The Duchess {OHSHC}

Chapter 13

There's nothing quite like killing a man to wake you up in the morning.

Unless you're some intelligence collector who had never directly killed a man a day before in his life. Then I would assume killing someone first thing in the morning would leave a sour taste on your tongue.

I had to admit, though, Kyoya did look good with a gun...

Allow me to shed some light on the subject, dear readers.

Friday had come and I was not happy. Not one bit.

Venice, Italy- a place I had not been since my childhood- was full of my fath- Vanel's men.

Ugly footsoldiers, swayed by the least bit of cash, swarmed the streets and waterways, their eyes trained on my body as well as Kyoya's.

They had been watching us ever since we landed in the city of my birth that morning.

I, not unlike my companion, was armed to the teeth with an arsonal of concealed weaponry. I doubted they would come in handy, though, as Vanel was always a fairly cautious man and would most likely disarm us the first chance he could.

Separated from the rest of the city on a man made island, was Vanel's villa, only acessable by boat or helicopter.

I won't go into detail about the admittedly beautiful architectural design of the place. Just imagine a giant pile of Mediterranean style rubble, because that's what it would be by the time I was through with it.

No one, and I mean no one takes my family or darlings without suffering the consiquences.

So, after venting out my frustrations on Unnamed Thug #1, we were off to the bastard's home.

Pulling up to the docks, we were met with the sight of a dozen more men, as well as a blonde boy about a year or so older than me.

His face was one that I could recognize immediately.

That was the bastard's face.

I let out a low growl as the goons escorted Kyoya and I off of the boat.

"Who's that?" My specked companion questioned quietly as the blonde boy approached.

My growl intensified at his self-righteous smirk. "That's what I'd like to know."

"Alicia!" The boy called out with that damned smirk, his arms open wide. "It's so good to finally meat you! I'm Alphonse Diamond!"

I sneered at the boy and refused to shake his hand when he reached out to me.

"So Vanel was screwing some whore while he was still married to my mother... Not only that, but he gave you that name too. Pathetic."

I was tempted to spit at his polished shoes, but refrained myself.

Alphonse rested a hand upon his heart, as though he had receaved a blow, and let out a chuckle. "Sister, you wound me."

"Half sister." I corrected, flipping my hair. "I already have two darling elder brothers. I do not need you."

Alphonse sighed. "Ah yes, those two muscle heads. I tell you, those two put up quite the fight; as did that little one, his cousin, and the redhead. Nearly killed most of my men."

At that news my lips puckered into my signature smirk and I could practically feel Kyoya's triumphant gaze on the back of my head.

"Alright then, Alphonse, take me to Vanel."

-*-*-*-

"Father is a busy man, Alicia. He doesn't have time to disarm you himself, so I've been charged with the task of doing that myself."