Chapter 0002

Vincenzo POV

Last night in the VIP club upstairs, I was having my regular drink as usual, as a waitress had served me earlier. Though I was still feeling so much anger from my earlier encounter with that rude brat, I am now determined to deal with the girl who seems so disrespectful.

I was quite shocked to hear those words from a stranger, however, the plan wasn't to get shocked, but I must confess I was rather taken aback by her boldness to question me if I was blind or not.

Because, in my entire life, this was the first time I would get ridiculed to this extent and that too, by a woman who wasn’t from my opponent or someone powerful, just a mere woman who looked so fragile and could break time.

However, I suddenly felt a change in my body and decided to make use of the restroom, and taking a step, I felt my feet turning heavy, and soon, I lost my balance.

"Are you Okay?" The waitress rushed her way to me, pulling me up.

“I’m fine,” I defended, despite staggering, but the waitress insisted. "I will help you settle down in your room, sir," she said as she helped me.

Even if I wanted to argue again, I couldn’t as my body has become so powerless that I couldn't utter a word. Finally, we made it into the room as the waitress left the room without helping me to the bed. And as soon as I heard the sound of the door closing, my body turned hard upon hearing a voice, and after that, I went blank.

Waking up the next morning, I realized I had spent the night with a woman. And not just any lady, but the most annoying one at that.

Seeing this, my anger increased the moment Jackson broke the news of my nude pictures going viral on the internet, as I have always hated getting into a mess that would involve my gang, not to mention the internet.

And despite my Mafia identity, I love maintaining a clean image in front of others, especially my company reputation. I don't take shit from anyone and now her appearance has landed me in this shit.

Fuck.

"Bro, it's time we leave before the media gets here," Jackson uttered, and I nodded in response.

And in haste, I put on my clothes and rushed out with Jackson. However, as soon as we got outside, we only had to find out that we were trapped by different reporters, who began bombarding me with questions.

"Can you please explain what happened last night and why your pictures are going over the internet?"

"We didn't mean to intervene in your privacy, but we are curious to know why you would do such things in public without minding the image of your reputation!"

"The headlines are going crazy that, the lady was a bitch sleeping around with big men. If that is true, are you also a victim of this lady?" A reporter questioned all of a sudden, and it was at that moment, I knew someone had planned this to ruin the rude brat’s reputation with such headlines.

And now, I had a share in her mess. While I was thinking of a way to get rid of those annoying questions, a reporter shouted.

"Over there!" A female reporter shouted, pointing at her, and without any delay, everyone’s gaze shifted to the female reporter’s direction.

“Shit,” I cursed, as the reporters rushed to surround her.

From the beginning till now, she has always caused me trouble, and now that the reporters have already got their eyes on her, I know it would be hard to get them off their mind.

"Bro! What are we going to do now?" Jackson whispered to me, as our stares were fixed on their direction.

“I’ll find a way,” I replied as I found my way to the crowd, then I did something unexpected by wrapping my hand around her shoulder.

"I won't take it lightly with anyone who steps on my girlfriend." Instantly, I noticed the shock on their faces as I quickly shut them up with answers to avoid more questions. "She decided to sneak out because she hated getting attention, especially from the public camera. That is the reason why I haven't shown her to the public yet, however, it seems someone is trying to tamper with our privacy, and I will make sure to expose that person," I declared, giving them the chance to argue among themselves.

However, before the reporters could bring up another question, Jackson stepped in as the bodyguard as if we had both planned it. "We would love to take our leave now, and any further attempt might result in court notice," Jackson said as almost all the reporters withdrew at the same time. As they all knew who I was and any notice from the court would most definitely ruin a career or lead them to prison.

So I wrapped my hand around her shoulder as we walked our way to the car. I could feel my body shivering, and the fear was obvious in her eyes. However, we finally got inside the car, and I must confess that this was the first time I would care for someone. Opening the mini fridge close to the back seat, I took out a bottle of water for her, which she drank immediately as though she had been expecting it. She didn't take a break until she finished the whole bottle.

“Are you sure you are okay? I asked as I kept wondering why my mouth kept moving in her favor.

Though she tried to calm herself down, she clenched her hands tightly. "I...am....okay." She shuttered.

“What is your name?” I asked in a cool voice.

She replied. “Sarah”

At that instant, I became lost while staring at her as I began feeling pity while I watched those tears rolling down her cheeks. My heart suddenly felt guilty, and the sense of responsibility hit me hard. I wanted to be responsible for her!

"Can you please take me out of this place?" Sarah requested amidst her tears.

Hearing this, it took me a few seconds to process a suitable response. "Huh. Yeah!” I replied. “I will take you out of here."

And with that, Jackson drove off.

This sort of encounter has never happened before, not even once. I grew to be emotionless and have never had any woman in my life except for one person, who I desperately want to see again.

I have been living my life with two different identities, and I must say, I have been doing a great job in managing both my Mafia identity and my CEO's identity. Meanwhile, Sarah's case is a different one. She is the first person to shout at me, and now she is making me responsible.

“Why am I feeling this way?” I questioned myself as all of this felt weird. However, the drive was going slowly as I began hoping Sarah would calm down soon enough but her sobbing increased with each passing moment.

"Please drop me here, I will sort myself out," Sarah said all of a sudden as we reached a junction.

"Let me take you home.” I offered, forcing out my gentlemanliness. “You don't seem to be fine by yourself.”

"I appreciate your efforts, but I'm okay by myself," She uttered as she pushed the door open and got out in a hurry, ensuring no one was looking.

It felt weird, but I didn’t argue any further as Jackson and I watched her leave.

“Should we follow her?” Jackson asked.

“No, let her be,” I replied as I let out a sigh. Though it wasn't my cup of tea to act like a gentleman, I tried my best at least, and I was sure glad she was out of my sleeves.

However, concerns washed over my soul once more as I placed a call to one of my information sources, and as soon as the call went through, I voiced.

"Hello Richard, find out where the video of the nude scandal got leaked and request any form of evidence in the room! Also, the security men at the club from last night should be prepared for their retrenchment. I want everything you can get. I will make that person regret playing with me."

“But… sir,” Richard responded. “The source is hard to get at the moment, but I will request the technology company's assistance.”

“I don't care! Even if it means bringing the whole town down, find out the person!!”

The plan is to kill, not forgive!