And as soon as their hug was over, Michele and Clarisse suddenly heard a gunshot. Clarisse felt a small gust of the wind passed her face, and she saw something which zinged infront of her.
It was so fast that she felt a dizzy.
Meanwhile, Michele knew that someone had fired a gun towards their direction. The bullet zinged past on Clarisse, and it's a good thing that it didn't directly hit her face. His body quickly acted on its own. He immediately carried Clarisse, bridal style, and he ran with all his might until he found a safe place.
Good thing they didn't hear more gunshots, and the whole place became quiet. Michele surveyed the place, and once he made sure that it's safe, he returned his attention back to Clarisse.
"Are you alright, Clarissa? Are you hurt somewhere?" he asked, while cupping Clarisse's face.
"I'm shaking and I still feel nervous, but I can handle it." Clarisse weakly answered, as she tries to regain her composure.
"No, I think we should go to the hospital to get you checked." Michele enunciated, as he looks dead worried for Clarisse.
"Michele! Look at me! Breathe in and breathe out, okay?" Clarisse tries to calm Michele down.
Michele decided to close his eyes. He breathes in and breathes out, as his trying best to calm himself. After a few seconds, he was able to regain his composure.
"Are you alright now?" Clarisse asks him.
Michele forces a smile towards Clarisse.
"Yes, I'm alright now. I'm sorry, I went into a full panic mode, but don't worry, I can control myself now." he responded, while looking at the woman he loves.
"I wonder who fired a gun, and I'm also wondering why someone fired a dangerous weapon. I hope that everyone at the park is okay..." Clarisse wondered aloud.
Michele remained silent, as he is thinking something else. He already have an idea on who fired a gun, and he is going to confront that person later. But for now, he has to put his full attention towards Clarisse.
He snaps out from his reverie when he heard Clarisse's voice again.
"I have to go back to work, Michele. You should go home now and we'll just see each other again next time." she stated.
"Are you sure you still want to go back to work? I can drive you home if you want..." Michele suddenly suggested.
"How many times do I have to tell you that I'm perfectly alright? Don't make me repeat myself or else, I won't talk to you again!" Clarisse gave him warning.
"Okay, fine! Anyway, give me your phone." Michele suddenly said.
Clarisse's brows met in a frown.
"My phone? But why?" he asked.
"Trust me. Please give me your phone." Michele said, in reassuring tone.
Clarisse gave her mobile phone to Michele. He dialled some numbers, then afterwards, Clarisse can hear another mobile phone ringing.
Michele pulled something from his pant's pocket, and he showed her his phone.
"I've already saved my number on your phone, and I am going to save your number later. Our lines should be open and we should have constant communication." he said, while giving the phone back to Clarisse.
"Alright then." Clarisse said, while casually shrugging her shoulders.
Michele started walking Clarisse back to her workplace but his mind is flying elsewhere. He needs to talk to someone who he thinks is the mastermind of what happened today.
He needs to have a serious talk to that person.
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"Welcome, Master Michele." one of the servants greeted him, as he enters a mansion house.
Michele grimly marches inside the house, as he is trying his best to control his anger.
"Where is my father?" he demanded.
The servant looked taken back as she saw Michele's angry face.
"Hello, my dearest son! I'm so glad that you visited us today..." his mother lovingly greeted him.
"Where is my dear father, mother?" Michele asked, while gritting his teeth.
His mother suddenly looks confused while looking at her one and only son. There's no denying it. Her son is seething in anger, and she doesn't know the reason why.
"He's in the library room but why---!" the old woman wasn't able to finish her sentence when Michele walks past her, and he is now making his way towards the library.
Mrs. Montserrat decided to follow her son, while feeling worried.
Once they reached the library, Michele didn't even bother to knock on the door. He just pushed the door open, and he saw his father reading a book.
"Where's your manners, Michele? Don't you know how to knock at the door?" Mr. Montserrat asked his son.
"Let's go straight to the point, father. Why did you ask someone to fire a gun at me and Clarisse?" Michele angrily interrogated his own father.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Montserrat's eyes widened in shock after she heard everything from Michele.
"Michael! Why on earth would you do that to your own son!" she demanded.
"Please leave us, darling. It's just between Michele and I." Mr. Montserrat ordered.
"But----!" Mrs. Montserrat tried to protest, but Michele suddenly spoke.
"I'm so sorry, Mother. Father and I need to talk, so I'll be asking you to leave us." Michele requested to his mother.
Mrs. Montserrat didn't have any choice but to say yes. Both of her husband and son are dead serious, so she really needs to give them time and space to talk to each other.
"Okay, then. Take your time." Mrs. Montserrat finally gives in.
Mrs. Montserrat steps out from the library, leaving Michael and Michele alone.
Once the door closes, Michele decided to speak again.
"I'm going to ask you the very same question, father. Why did you ask someone to fire a gun at me and Clarisse?" he doesn't want to waste any more time.
"I would like to teach you a lesson, son. A normal girl can't be associated to you and to our family. You should be with a woman who knows that you belong to a Mafia family." his father explained his side.
