and my soul'

'Why?'

'Because half of me has already been tainted by the devil'

'Then give me the other half; Give me the full half of you'

YELENA

I had that weird dream again...I wonder what it means...

Just as I was pondering about the contents of my dream, I heard the phone ring...

"Petrova Events, this is Yelena speaking, how can I be of assistance to you?" Answering from the other end my PA and best friend for 7 years straight Anastasia spoke. 

"Morning El, just a quick brief on your schedule for today." 

"So you have a meeting with Mrs. Allen concerning the theme of her baby shower at 9am, after that you have the tea and coffee brunch with Harris & Jules Ltd, over this brunch you will be the discussing the necessary amount and means if payment for their companies 60th anniversary gala at 11:30, you will then have to attend the said gala at 1pm, then at 4pm, you are scheduled for a meeting with with Mr. Luca, th-"

"Who?" 

"Who did what?" 

"No An, who is Mr. Luca?" 

All the while An had been speaking I'd been listening intently, making sure there was nothing that took me by surprise; I hated when that happened, but yet like a little weasel, this so called Mr. Luca, had managed to take up a spot in my schedule, and that, well that took me by surprise.

"Oh Mr. Luca, of Luca Enterprises" 

"Never heard of him, sounds fishy, and talking about fishy you remember LUCA that Disney and PIXAR movie, yeah, the fish boy?, well h-" 

"Yeah, I'll stop you right there El, you can't nickname your clients." 

"But I'm not nicknaming him if his name is already Luca." 

"You called him a fish boy." 

"Incorrect, I called the cartoon character a fish boy, which he indeed was, why should I be to blame, if his parents named him after a fictional fishlike character."

I knew I was getting on An's nerves, I am quite professional, but when it comes to An, the college girl in me with all the jokes surface, and besides, she'd always been the more serious one out of both of us.

"I will see you at work El." 

"See you at work An."

Ending the call and taking a look at the time, I analyzed my current state, currently it was a few minutes past 7, I had to be at the office by 8:30, and according to An's earlier influx of information, it was going to be a busy busy day, so I jumped in the shower, half an hour later I was hopping into my car, drove down to my favorite café and picked up my usual, then drove off and arrived at the office at 8:24, record time.

After that, I met up with An for another mini-brief and then the day began, though it did go by in a blur, the meetings with both Mrs. Allen, and Harris and Jude Ltd were quite quick, and so, I was back at my apartment at 12:36 preparing for the gala.

1:13...

As I pulled into the gates of Elitario, the most expensive club in all of Milan, and home too the rich and richer, from playboy philanthropists to billionaire heartthrobs, you name it, Elitario was in other words, a place for for top class a-holes.

I mean, it literally means elitist in Italian.

As I walked through its massive golden doors, a doorman came up behind me and took my coat, the smell of liquor quickly making its way towards my nose.

Just then I spotted An, making her way towards me with an approving look on her face.

"Ever so punctual El, also you look great in this dress, emerald green suits you"

See, my father was indeed Russian, however, my mother, black British, so as such I had seemingly light chocolate skin, which wasn't an everyday occurrence for a Russian, my father used to tell me that I was a very unique child, but see, all parents would like to believe that, so I didn't think much of what he said, however it was true. 

With chocolate skin, natural curly white hair, though none of my parents had white hair, and blue eyes, even though none of my parents had blue eyes, I was definitely unique.

"Thanks An"

As I walked inside and towards the bar with An, I remembered something.

"An, what is the meeting with fishboy about?"

"Fishbo-, really El? You mean Mr. Luca?" 

"Yes, I do mean Mr. Luca, I wonder if he looks like a fish, that'd be pretty funn-"

"Evening ladies"

Just then, a really deep and husky voice that'd have any girl swooning, interrupted An and Is' really important conversation.

As I turned to face the owner of the voice, I came face to face with the most handsome man I'd ever seen; His face looked like it was sculpted by a Greek god.

Seeing how attractive he was, I wouldn't be surprised if his body looked anything less than perfect.

Just as I was appreciating the attractiveness of the man in front of me, he extended his hand towards me in a handshake and said something that made my blood run cold and all of a sudden the room felt hotter than usual for late September.

"Lorenzo De Luca, owner and CEO of Luca Enterprises, a pleasure to meet you"

I accepted his handshake, and his mouth tipped up slightly, as he said;

"Can I just say how flattered I am, that we haven't even met yet, and yet such a beautiful lady has already given me a nickname, it seems only fitting that I return the favor and give you one myself, wouldn't you agree, amore mio?" 

Snapping out of my shock at hearing the unfamiliar endearment, or as he called it, nickname, I quickly apologized.

"Mr. Luca, my sincerest apologies I really didn't mea-" 

"Excuse me, I'm going to get some punch"

Saying that, An, looking seemingly amused, walked away from me.

"Traitor!" 

"No, no, it's fine, after all it's not every day you get renamed after such a classic kids movie"

"Drink?" he said, handing me a drink.

Feeling defeated I sighed, accepted the drink, took a sip and said, "I truly am sorry Mr. Luca, I meant no disrespect."

"No it's fine, really it is."

"That's a beautiful dress you have on, I bet it didn't look as good when it was off."

Misinterpreting his words as an invitation to have sex with him, I suddenly felt my face heat up.

"My apologies Mr. Luca, however not all women jump at the opportunity to crawl into your bed, I do not appreciate such obscene comments, and I definitely do not want to have sex with you."

Just then my phone rang.

Without giving him the opportunity to respond, I said;

"Well this has been nothing but a pleasure Mr. Luca, unfortunately, I will have to bring this conversation to an end and will be taking my leave now, have a good day."

I walked away from him, and headed outside, it was already getting chilly, as a puff of vapor formed as I let out a breathe.

My phone rang again but the caller ID was unidentified, still I picked up anyways.

"Petrova Events, this is Yelena speaking, how can I be of assistance to you today?" I said walking farther away from the building, and closer towards the road.

There was a static on the other end, then an eerie silence, then finally I heard a voice, it said.

"Don't trust him, there's more to him than meets the eye"

Then the user cut the call.

"What the he-"

Just then a black van pulled up behind me and men in black jumped out, heading straight towards me, I was about to get out my pepper spray or taser, or something, but then I realized as the horror was evident on my face;

I left them in my coat pocket, which the doorman took away!

Just as one of the men reached out to grab me, I felt a hand on my waist, and it moved me aside, then the owner of the hand stepped in front of me, and grabbing the arm of the man in black, they dragged him forward, and delivered a punch to his jaw that knocked him out cold.

One by one, the men from the van all rushed to help their accomplice, and in a repeat of earlier, they where all knocked out cold.

As the fear and adrenaline left my body, I began to feel weird, then my supposed savior turned around to face me.

"M-Mr. Luca?"

My 'savior' was none other than fishbo-

Mr. Luca; my savior was Mr. Luca, but something didn't feel right.

"It should kick in right about now." He said

"W-what?"

Suddenly my legs felt weak and things started getting blurry, then a scene from the bar flashed through my mind, Mr. Luca handed me a drink, but wait, then I remembered; He put something in it!

As things around me got even blurrier I spotted Mr. Lucas' mouth tip up, as he made his way over to me.

"Long time no see, Len"

Then everything went black.