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Chapter One

Niklaus P.O.V

    I sat across from the man my father despised. He thought he could negotiate price but as far as I was concerned; when he put the bullet in my father's head; he signed his death certificate. "Mr. Montoua please, I will triple the price but don't kill me."
    I scoffed and looked at him. "You think begging me is going to change my mind. You shouldn't have killed my father" I growled. He had sweat flowing down his face where as I was calm and contained. He whispered "I-I'll give you my daughter."
    My head snapped up. This man was selfish enough to give up his daughter to save his own skin. Pathetic. Worthless. Scumbag. He pulled out a photo and my heart skipped. In the photo was a young girl with chessnut brown hair, Carmel honey brown eyes, fair creamy skin that was like the sand beneath your feet. She had perfect lips. She was model thin and a smile that could light up an entire city. "Deal; I want to marry her in two months from now but I want her to live here within a week or you die." He exhaled and my blood rage increased; my hand was shaking to pull the trigger.
   "Yes Mr. Montoua, I will not fail you." I snarled "Get out of my office before I change my mind " He practically ran and I slid everything of my desk. I wanted to kill him...but I wanted her. The killer of my father's daughter.