From Fate To Serendipity!!
"László Put Me Down! Now!" I yelled at him at the top of my lungs looking at him furiously. Shit!! Shit!! Shit!! What did I do? Did I just yell at the emperor and take his first name in front of the whole of the Royal Staf...
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Chapter One
Rome, Italy
Life isn't all about just one place story!
Bang!!
The turbulent gunshot reverberated in the air. The feathers of proletariats flew in the atmosphere and gloom overwhelmed the souls around. The intense, tough, husky, and alluring voice breaks the silence.
"Zale Clean It!"
He shifts turns, keeping the gun in the hands of his men, and walks standing in front of his terrified butler, Rob. The sickly cold sweat kept over his cheeks while his hands were trembling while holding the water dish in his hands.
He looks up at his with his menacing eyes, and he solidifies at his position, looking down immediately.
No One Meets Kings Eyes!!
"Get me and Malkiel something to eat!" He ordered while drying up his hands in the white towel and walking away with his chaperone, Zale.
"Sure Emperor!" Rob pays obeisance and walks away.
The palace has extremely silenced with darkness around. The classic rustic and contemporary decor covered up the floor and wall with a big chandelier dangling from the ceiling with great German paintings and architecture. They carpeted the floor with a royal ancient handmade Persian classic blue carpet. The freshening fragrance blew around the surrounding.
The royal security and bodyguards were standing like mannequins around the mansion with their royal swords and guns around.
"Emperor! Your mother had summoned you for a few hours in Turin. She says it is important." Their footsteps echoed against the antique marbled floored.
"And you have Eve's Party to attend in Milan, Mr. László. We have to be there. It's for fundraising " Zale completed his sentence, looking at László Michael Rodriguez. His charming tousled raven smooth thick hair was nicely styled.
He stops and shifts slightly, looking at Zale. His eyes were sharp, charismatic, and beautiful deep green with a hint of blue gazed at him. Zale looks down scaredly.
His strong and defined face with a prominent sharp jaw curved gracefully along with the strength of his perfect neck, throat, and larynxes showing the twining cords of the muscles that shaped his entire body, strong arms, a firm chest, and packs of abs in the abdomen. He was slim and muscular. He was an Adonis. His plump sharp lips were apart, leaving the words on his tongue.
"Then get Malkiel, we will leave, and call my executive assistant, Hector. Inform him that the holiday has ended. Set up departure," He announced his third sentence of a while looking his way and Zale nods stopping at his position, turning his back, and standing along with the door.
