Chapter 3
Mateo Castillo POV
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I stared at the house which was lighted up
Decorated with all the flowers, candles, people rushing in and out.
The first wedding in the Vietillo family in a very long time?
It's crazy how they didn't care about their father's funeral, but here they were
Celebrating a new beginning…
Or more like a new deal to the family.
Instead of finding the pieces of their dead father.
“What's the plan, boss?”
Zeke questioned, as the cigarette in my hand burned…
“How old is that girl?”
I asked him.
That girl
Rosanna Vietillo.
The only daughter of kirill Vietillo.
The ex-boss of Bratva, who was killed by my brother, Hendrick Castillo,
The head boss of brotherhood…
We never believed eye for an eye, yet he took his life easily with few bullets and few days of torture
And why did he do that?
Because the bastard kirill had guts to take my sister-in-law, Hendrick's wife Matilda Castillo, as his hostage.
Not only that, but he released a video of how he had taken pride as he shoved his filthy length in her mouth.
Even though Hendrick made sure the video wouldn't circulate and even after we rescued Matilda, and finishing Kirill, it wasn't enough.
It was never going to be enough.
Hendrick might have chosen the easy way, letting his anger take over.
But I will never.
Because they say revenge is forever.
And we Castillo men say eye for an eye is never enough.
The sinful bastard might be dead.
Nonetheless his children are still out here.
Someone as to pay for the sins of committed father
And that's precisely why we are here.
“She turns nineteen tomorrow”
Zeke informs me, as he notices me.
Knowing I'm up to something..
As a next in line to power, I run business in favor of Brotherhood under my brother overseas.
My Job, is more like hit-and-run
eliminate the targets, before they can rot and cause us trouble.
I'm always ahead of my enemies.
And I don't fall under any rules.
That's why I am called the ruthless prince of the Mafia.
“Are we going in?”
He asks, when I turn around.
Zipping up my leather jacket as I throw the hat over my head…
“ it is about to rain, Zeke.
And no.
They will come out.
I mean, wouldn't the bride be sent in a limo until the wedding hall?
I'm sure the limo isn't decorated well for nothing”
I arched a brow, as I stared at the limo which was parked in the front..
“Igor isn't here.
He left already”
Zeke informs, still failing to realize why I was here.
“Igor.,let him be
It's been what two days since he took position as the new pakhan?, their f*****g boss”
I asked him, as I got inside the car
Pulling up the map on my phone, to see the distance to the wedding hall.
“Yes”
Zeke frowns, still not understanding
“Thirty five minutes.
We are going to attack the limo here.
And I want my men to be ready.
The wedding is not happening.
And get a gift box ready.
I would need it”
I order, as I point at the spot..on the map.
How we will attack on the limo..
“Limo?
You mean,you are going to attack the girl?”
He looks at me, shaking his head.
We don't believe in attacking children and women.
But, I knew what I was going to do.
“I'm going to attack the bride.
Igor will face his first defeat tonight.
I mean, it will be such a shame to know that the bride who left her home heading to her wedding venue, never made it.
Because she belongs to the s**t family, who couldn't safeguard her.
The Vietillo family's defeat starts from now”
A small smirk formed on my lips.
“Are you going to kill her?”
Zeke asked, his voice low like he was still shaken.
“Don't be silly, zeke.
My brother already chose death.
So, I'm going to choose something else
By the way, she's too pretty to be a corpse.
At least for now”
I commented, as I pulled up the picture of the witch.
They called her the Ice Princess.
Sheltered.
Undefeated
Prided.
Egoistic
And mainly she's considered as a strong woman
Not a girl, but a woman, who was known for her bold mouth.
In other words, she was untamed.
She was yet to be taught Obedience.
“The car just left.
But I don't think we should do this, boss.
Wedding is sacred.
They might have been bloodshed in weddings.
But no one would have tried to touch the bride, while she's on her way to the church”
Zeke muttered, clearly hating my idea..
“Her father is dead.
There are too many sins to repent.
If not his kids, who will?
Don't they say, children carry their parents Karma?
Well, I don't believe in the saying which says what goes around, comes around.
I believe in a say, give it back”
I got down the car, as I waited to check on the security that was going to follow the bride.
“Our honor will be tainted.
This is forbidden”
Zeke tried once again.
“I'm not my brother.
I'm not a f*****g boss, to care about the rules the brotherhood have made.
I set my own rules and honor”
I Gritted out sharply.
“Now.
We got to go now”
I ordered, as I rushed to my car.
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Rosanna Vietillo POV
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I looked behind at the house, which had started to haunt me ever since my father was abducted and killed.
The fear of the unknown was always at the back of my head, but I knew we could have done better.
Only if we were careful, my father would have been alive today.
My phone rang, and I stared at my mother's name on the screen.
I hated my mother.
She always considered me a disappointment.
Because I didn't turn up to be a man.
But she might feel happy considering how I'm getting married for the sake of our families
I shut the call without answering it as I turned my phone off.
I will not need it.
I stared at the road that passed by
Jericho looked at me through the mirror.
Yet he didn't utter a word.
When we pulled up, existing the highway, the tall buildings became distant as the roads held the tall trees shadow over us.
The wedding was going to take place in one of our party hall.
And later, Lucifer wanted to go to the church to take the final blessing.
That's what I was told.
And I know, they considered wedding in the church would be risky.
So, they had planned it to be at one of our Vietillo owned venue ,in that way the security was checked.
Jericho, grabbed his gun as he sped up ,leaving me confused.. By his sudden change in action.
“What's wrong ?”
I asked, as I moved my veil that was covering my face.
When Jericho didn't answer, I turned around as I peeked through.
I saw three cars following us.
Before I could react, another car came by the side and crashed against us.
Having Jericho loosen his control on the steering wheel…
The gun in his hand flipped down.
I clutched the door tight, as I looked over.
My phone had also lost, and it was dark inside.
But I wasn't ready to let go off the door..
“f**k.
No”
Jericho screamed, as he saw the car coming straight to us.
And I stared at the headlights that tried to blind my eyes.
Jericho pulled the brake and my body was thrown to the front, as I hit my forehead.
When the car stopped, just as we did.
I knew
They weren't attempting to kill us.
Or have our car attacked..
But…
“Rosanna, are you okay?”
Jericho asked unbuckling his seat belt, trying to get his gun.
“We have lost the other cars who were following us.
We got to..”
His voice trailed off when a gun was held into his forehead..
The car windows crashed, in one hit, as men surrounded.
And he was dragged out, leaving me alone.
I didn't fear, not when all of them stared at me.
There should be another gun, underneath the seat
And my mind raced as I tried to find it
But the door opened
“I knew you were beautiful, Princess”
The strong voice stilled me, as it echoed in my head.
Goosebumps rose all over me.
Swallowing hard, I turned around.
And then the horror hit me.
Because it was none other than
Mateo Castillo.
Our enemy.