Chapter Eight:"And you're going to force me to marry one of the daughters from the "La Famiglia" to form a strong alliance with the other family? I'm sorry to burst your bubble, my dear father, but it's not going to happen. I told you from will not get involved with any of your business affairs, and I will not let you touch Clarissa!" Michele firmly stood on his ground.Michael Monserrat's jaw suddenly clinced, and it was clearly obvious that he disagrees with his one and only heir's decision."This is all about woman, huh? Well, I have an offer that you can't refuse. I will give you my assurance that Clarissa will be well-protected and secured, if you will cut off your ties with her, and be the future Godfather of the the "La Famiglia." the old man gave his son an option.Michele shook his head in frustration. His father can't really understand his point, and he's still being blinded by the materialistic power. His father can't look at him as his son, his own flesh and blood. But u
"I can't believe I'm telling all if these to you, but it alk boils down to his thirst and obsession with power. And that's not all... I think it's time for you to know my family's real identity." Michele faltered on his words."Please stop with the cliffhanger, Michele! What do you want me to know about your family? The suspense is killing me!" cajoled Clarissa."I'm sorry for keeping a secret from you, Clarissa. But I hope it won't change your mind about dating me." Michele is clearly worried and anxious.Clarissa lovingly held Michele hand, to give him emotional support."You can trust me..." she gave him words of encouragement.Michele feels much better after hearing those words from Clarissa. It really means a lot to him, because he feels much braver."Clarissa, my family is the head of the organized Mafia crime group, which is notoriously called as "La Famiglia." he started.Clarissa looked a bit taken back when she heard the words "organized Mafia crime group." "I never thought
"What do you mean Michele is having a problem? Can you elaborate what problem are you talking about?" Carlo interrogated, as his brows met in a frown.Michael took a deep breath first before he spoke again."My son has been seduced by a woman he met somewhere. But I can assure you, our deal is still on, and we can still go ahead with our children's engagement." he tries to reassure his old friend."And what are you going to do with that woman?" Carlo suddenly asks.Michael poured some vodka on two glasses, and gave one to Carlo. Afterwards, he decided to speak again."You know what we usually do with useless garbage, right?" he mysteriously said, while grinning from ear to ear.Carlo smiled in return."Cheers to that." he said, as he raised his glass for a toast.Michael and Carlo clinked their glasses for a toast, finally sealing their deal...==========================Celeste is driving her Mercedes Benz as she is making her way to Michele's condominium unit at the heart of the Met
His own family and Celeste's family have been expecting them to get married in the future, have tons of children to continue with the Montserrat bloodline.But he doesn't have plans to get married with Celeste. He is firm in his beliefs that he is only going to marry the woman that he loves and he will create his own family with love, kindness and gentleness.And he will not let his future children grow in the world of organized crime.Maybe this is the perfect time to talk to Celeste and get everything straight.Michele took a deep breath before he spoke again."Celeste, we need to talk." he started."Oh? What do you want to talk about? Is it about our upcoming engagement and our future wedding? Well, I have many plans in mind---!" she stops at mid-sentence when Michele interrupted her."Yes, we need to talk about those things. But I'll go straight to the point, Celeste. I'm sincerely sorry, but I don't have plans to marry you." Michele thought that dropping the bomb rightaway is muc
"Can you tell me more about your parents? I mean, tell me about your childhood with them, and how are they as your father and mother?" Clarissa asked."Well, growing up with a father like Michael Montserrat can be quite exciting and a bit suffocating. When I was a child, he was such a dedicated father. He makes sure that he spends time with me studying and watching ny favorite television show until I fall asleep. During the weekends, he makes sure that there's always a family day. We usually go to the park to have a picnic, go to amusement parks and try all the rides, and go and eat to our favorite fastfood restaurants." Michele relayed his childhood memories."That's a very nice and warm memory. How about your mother?" Clarissa asked more question."My mother balances her time really well. She can effectively divide her time being a wife, a mother and a socialite. However, she's not really good at expressing her opinions, especially towards my father. She believes that the father is
One black and sleek BMW car made a stop infront of the convenience store. A young man, dressed in black suit and tie suddenly went out from the driver's seat and opened the door at the passenger back seat.Michael Montserrat smoothly steps out from the vehicle and stared at the convenience store."Are you sure that this is the location?" he seriously asked his bodyguard-slash-driver."Yes, Big Boss. This is the exact location where the woman in question works." the buffed, young man responded rightaway."Let's go, and let's not waste any more time." Michael commanded.They made their way inside the convenience store. As soon as they opened the glass door and steps inside the store, they were energetically greeted by Clarissa who was on the night shift at that time."Welcome to 24/7 Convenience store---!" Clarissa wasn't able to finish her greeting when she realized that Michele's father, the Godfather of the La Famiglia, Michael Montserrat is at her workplace."G-Good evening, sir. Ho
After a few hours.Clarissa is currently walking her way at the Angels Home Orphanage. After six days of working, she can finally relax and have a happy time with the children. She missed playing with them so much, and she's really excited to meet them all again."Wow! A new firetruck toy! Thank you very much!" She thoughtfully frowned when she heard that excited voice coming from the auditorium of the orphanage. Did another philanthropist visited the children again? And who could it be? She walks faster as she gets more and more curious. She can hear the sound of the children,and it's clear that they sounded happy and excited. As soon as she reaches the entrance door of the auditorium room, she saw the children who are currently standing in line. She saw a really pretty woman who screams of expensive items from head to toe, and she was the one who is giving gifts to the children. She's happy to see that many people wants to help the children at the orphanage, and they will welco
Few days have passed.Clarissa and her colleague, Angel, are having a 15-minute break at work. They are at the al fresco table outside the convenience store, while enjoying some pastries and having iced coffee. "The pastries and the iced coffee tastes good! Let's order at that coffee shop again." Angel smilingly said, while looking satisfied with their afternoon snack."I agree with you... Anyway, our 15-minute break is over, we should go back to work." Clarissa suggested."Yep, back to work..." Angel nodded in agreement.Clarissa volunteered to put their trash on the garbage can. As she was about to throw the trash, she suddenly saw something inside. She frowned when she saw something squared, and there were some colorful wires attached into it. There was also a red counter on it and the numbers are changing.And she's not stupid not to know what it was."Angel, run away!" she shouted at her co-worker.Angel started running away, and Clarissa did the same thing too, however, the sma