Two Broken Hearts

Chapter three

A/N: I think you're gonna love this chapter. It's not smut btw! Not yet! But POV's is changing!!

Matteo Konovalov:

"Boss, I think you want to see this!" Adrian yelled from the other side of the door.

Ugh! I really didn't like that guy, but he did bring some information to me about other mafias and gangs.

"Yeah, come in!" He closed the door behind him and took a seat. On his face was clear evil. He was a little sick in the head.

"Talk! I don't have all day!" Adrian shifted a little and then threw a file on my desk. I narrowed my eyes: "Care to elaborate?" Adrian grinned yet again and slowly started to say: "You know I work for a lot of mafias and gangs to give you information on new members and deals?"

I rolled my eyes. This was boring me: "Yes, I do know. I am in charge here I put you to do that. What do you want?"

He opened the file in front of me and pictures were all over the file. There where dates and locations. In the pictures there was a girl. Black long hair, almost always in a ponytail, not too short but not tall either. She was beautiful. Even more so. I bluntly looked up at Adrian.

"Isn't she pretty?" He spoke, quietly.
"I don't see where this is going Adrian, she is very pretty yes, and young. Why are you showing me pictures of kids?"

He snorted: "She is barely a kid! I mean, in age yes she is a kid. But you should see this girl fight."

I crooked an eyebrow up and sighed: "Adrian, get out if that's all."

"Come on, Boss, look into her eyes, isn't she ever so familiar?"

I rolled my eyes, not really having the time for this but I still looked at the young girl in the pictures. I saw one in particular where she looked a bit younger than the rest.

"That was two years ago." Adrian said, explaining the difference.

I looked at her. She was beautiful, even for a kid. And then I looked into her eyes. Ah! Those beautiful blue, ocean like eyes. Why is she suddenly so familiar?

*Flashback*

"Oh come on Matteo! I waited for them to open this park for months!!! We have to go!"

A girl I was madly in love spoke. I had work. I need to stay on the low and not be seen. It could bring danger, not just for me but for this beautiful creature next to me if she goes with me.

"I'm sorry flower, we're not going. I don't feel like going out today."

She rolled her eyes: "I'm NOT a kid Matteo, don't call me a flower! And I don't care that you don't want to go, I do!"

I could tell she was frustrated. She was 12 and still acted like a 5 year old. But she was a kid. A kid that had everything. An amazing family and an easy life. She didn't have to run from everyone and hide just because of her father's past. I was jealous because of that but I was happy that she will live nicely... Even when I will not be there with her.

She started to cry. "Why are you crying my princess flower?" I asked trying to spoil her.

"Because you never want to hang out with me anymore. You don't like me anymore. And you don't want to play with me anymore." She was sobbing.

I hated to see her like that. My eyes softened: "Of course I like you. No! I love you flower. You are my only friend and I will always be here for you (a lie).
I hugged her and gave her a kiss on the forehead and then I sat beside her.

I turned her head towards me and her beautiful blue eyes where glassy with tears. I gently padded them away with my thumbs and kissed her cheek. She lowed her head on my stomach and hugged me. I gently rubbed her head, pulling strands of hair in my hands and let them fall back again.

She looked up at me again, a small smile on her face. "I love you Matteo!" She said to me and looked me in the eyes. Her ocean, blue eyes looking at mine. Her innocence spoke thru her eyes and I....

Wait! Blue-ocean eyes? I shook my head from the trance and looked up at the amused Adrian standing there. I looked back down and saw the girl... The girl that wasn't so little. The girl who looked nothing like the little innocent thing like back then. Her cold eyes spoke for her. Her face was cold and emotionless. Her hair tightly pulled back in every picture and her look pierced into my soul.

Adrian let a long sigh and took the file looking for something. When he found it he turned it around: "Let's just say she is an important member of a powerful mafia."

I looked down and saw pictures and pictures of her killing men and woman. Blood around her, gun in her hand. She always wore black. On the gun there where her initials. "K.K."
On her arm there was a tattoo of a knife and the words "omerta". That was the sign of a mafia.

The last two pictures almost killed me tho. The first one was her holding a knife in a man's heart. Her look.... Was nothing. She had nothing that could tell how was she feeling. She was cold. Blood was splattered on her clothes and she wasn't giving anything that could tell that she is sorry.

The other was even worse. Rage filled me looking at the photo. It was her, chained in some cell. Her wrists blooded and bruised, around them were cuffs. She was unconscious and still appeared peaceful.

I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at Adrian: "Is she there now? Who took her there? Where does she live and what gang is she working for?"

Adrian shivered: "She isn't in a cell now. I took her there, thinking I would snap pictures to show you what does she look right at this moment, I let her go tho. She lives with the Dark Cloud Mafia and she doesn't work for them. She is a daughter of Ivan Kalem."

I narrowed my eyes. Ivan was always suspicious to me. When I was a boy he was always so secretive. And now he made his daughter the assassin. I was really mad. She was pure and innocent he made her into cold hearted girl she is in the pictures. And she is just 16.

"Boss that's not all." I looked at Adrian and rose from my seat. "What?"
"Sh...She is ordered to kill someone tonight."

"And who is that someone?" I asked getting closer to him. He lowered his head and almost as a whisper said: "You."