Mafia's Darling Daddy

'If ruthless was a man it's name would be Alfonso Black', they said.

Alfonso Damon Black is the most merciless and obdurate man that walks the earth. He had no morals and no compassion. Not even for his family. His 33 years of life were stained with blood; the blood of his father, his siblings and friends. He had no one in this world until he found his solace, his salvation. He was ready to leave behind the world. He was willing to peel off his skin if he had to, just to get off the dirt from his past so that it wouldn't stain his love.

But fate had other plans. His new world that was built upon the ashes and bones of others came down crashing. His fiancè and unborn child died miserably and he had no one but to blame himself. Driven by his thirst for blood and his only purpose to live, he chases the culprits to the end of the world and kills them. The revenge was served but it didn't taste as good as it seemed. He had no desire to live anyway after serving justice to his innocent fiancè and child.

He was ready to walk out of the pile of fresh and rotting bodies and end this agonizing life he was living. Even though he knew that he would never be able to meet his love or his child since he was undoubtedly condemned to hell. All his sins were sinking him deeper and deeper into hellfire with every breath he took.

However, he readily wanted to walk into it. But something happened. Or rather would say, 'someone' happened. A bloody hand crept from under the pile of rotting flesh and grabbed onto his trousers pants. A very minute, infinitesimal pull had his heart stirred. He would have walked away without paying it any attention. He would have ended his life within the next 2 minutes IF it wasn't for his eyes that snapped down only to crash into two pools of black abyss.

He knew then, his plans would change along with his life.