Her Perfect Half

Chapter six

Maximo Diaz

This girl. As soon as I saw her, I recognized her. I mean, it's not every day you see 'The Torturing Queen of Italy' and oh my fucking God. She is unforgettable. Her brown eyes match perfectly with mine. I saw the dead in her eyes. It was clear she was tired.

But from what? Her family is filthy rich. She can have anything she wants and any man that she wants. I mean, God, she is beautiful. But I'll not let any other man touch her. She will be mine. No doubt that.

My father won't be happy if he finds out I have feelings for her, but that's the fun part. I love pissing him off. I'm his oldest child. He wants me to take over the mafia, but that will never happen.

I never wanted to take over the dumb mafia. I want to have an ordinary life. That's all I've ever wanted. And I'll make sure it will happen. I don't care who will get hurt at the end of it. I'll light up a match and give it to Kiarra if that will make her happy.

If she wants to burn the world, I'll gladly provide her with the lighter and match. I'll watch her burn the whole world. I can picture us one day getting married and being happy. I never want to have kids.

If Kiarra wants kids, I'd gladly give them to her. I'll take care of that child if Kiarra will be happy. I can't wait for our date. It will be fun.

Kiarra POV

I'm freaking out. It's almost 3.00 pm, and I don't know what to do. Should I go? Should I ghost him? No, I'll see him and tell him to stop whatever the fuck he is doing because I'll NOT fall for his fucking games.

He might be the cutest guy I've met, but I will not fall for his game. After having this long conversation with myself, I put on a black bathing suit and a pink summer dress underneath it.

In my beach bag, I put lotion, sunscreen, glasses, a beach towel, a knife, and pepper spray. Now, I go to the elevator and press the button for the lobby.

Just as the elevator opens, I see my brother. Lovely. 'Hi, Nico!' I say, slightly smiling at him. He looks up from his phone and then at me. His gaze was cold. Well, it's not like that's not new to me.

'Where are you going?' He asks, blocking my way to get out of the elevator. 'To the beach. I'll be back. 'I say, now, annoyed. Why does he care so much about me now? 'I want you to be ready by 8 pm. We need to be at the restaurant at 8.30. If you are late, I'm going without you.'

Well, that's just amazing. I walk past Nicholas and see Maximo. He smiles at me. Ugh, how I want to wipe that smile off his face. 'I see you finally decided to get out of that room.' He says, smirking. Why did I agree to do this? I want to punch him already.

'Come on. I have to show you the town.' He grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the hotel. What an asshole! 'Stop dragging me asshole. I say as I look into his eyes. 'First, I'm an idiot, then I'm an asshole. Can you decide what to call me?' He says.

'You know what? You're a fucking ass. That's what you are. Stop trying to manipulate me into falling in love with you. Because let me tell you now, it won't work.'

I say, raging. This motherfucker pushed my buttons. 'Damn! Are you on your period or something? Why are you so mad? I swear girls complain too much about their period.' He did not just say that.

'Will you complain if you bleed through your dick for seven days a week?' I ask him. He stops in his tracks, looks at me, and says. 'You bleed for seven days? I thought you bled for two days!' I burst out laughing.

'Are you serious right now? I mean, some girls bleed for three days, but it's more common to bleed for seven days.' He looks at me with wide eyes, which makes me laugh even more. He looks like a frightened chihuahua, for God's sake.

'Okay, now that we know I don't know anything about girls, let's enjoy the view of the beach.' I look around, only to realize we're in front of the beach. 'Why is it so empty in here?' I ask as my feet touch the warm sand.

'Well, I didn't want anybody seeing us.' He says in a low voice. I pull out my knife. Being very careful so he can't see it. 'Why? Do you want to kill me?' I ask, raising my voice just a little.

'Maybe.' Just as he said that he grabbed me and put a knife to my neck, and I knew it. He wants to kill me. I kicked him in the balls. He let me go, and the view of him on his knees satisfies me.

I go up to him, press my knife to his chin, and look at him in the eyes. 'Why do you want to kill me?' I ask, acting dumb. Obviously, his family wants me dead. They think that if I die, my family will be devastated.

Aw, how cute! 'You killed my uncle! I want my revenge!' He screams at me. Rage, sadness, and anger in his voice. 'I've killed hundreds of people, you, gotta be more specific.' I say, smirking. I love seeing him angry.

'Fabio Diaz. You killed him when you were ten.' He says. I freeze. Oh my God, I killed his uncle. Well, now, I don't think I'll ever have a chance with him. That's sad.

All the memories of me torturing that man came back to me. I pulled away. Mistake number one. He used it to his advantage and stabbed me.