Zoya's POVWhile I went to the room after the poojas I found him sleeping so peacefully. Apart from his large frame, he looked like a baby sleeping peacefully. I had asked the maids to give him food so that's not an issue. I was busy admiring him when I realized that he was sleeping in my room on my bed, now where would I sleep? My mom would have asked the maids to keep our bags in the same room. I went downstairs. " Mom" I called. " What do you need" she questioned me. " I need another room", she gave me her judgemental look. " It's just Renzo's sleeping peacefully and he took the entire bed for himself, I don't have any space to sleep in it," I say in a slow voice hoping that she will believe it. " Oh really. Let me come and check" she said and dragged me along with her to my room. When we entered the room Renzo was sleeping in a corner leaving me a lot of space to sleep in. " It looks like the problem is solved. Now you can sleep in the bed, can't you?" she says. " Yes absolut
Zoya's POVYesterday was a great day. I enjoyed it. Renzo is a different person. Everyone thinks that he is an arrogant, egoistic, merciless mafia leader but behind all that there is a cute, funny, caring and playful soul. I have been staring at his face for more than five whole minutes. He has a scar on his left cheek and I have not noticed it still now. It has faded a lot but still visible. I placed my hand on the scar, tracing it. "Good morning" his voice startled me. I withdrew my hand. He took it and placed it on his face. " Let it stay there, it was comforting." " Can I ask you something" I ask him. " Sure". " How did you get this scar ?" . He hesitated a bit. " If you are not willing to talk about it you don't have to " I tell him. He smiles at me. " I will surely talk about it with you some other day" he says. The rest of the day I didn't see Renzo he was out busy with work. A week laterFinally our trip to India has come to an end. We have visited as many places as po
Renzo's POVI was not able to understand why she was angry. She was a fuming mess. During dinner when we were all seated she came with the plates, she just slammed the plate in front of me. I tried talking to her but she didn't allow me. After having my food I went to our room but I didn't find her there. I went to her room, she was getting ready for bed. "Zoya what are you doing here, aren't you supposed to be sleeping in our room with me? "I ask her and she doesn't reply to it and tried getting away from me. I pulled her by her wrist and held her close to me. "Please my dear tell me what I did wrong". She just kept on staring at me. " You told me that you are going to America for a business trip and that I was supposed to message you every half an hour and I did but you didn't even reply to those and now you have come home with a girl" she says the last part so innocently. I laughed at her. " Sorry. So are you telling me that you were jealous? " I ask her teasingly but she re
Renzo's POVOver the next few days, me and Kate along with Nivin went over the things we were supposed to do and made certain changes to the plan. I have tried to reach as many people I can to execute the plan. We decided that once his finances are weak, we will arrange a gala for all the mafia gangs, the Spanish will also be invited but in reality, it will be a murder party. If the plan goes as planned Spanish mafia king will be dead if not I will lose my queen. Just the thought of losing her is making me go stiff. "Hey don't worry we will protect her " I suddenly heard Kate say, she must have seen me go stiff. I give her a small smile. I was just looking over things when my phone started ringing, it was an unknown number. I answered the call and replied with sinister laughing and I didn't want any kind of explanation to find out to him this irritating and donkey-like sinister laugh belonged to. "What?" I asked him in an angry tone. "Oh calm down, you wouldn't want to hurt you
Renzo's POV As soon as I informed Nivin that it was time to execute part one of our plan he called all his subordinates to tell them to start withdrawing from all kinds of relations they had with the Spanish mafia. Kate too called the mafia bosses under her control to tell them to cut all ties with the Spanish mafia. I do hope that most of the Spanish mafia's net worth comes down and that they lack machineries. So that we will be able to attack them. I have increased the security around the house and I have also ordered ten men to go with Zoya if she goes out. I walk out of my office to the kitchen in order to have breakfast and I see Zoya sitting on one of the chairs seriously eating her food as if her life depends on it. That's one thing I have noticed about her she would die for food. I go and sit next to her with my breakfast,still she doesn't face me. I turn to take a proper look at her. Did I do something wrong, she was not looking at me and was very much interested in h
Renzo's POVThree months have passed since we started the first part of DOSM. The Spanish mafia has gone bankrupt. According to all the information I have received they have also lost most of their alliances and had no supply of weapons to fight against me on the other hand had brought all the modern arms in the market to make sure that I was ahead of them and also to make sure that I can protect Zoya.Currently, I am working on arranging a ball to which most of the mafia's around the world will be invited and it's the second part of defeating the Spanish Mafia. Instead of attacking them, I am going to make them attack me. I am going to make it appear like there are going less number of guards during the ball and that it would be the best time to attack me because I would be in a vulnerable position. But in reality, it would be the opposite.I got of my office and went to our room Zoya was still sleeping. She looked like she was feeling serene. I shook her a bit to wake her up. " Com
Zoya's POV "Zoya wake up, it's late" I hear my mom say. "5 mins more ma" I start whining. All I get is a few more shouts. Lazily I pull myself from the bed. After brushing my teeth and taking a bath, I head downstairs. Once I reach downstairs I am greeted with sweet scoldings from my mom "Entha ponna vachitu enna panna poraino."(What am I going to do with this girl?). OK. My mom is a Tamilian and my dad a North Indian so we speak Hindi, Tamil and English. I eat my food in silence. I am currently 23 and am pursuing an MBA. As I ate breakfast I remembered that I had to pay my fees today. "Ma, I have to pay my fees today ." "Do you think I'm growing a tree full of currencies? Go ask your father." Typical Indian moms reply. I slowly walk towards my dad's office. I hear noises arguing from inside, one of the voices belonging to my dad and another voice which I don't recognise but this issue is very important because as you know my future depends on it. Just think about being in a wealt
Renzo's POV "Boss, Nivin Agrawal has not yet made his payments. It's been two months since the due date" says Lorenzo. I give him a devilish smirk and say "I think we should visit that little mouse. Do the arrangements to go to India, we should leave in an hour." "What you too are coming with us ?" he asks. "Yes, I am because I know that you will never succeed if I sent you alone. Do you need any more explanations?" I growl back. He gives a quick nod and rushes out of the room.--------------------------------------------- After an eight hour journey we finally reached India. I find my driver waiting for me and we drive towards Nivin Agrawal's house. Nivin Agrawal here I come. Once we reached the location, I got out of the car, straightened my attire and walked up to the door and rang the bell. I was greeted by a lady in her late 50's. "I am here to meet Nivin", I say coldly not wanting to exchange pleasantries because you know I am the most feared mafia boss in the entire world