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
Zoya's POV As I walk inside I see all my family gathered together along with my father, which is rare. They all pass me an apologetic look. "Baith jao beta" (Sit down dear") says my dad. "Ji papa"(Ok Dad) I say while sitting down. After a few minutes of silence, my dad starts speaking. "I have to tell you something. You know me only as a businessman but what you don't know about me is that I am the head of one of the strongest mafia in India. I had borrowed a loan of 10 million dollars from Matteo the head of the most powerful Italian Mafia. I had to pay it back before two months but I had not yet paid it. So he came here today to recover from debt but while we were discussing it, you came to meet me at my office. I think he might have seen you when he told me that he was willing to make a deal if I give you to him in marriage and I agreed to the deal." "What are you serious? How can you accept the offer?" I ask in a serious tone. I am not sure where that tone came from because it
Renzo's POV I am not able to understand these Indians. They had a week full of ceremonies before the wedding. And as you have guessed I did not attend any of those ceremonies but I had left a few of my men here to keep me updated and send me photos. She looked so damn hot in those photos. I felt happy as all this beauty was going to belong to me. I was waiting for my to-be wife at the altar. After a few minutes, the noises in the room declined and I turned back to see a breathtaking scene. ---------------------------------------------Zoya's POV I am getting married today to a complete stranger and I hate him already. Because of him I have to leave my studies and my family behind. I am really not feeling much about being seperated from my family because they betrayed me by hiding the fact that my dad belonged to the mafia. I am really worried about this person because what if he abuses me,hurts me and treats me like nothing. Will I be able to trust him? What if he sells me to som
Zoya's POV An hour after the wedding He was insistent that we leave immediately for Italy. Oh my god does this man have a little bit of patience? He is planning to get me out of my home and nation as soon as possible. I have already noticed how he didn't attend any of the ceremonies. I doubt whether he will spend time with me. Soon we were in his car driving towards the airport. Through my side view, I take in his appearance. I have not seen him properly yet. He had a chiselled face with sharp grey eyes and a pointed nose, his hair was styled neatly and he had a trimmed beard. His features looked sharp. And on the other hand here I have chubby cheeks, brown eyes, brown hair and a small nose. He is way better than me but why would he want to marry me? Renzo's POV From my peripheral view, I was able to see her looking at me. I am 1000% sure that she is thinking about why I married her. Well she will have to wait to know the answer. I turned to look at her, she immediately turned h