Kelly returned home the following morning, she didn't see Vincenzo in his room. She went to ask one of the maids, who told her that he had left the previous night but hadn't returned back.Kelly assumed he must have gone in search of Freya, but then she was rest assured that he could never find her since she was nowhere to be found. Neither she nor Mr Polio have an idea of her whereabouts since it was reported that Freya was kidnapped by a group of people.She was going to leave for her friend's place when Vincenzo returned home. He had hoped to wake up from his depression to feel normal like nothing had happened, but no. He still felt the same way.He stood, his dark eyes piercing into hers. She felt frightened under his gaze. She was about to come closer to him when he paused her with his hand. "I don't need your concern, Kelly, just stay the fuck outta my way.""Enzo, what's going on?" She asked, trying to act concerned. "What's gone over you?" She perceived the smell of alcohol. "
Vincenzo's fists clenched tightly as he stood over Olsen, his face contorted with anger and fury. Sweat glistened on his forehead, evidence of the intense fight that had taken place between them. The room was filled with tension, each breath weighed down with anticipation.With a swift and forceful kick, Vincenzo delivered a blow straight to Olsen's stomach, causing him to crumple to the ground in pain. The impact knocked the wind out of Olsen, leaving him gasping for air. Vincenzo wasted no time and signaled his men to seize Olsen, ensuring he wouldn't be able to escape.As Olsen struggled to regain his composure, Vincenzo circled him like a predator closing in on its prey. He wore a menacing smirk on his face, relishing in the sight of Olsen's critical state. Without a moment's hesitation, Vincenzo unleashed a flurry of powerful punches, striking Olsen's face repeatedly. Each blow landed with a sickening thud, causing blood to trickle from Olsen's mouth, staining the ground beneath
Vincenzo's grief was immeasurable. The loss of his best friend, Olsen, had shattered him to the core. No amount of consolation from Kelly, his girlfriend, or Mr. Polio, his father, could shake him off from the overwhelming pain that engulfed him. "You should be happy, Enzo, that you have finally killed him and not feel remorseful over his death." Kelly said, but Vincenzo didn't spare her a glance."You don't know what it means to lose a friend who was like a brother to you, to you? You don't know what it feels to avenge the death of a brother, yet lose another at the same time. Even though Olsen did the wrong thing, it doesn't change the fact that he means the world to me." He looked at Kelly, she could see the pain and sadness in his wet stained eyes."I understand how you feel, Enzo.""No you don't. No one does." He takes his gaze off her, indirectly seeking for his privacy.Kelly let him be, knowing that there was no amount of convincing she would give him to change his mind. He h
(One Month Later...)For two months Vincenzo has been keeping an eye on Freya, he's been studying her every move. But when he noticed the Black Spiders were coming after him, he decided to have a word with Freya.Since Olsen was a very good friend of the leader of the Black Spider group, Freya is the only one who can talk to them, make them understand that he didn't kill Olsen.It was evening, and she was walking back home from work when a hand grabbed her to a dark corner. She almost screamed her lungs out but the figure closed her mouth with his hand.Terrified, Freya's heart began to beat heavily as she stared at the masked face before her. He took off the mask, and what burned inside of her was anger. Her fear faded immediately she stared at the familiar face before her.He lets go of her. "You monster." She cursed. "What do you want from me? To kidnap me just like you did before? Huh?""I'm not here to do that.""Then what? What do you want from me? You already killed Olsen, once
Kelly felt what it was like to be alone since Vincenzo's mind had drifted from her ever since Olsen died. He's been thinking of one thing or the other outside of her. She had hoped Olsen's Death and Freya leaving the mansion was the best way to get Vincenzo all to herself, but it only turned out that it was the best way to get her off his life.She hasn't felt this lonely for months now, so she went to her friend's place to find solace. Carol, always being the emotional one, comforted her, assuring her that every thing would get back to normal.Danielle on the other hand did her best to assure her since they were friends, but deep inside her, she knew all these would happen. She had patiently waited for this day to come. "I thought if all these happened, Vincenzo would realize who I am, but it's as if he has totally forgotten about me." She cried bitterly. "Even though Freya isn't here, he's been thinking about her.""Hey, Kelly, you have to calm down. Don't let this bring you down,
Vincenzo stood before Moscow, the feared leader of the Black Spider, he wasn't scared. Even with the terrifying appearance of Moscow, Vincenzo stood before him like he was staring at his father. The dimly lit room was filled with an air of tension as Moscow's piercing gaze bore into him. Olsen, his long-time friend, had been killed, and now Vincenzo found himself in the crosshairs of suspicion and accusation."Why did you kill Olsen?" Moscow's voice cut through the silence like a sharp blade, his tone laced with anger and grief. The weight of the question hung heavily in the room, and Vincenzo knew he had to tread carefully."Moscow, I didn't kill Olsen," Vincenzo said, his voice steady. "He took his own life. After all, that was what he wanted."Moscow's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched. It was clear that the notion of suicide was hard for him to believe. Olsen had been a trusted ally, a brother in arms. The idea that he had succumbed to his own demons was a bitter pill to swallow."
Kelly heard the screeching sound of tyres, she looked out of the window to see who it was. Vincenzo stepped out of the car, slamming the door hard. He was so angry that even if no one believed him, Freya was supposed to. He wanted her to believe that fact more than any one else.But then, she is no different from the others.Kelly rushed to him, wearing a worried face. "Is every thing alright? Did you get into trouble?""I only ended some bastards who thinks I killed Olsen." He heaved. "But don't worry, I'll be fine." He assured her with a weak smile. "You need to get a shower and have some thing to eat. Don't let them bother you, as long as you didn't kill Olsen, your innocence will speak for you. You're not alone, Enzo."Enzo felt relieved at her words. He pulled her into his arms, hugging her so dearly. Maybe it's time he listened to Olsen and moved in with his life. After all he did to Freya, he can never get her to trust him. All he has to do is move on with Kelly, and love her
Freya's body was rushed to the hospital. Meanwhile, Vincenzo had had enough moments with Kelly, and they went into a deep sleep on his bed, his hand cuddled around her waist.Not up to thirty minutes, Vincenzo was up from sleep. He made a phone call with his assistant, requesting he wanted to meet him in the warehouse. They both agreed to meet in the next twenty minutes.He dressed up, about to leave when Kelly asked him. "Where are you going?""I have to meet with Diego, I'll be back before night.""Okay. Be careful." She said,"I will."While he walked down the stairs, he was called upon by devastated Myra who was breathing heavily from the ongoing live news. "Sir. Sir, we have a problem." She complained."What is it, Myra?" He asked, reading her countenance."There's live news going on, I think you need to watch it." They both went to the sitting room. Vincenzo's gaze caught with the accident that had taken place, it was a ghastly one. "Freya came about an hour ago, she said she