Fighting A DelCarlo *Book II*

CHAPTER 1: THE BEGINNING

**This book is the 2nd book in the Dealing with A DelCarlo series. It cannot be read as a stand-alone book and thus please read Dealing With A DelCarlo first before you carry on with Fighting A DelCarlo **

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How do you start the next chapter in a book? How do you become the teller of your own story? Everything changed, from just standing at the altar and letting go of the man who I would have spent the rest of my life with to sitting here; in this spot, looking at the wave crash gently at the end of this cliff on the dark tainted rock.

The salt could almost be tasted from the wind and the fiercer the wave action the more I felt myself relaxing. I always believed that the calmer things get the more relax you become, however wrong, was I? The more hectic and chaotic things come to be these past few days the more I felt myself enjoying everything around me. I’ve found a new meaning to life and no one can show me otherwise.

The sweet summer breeze didn’t remind me of a calm that I was enduring however the fight that was slowly approaching my terrain. I could sit back and think about how awful things had turned out last year or I could wake up and do something; I chose the latter. What do you do when the world that you had surrounded yourself with finally turns against you? What do you do when your own mother can’t stand to be in the same room as you? You find a way to earn all of it back, you go to the root of the source and you try to fix.

Try to fix it; something I had tried to do for the first weeks after the wedding. I found myself sitting in the middle of my empty living room with the lights on and wallowing in despair and desperation. No one would answer my call; from my broken fiancée to my hurting mother. A bullet was directed towards us however it wasn’t his duty to try and jump in front of it. I found myself needing a fresh start and I found myself with a pair of scissors in front of a mirror with broken eyes that I fear can never be fixed.

The burden that was my hair now seemed little of my problems as the outside world, the world that I had been pushed into and the world I couldn’t get out of. Each strands of hair a representation of who I was and what I did to everyone, they may take me as the bad guy, but my mentor will beg to differ. The hair that was gracing my neck at shoulder length reminded me of the person that I had become and how each of my trials had shaped me into who I was now; sitting in front of this cliff, nothing sweeter but nothing more spine chilling. This patio had been designed in the open air only by him and for him; Grandfather.

“Are you ready, Ms Longard?” The bell boy asked with his hair slightly ruffling in the coastal wind

“She is” grandpa Saul answered “The world will try to root you from the branches, you are a Longard however. You weren’t made to become the successor, remember” he paused and pointed at my heart “You were born a successor”

“Let the world come, I’m ready” I woke up from the mat that I was seated on and walked towards the door leaving behind the Asian air coming from the sea.

My hands cracked with anticipation and my heart beat in an unrehearsed motion. I got in the small cart pulled by a horse towards the town only to be directed towards the airport.

The plane landed routinely as it would and the limo that I had finally gotten used to directed towards the dynasty that I would’ve called home. The people were nothing more than uninterested at the sight of a car rolling towards the hotel. I got out trying not to recall any of the previous events that occurred in the place I would have called home and my naïve self would have said haven.

They didn’t have to ask me anything they just needed to open the door and I needed to walk through, it’s as simple as that. The doors to the pent house opened and the fit on dress that I was wearing only had brushes of air-condition in such room. A small clink of a cup caught my attention and I instinctively placed my back to the wall. The movement of feet on the marble floors approached as a predator would and before I could take a proper look I had flipped the character onto the floor and pinned it with my knee on their chest and their hands in a lock they couldn’t get out of.

“Get off me Taylor” I looked down only to see Sergio scolding and puffing

“I’m sorry, they told me the penthouse was empty” I huffed

“It is” she stepped into the room with a cup of tea and looked up with her captivating eyes. She gave me a once over and walked around for further inspection “how you have changed Ms Longard”

“Change is not practical, evolution is necessary” I pulled my spine into an upright position and walked towards the open glass walls looking down onto the streets of this establishment that the hotel ‘Petrakis’ had been elegantly engraved on.

“We’ve been awaiting your arrival” Sergio brushed off his suit “We have to do something, he is out of control”

“No thanks to Ms Longard” Marlena answered placing her cup on the table
I didn’t tear my eyes away from the streets however lowered to give my ear a more attentive position.

“You broke him” She answered “I didn’t think that he could be broken, but you broke him”

“He was touched by reality” I turned around and looked at the two characters standing in the middle of the last place anyone would try to find “He needed to see how the DelCarlo dynasty was tearing apart families”

“That’s the thing, he can see now, but he is not doing anything to stop it” Sergio looked generally concerned

“He is no longer my son, he is no longer the sweet-“

“Easily manipulated spoiled billionaire. He has been kissed by the darkness” I found myself clutching my hands together with a squared shoulder

“We need to get him back” Marlena took a seat on the plush cushion “He is the head of the serpent; he is the root of all our troubles”

“They are the successor of the dynasty and they hold the sceptre, there’s only one thing we can do” Sergio could barely say it but what he was hesitant to say

“Time to destroy the DelCarlo brothers”