105 years later:
A man and a woman, no older than 25, stood outside the mansion of an old family friend. The rain down pouring around them. The woman clutched something to her chest as she shook. The rain chilling her to the bone. A soft cooing fuss was heard from inside the woman's coat, eoching through the night. The loud rushing sound of the rain, suppressing it just enough. The man reached out a shaky drenched hand and rang the bell.
A boy of 16 opened the door, noticed the couple and yelled for his father. A man in his mid 30s walked to the door and welcomed them in with open arms.
"Henry. Amy. What are you two doing here?" Amy, the woman, revealed what was pressed to her chest.
"Shes here.. Nathan..." Amy replied with a shaky voice. Her teeth chattering against each other. From fear. From the cold. Nathan knew right away and took the baby from her arms. Barely a week old. Frail. Small. So beautiful. He stared down at her sleeping face, and smiled widely.
"Nate. Please. Please take her. We can't. We can't give her to Him." Herny pleaded. Nathan looked up at the couple and nodded. Knowing exactly what they were talking about.
"I will take her and raise her as my own, but you two need to disappear, change your names. Fake your deaths. Whatever. So He doesnt come after you."
The couple nodded, thanked him and disappeared into the night. Leaving their only daughter behind.
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The Demon King and His Assassin
Любовные романы18+ Trigger warnings Sex, blood, death and everything in between Read at your own risk Odette Romano lived her life a way no woman should, being the adopted daughter of the Italian-American Mafia Don, who trained her to become a cold blooded assassi...
