Chapter 3

'Who the fuck does he think he is?!'

Ricardo's yells sounded upon the hall. He hit the desk with his palm and turned to face his right hand man that was now standing next to the closed window.

He had his hand in his pocket and had the another one holding his cigarette against his rose from the heat lips, that were now kicking out of his system the smoke.

Ricardo walked closer and purred two glasses of whiskey from the mini bar next to them. Offering one of them to his friend he lighten his own cigarette.

'Calm down boss, this little bastard won't be hiding for too long, he will need to leave his hide out sometime and we will be there to caught and bring him to you'

Ricardo nodded and turned to look outside, watching his men becoming even sweatier from the heat outside. He may never have admitted it but Ricardo admired all his men, for year and years they have been standing next to him, helping him keep his head up, he knew deep inside him he would be nothing without them.

'Where are you travelling boss?'

Ivar brought Ricardo out of his thoughts and crashed him back into the reality. Ricardo shook his head and after a few seconds of trying to focus he responded.

'It's nothing man, just a chick messing with my head, I think I am very close to get her on bed'

Ivar giggled and left the glass of Whiskey at the edge of the window, changing hand his cigarette that was almost out of fire and smoke, making his angry.

'Oh I almost forgot to tell you! You uncle Giovanni called this morning while you were at your legal company. He sounded very angry, he said he is this week to see us and take care of some business he left behind when he left'

Ricardo looked at Ivar full of confusion, think of what his uncle may have meant by saying business. He normally doesn't speak like that, with so confusing vocabulary.

He got his phone out of his pocket and left his Whiskey aside, unlocking his phone by the face ID. Entering the messages application he saw his uncle's name.

'Ricardo I am coming this week, we have to talk about something every important. Please be careful for a few days, I have serious thoughts we may have a traitor walking around us, I will see you soon, your uncle'

He closed his phone's screen and turned to look firstly at Ivar, that was now looking at him with a very confused expression and then outside, to check his guards.

Nothing that could make him suspicious, everything and everyone was acting as always, no weird movements or actions that would probably lead him to suspect someone as a traitor.

'I have to go man, my wife is home alone with Joshua this kid is driving her crazy! I will see you later hopefully'

Ivar exited the office, leaving Ricardo all alone, lost into his messed up thought and empty suspicions that were getting him nowhere but to a dead end.

A black car stopped in front of his garden's gate, the driver lowered the window and said something to the guard, making him open the gate and let the car in.

Not being able to see who the driver was, Ricardo walked downstairs and exited his house, waiting in the front door to see who the mysterious visitor was.

He crossed his hands tight on his chest, taking a very serious expression Ricardo put on his black sunglasses and waited for the car's door to open or the driver to low the window.

After a few moments the door opened and two female feet wearing red high heels showed under the door. Standing up, a tall woman with long blonde curly hair appeared.

'Mila?!'

Ricardo yelled in shock, as the blond woman was walking closet to him, stopping a few steps away from his now frozen in shock body.

'Hello brother…'

Her heavy italic accent sent Ricardo into a small trip to his homeland, how much he had missed Italy, how much he had missed the people he had there.

'Why are you still standing there?! Won't you come hug you bigger sister Ricky?'

Ricardo rolled his eyes and stepped closer, pulling his older sister into a tight hug. Mila giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck, holding his close for a few minutes.

Silence covered the world around them, silence that for the first time didn't bother any of them, because it wasn't awkward silence, it was happy silence.

'I missed you sis but if you ever call me Ricky again I will kill you and throw you into a river'

They both giggled and let each other go, standing and looking at each other's eyes for a few seconds. Finally Ricardo broke the silence and ordered his guard to take his sister's things upstairs to her room.

Offering her his hand, Ricardo led Mila to his office, where they waited for their coffee to come and have a nice chat between a brother and a sister.

'So? What brings you here Mila? I thought you were going to live in Paris with John'

Ricardo noticed his sister's expression changing from cheerful and happy into sad, angry, guilty and maybe a little bit of regret, making Ricardo sure something was going on.

'What's wrong sis? Did he do something that upset you? Did you do have a fight or something?'

Mila shaken her head and closed her eyes, holding back the tears and exhaling painfully, causing Ricardo fear and worry as she didn't speak to him.

'Mila talk to me, what happened? Why are you acting like this? Is everything alright?'

Mila looked at Ricardo and then back to the floor, where she had found hard to see her reflection and check if her makeup was ruined from the crying.

'I did something terrible Rick'

Mila whispered and fell into her brother's protecting arms, allowing him to caress her soft hair and calm her down a little bit, helping her speak easier.

'You can talk to me sister, whatever it is, we will face it together I will help you'

Ricardo tried to comfort his sister, that seemed like a complete messed up woman falling apart in front of him and he wasn't able to help her in any way.

'He was cheating on me Rick! He was cheating on me with my best friend for over a year! He was ready to abandon me and go live with her, in her new house!'

Mila cried harder as Ricardo was trying to control himself and not grab his gun and start shooting around everything that could possibly break and make him chill.

'Where is he now Mila? Is he still in Paris?'

Mila looked at her brother and shaken her head really fast and repeatedly, causing Mila to feel dizzy for a few seconds and stop moving so fast.

'He is not in Paris, he is not in Italy, he is not here he is nowhere anymore!'

Ricardo placed his palms on his sister's red from the crying cheeks and made her look at him, locking his eyes into Mila's teary ones and asking her slowly.

'What do you mean Mila?'

Mila stopped breathing for a minute, their hearts were now beating in the same rhythm, the adrenaline hit red and everything around them became black.

Her eyes were now locked into Ricardo's, everything was now in slowly motion and Ricardo could still feel his heart beating faster as his sister's red from the lipstick lips were moving slowly.

'I killed him Ricardo, I killed my boyfriend and his mistress'

Mila fell into Ricardo's arms, sobbing into his chest, holding him tighter and tighter every second. Ricardo had frozen there, on his spot, caressing his sister's long hair.

He couldn't believe his sister had killed two people, this was unlike her. Yes, Ricardo has always been and will always be a killer, a monster, a cold blooded criminal, but Mila is not like him.

Mila was pure innocence, pure love for the world, for life, for people, for even her terrible person she has as a brother. She was the happiness of life, and that guy made her a killer.

This was never what Ricardo wanted for his sister, he sent her away, he kept her away from him, and he almost kicked her out of their own country so she wouldn't be close to him.

She wouldn't be close to the monster Ricardo really is, that's what he wanted to avoid, his sister, his weakness, his only family becoming the same monster he is today.

That was always what Ricardo feared the most, what his mother and father feared most, they failed to keep Ricardo's soul alive, but Ricardo would never let that happen to his sister.

He will do everything to make sure, no one will blame Mila for what happened back in Paris, even if he has to kill to do that.