Angel was 16 when she was assigned her first real mission. It wasn't a hit, not yet. It was a protection detail, a simple enough task on the surface: watch over a young boy, the son of a powerful businessman, from any potential threats. But the boy, Ethan, was more than just a rich kid. He was the heir to the White Angel mafia, a fact carefully hidden from the world.
Ethan was a curious and energetic boy, a stark contrast to Angel's quiet demeanor. He was a whirlwind of questions, a constant source of amusement and frustration. He wanted to play, to explore, to live a normal life, oblivious to the danger that lurked around him.
Angel found herself drawn to Ethan. He reminded her of the carefree innocence she had lost so long ago. She saw a flicker of her own childhood in his eyes, a spark of hope that refused to be extinguished.
She found it difficult to be around him, to watch him play, to hear his laughter, knowing the truth about his life. He was a target, a pawn in a game of power and blood. And she was tasked with keeping him safe.
One day, as Ethan was playing in the park, a group of men approached him. They were rough-looking men, their faces hardened by years of violence. They were looking for Ethan, and they were not going to leave without him.
Angel saw the danger in their eyes, the malice that lurked beneath their smiles. She knew she had to act, and she acted fast. She lunged into the fray, using her years of training to disarm the men, her movements quick and precise. She was a blur of motion, a whirlwind of fury.
The men were no match for her. She disarmed them, knocking them to the ground, their faces contorted in pain and surprise. Ethan watched, his eyes wide with fear and awe.
Angel turned to Ethan, her expression softening. "It's alright," she whispered. "I'm here. You're safe."
Ethan nodded, his fear slowly replaced with a sense of relief. He looked at Angel, his eyes filled with gratitude. "You saved me," he said. "Thank you."
Angel smiled. "It's my job," she said. "To protect you."
From that day forward, Ethan was no longer just a client. He was her responsibility, her purpose. She was his guardian, his protector.
She would keep him safe, no matter what.
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Acciónabout a girl who lost her parents due to a mafia attack and she grew up being a nanny to an agency called Zae core agency (Z core) and in the process sche is an assassin who is also walking for a mafia gang named white angel
