"Ah, there we go, come alive," I frowned at the close voice and struggled to open my eyes.
"What's going on?" I mumbled out but it sounded like gibberish because all of my words were slurring and twisted together.
"A little bit of patience," I heard the voice again but this time I knew it was Leonardo. I let out a surprised moan of pain as I felt something sharp in my arm, "it's just a little something to make your headache and nausea better. That's the suck-ish thing about the drugs," I heard him sigh and my vision completely cleared as I looked at him and he looked down at me, wearing white gloves and holding an injection in his hand.
"I didn't get the chance to test this drug, but you came along and gave me the perfect opportunity," he tilted his head and smirked at me, "I must say thank you."
"What did you do to me?" I grunted out, trying to move but my body refused to.
"How are you feeling?" He asked me before he shined a light in my eye and I groaned, attempting to move my head away, "you'll regain control of your body in a few minutes, give it five minutes. I hate having to test my drugs for the first time, I mean, you could've never woken up again."
He cleared his throat and sat down opposite me in a big leather chair, "you could've bled through every orifice in your body, your body could've exploded from the large amount of acid..." He placed a finger underneath his chin, "but let me not scare you. Wait, there is one good thing coming out of this and it's that we'll call that very special drug, the Leti. How does that sound? First day on the job and you already have lethal drugs named after you."
I struggled to move, "what did you do?"
"I poisoned you, I've told you already. We should begin talking about when you start working and that's now. The minute you can move is the second that you start working. A lot is going to change for you, Leti because in this line of business, we’re all ghosts. We live in the shadows and dance with the dead. Your name is no longer Nyeleti Mabuya, you don’t exist anymore. Nyeleti is who you used to be and she is left behind and will probably never be found. You don’t have an ID, your birth records have disappeared and any social media presence you had before has been wiped out. Your family is going to sound crazy looking for someone who existed yet does not exist," he crossed his leg over his other, "we couldn't get rid of the pictures that your family has, but it'll only be at most, two weeks before your country and news stations forget all about you and you just end up being that missing person who never found their way home."
"From now on, you don't answer to anyone but me. You don't even speak when spoken to, you'll just become a bodyguard and killer. I'll give you three options and you pick the name you like the most, number one, Scorpion, number two, Shadow and number three, Unicorn," he chuckled, "that last one is my daughter's idea, isn't she gorgeous?" He asked me and I would've fucked out if I could move but I just sat still.
"I can't stress enough how everything that happens when we're together, can't be told to anybody else. If you so much as glance at a police station, I'll make sure your mother's head is cut off in the next five minutes, are we clear? Where I am, you are. Where I laugh, you frown. Who I point at, you kill. Are we clear?" He asked me finally as I took in a sharp breath when my body felt a jolt through it and I could suddenly move.
"Where am I?" I rushed out as I rushed to sit up and I looked around the beautiful bedroom.
"Your new bedroom," he replied leisurely.
I can see that, I wanted to say but instead looked at the open sliding doors that led to a balcony, "I can see that," I answered honestly, "I meant...where?" I asked slowly, confused about what was going on.
He stood up and adjusted his tie and pointed outside, he walked to the doors and I watched as he leaned against the railing of the balcony before he turned to look at me, "oh, I forgot to say," he paused, a smirk coming on his face, "welcome to Italy."
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Change is inevitable, we change every year, every month, every day and every second. You aren’t the same person that you were when you woke up this morning and you have either become a better person or far worse. In my case, I have become the worst version of myself. Perhaps not myself, but the worst version of a ghost- shadow, that I could be.
In the time that I have been bound to Leonardo, I have come to learn a lot from him and learn a lot about him. Arrigo Gabriele Leonardo is a very powerful man who holds a high position in the Leonardo Mafia and for that reason he doubts every single person he comes across and every man that works for him. So he has taken to confiding in me because I am in the literal sense, his slave. Since I have become his human diary, I know everything that there is to know about Arrigo.
I’m not too certain what I had expected Salvatore Leonardo to be because truthfully I didn’t care for my imagination. I’ve trained my mind to only think about what was important and even though meeting Salvatore took on a majority part in my mind because this was important to Leonardo; his personality and aura was none of my business. Yet even with being trained so well by Leonardo, Salvatore Leonardo was suffocating.
I just looked at him. I only conversed when Leonardo gave me instruction and judging from Salvatore's playful mood, he seemed to like it when I didn't talk.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I snapped as I entered Salvatore's private office where he lazily lounged in a chair, cocaine and pills all over his desk as his blood shot eyes looked my way, a smirk on his lips.
Leonardo was acting strange...he was acting strangely possessive and paranoid. He kept pacing up and down the room as I was getting ready for the morning and I was wondering what the problem could be."Is there someone that you want me to kill, Leonardo?" I asked him, my eyes on his figure that stood still when I finally spoke up. He'd been pacing up and down for more than an hour and I know he's strong and athletic, but his legs must hurt somehow."Don't even look at him, do you understand?" he snapped at me and I blinked, but I knew who he was talking about already, Salvatore.I nodded my head, indicating my understanding."Stay away from him," he further added and I nodded again."I've decided to cut this visit short," Leonardo told me as he walked up to me and looked down at me as I sat on t
Salvatore left as soon as he snuck into Leonardo’s bedroom; said what he said and walked out like nothing happened while I sat up on the bed, straightening up and acted like nothing happened as well. I knew that if Leonardo found out, he'd go crazy, if his previous reaction is anything to go by.Leonardo kept true to his word, as soon as he was done with breakfast he was in the room, holding my suitcase as we walked off to his private plane that was parked in the backyard of Salvatore's home.On the ride back to his home in Milan, he didn't say a word to me throughout the ride, he only ordered the pilot to stop once in Florence for me to pick up some food and eat breakfast.For some reason I felt powerful, strangely very powerful. Not the kind of powerful that I feel whenever I take a life, but the kind of powerful where I knew I had an effect on two very powerful m
I have a certain routine every morning. I wake up before the sun rises and then go into Leonardo’s training basement that I’m the only one allowed to use. Leonardo ensured that I trained every day so that I wouldn’t forget any of his teachings and I would be able to specialise and further perfect my skills even more.Leonardo was a man driven by perfection and it had rubbed off on me because I wanted to be perfect in my craft. I wanted to make sure with each passing day that I was able to dismantle and put together the parts of guns faster than I did yesterday, I wanted to make sure that my fists were harder than steel each passing day and I wanted to make sure that I never became soft and continued being the cold hearted robot that I needed to be.I could only do so by always surrounding myself with evil and weapons, I could only do so if I trained for hours on end so that I could be better than I