𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐖𝐢𝐟𝐞

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Vincenzo's POV:

Black is the symbol of evil and black is the color which hide everything.

Living in the crucial world there are moment where one fade away to the point of forgetting their humanity and that's what give birth to the despair of doing something evil which would tarnish the happiness of someone.

But if we think about preserving others happiness then our own happiness will be in danger so to eradicate the possible danger we must stand up and fight against them. Be it for the victory or for failure, one must fight back.

Likewise, when one stand up to fight back then there will be countless possible fights you have to overcome. And those fights determines one's life.

"Boss." Ross called which interrupted my thoughts.

"Si? (Yes?)" I responded averting my eyes from the window and looked at Ross who was sitting on the passenger seat.

"Dimitri has track down Vito's last location. That bastard was changing his location so frequently that we were unable to find him for the last 10 years. But the wait is over." He answered with we-finally-did-it look.

"Good. Tell me about his past actions." I asked with clenched fist.

Vito Esposito.

That name, for 10 years is the living threat which I had been trying to exterminate yet I had gotten nothing but failure.

"After you have killed his henchmen he had fled away to Athens disguising himself as his brother and married the local girl. Two years later he left his wife and went to Germany as a factory worker. There he met up with Ricardo, the local Don and become his subordinates." Ross said while reading the message send by Dimitri.

"In five years, he outsmart Ricardo and startup his own gang. Yesterday he flew to Italy alone using the same passport he had use when he had fled away." Ross finished the remaining part.

"Alone?" I muttered with a raised brow.

"Yes boss. If not for the slight delay during the checkout then that bastard who have hide from us." Ross informed and passed me the iPad.

"That's the photo capture at the airport." Ross said while pointing at the ipad screen.

"This is what he looks like now." I said while looking at the photo display on the iPad screen.

"Where is he right now?" I asked passing the iPad to Ross.

"Villa Rossi." Ross answered while taking the iPad.

"What?!" I shouted looking surprised.

"How could that fucker go to that place even after 10 years? Is the information correct?" I asked while returning back to my normal self.

"Dimitri has already planted our people behind him. Those men has seen Vito taking a cab to Villa Rossi." Ross answered while showing the tracked location of our men who were following Vito.

"But what's he doing there? It is an abandoned villa." Ross asked the question which I was dwelling about.

25 years ago, villa Rossi got destroyed due to the fire which was started from Zeta's maternal grandmother's room. It was at midnight when everyone was dead tried after the celebration of a festival and the couple died leaving their only daughter who was recused by her nanny.

The daughter is Zeta's mother and since then Villa Rossi was left unattained. More than half of the maids lost their life and my mother-in law hated that place so she avoided going there.

Later, she married my father-in law and they live in a share villa with my parents. Zenon and I were born in the same year, me being younger by a month and 10 years later my little bride was born in the Santorini mansion.

When I look at her for the first time, I was dazzled by her small form. Zenon was complaining about her being wrinkly child but I found her cute.

Everyday I would run to the Santorini mansion just to see the cute little girl who would looked at me with her cute little eyes. The bitterness I felt after undergoing the strenuous training would flew away after hearing her cute banter.

She was so small that the second my eyes feel on her, I had an urge to protect her from all the evils of the cruel world. She was so pure, so innocent that seeing her made me feel immensely happy.

She would follow me everywhere like my little tail and would cry if she did not see me for a day. Only after seeing me, she would stop crying and cling to me like a kola bear.

And Zenon would be jealous seeing his little sister fascinated by me. He would try to grab her attention but my little girl would only have me in her eyes. If she had me then she wouldn't need her favorite toy.

Even her hair needs to be comb by me and I had to braid her hair like a Disney princess. Also, I had to be her prince and play house with her.

Then she would tell me that she is my girl just like how her mom is her father's girl and as the years passes by I fell in love with her.

I had always regarded her as a kid but when I saw her teenage self, my feelings started to change. I love her like a man love his woman.

"I will wait for you." Zeta's words rang on my mind and unknowingly a smile crept on my face which was so obvious that the driver on the duty had a look of disbelieve.

Once I am away from the reach of my lovely wife I become vigilant of my surrounding. I keep an eye on each and everything around me even though there are expert near me. My life is precious for my people and moreover I have my amore to look after.

Three days more and I will be back with my little wife. These five days was so fucking hard for me to endure and I couldn't wait to hold her in my arms.

Amore.

She, Zeta Vincenzo Dominique, my lawfully wedded wife is my obsession, happiness and I live for her. Likewise, I kill for her.