My father's murderer

"How do you do, Uncle Rafael?"

Rafael had an uneasy feeling when he saw Aisha's smile. This girl whose as stoic as a rock can be but when she smiles it always sent fears down to your spine.

"Fine, my dear," Rafael ignore his feelings and said in a feign concerning tone. "It must be so hard for you to take over the whole De La Torre famiglia. If there is anything we can do please do tell us."

"There's no need for that," Aisha replied almost quickly in a blunt tone. Aisha lost her smile and all was left was her usual emotionless facade. "After all, I'm close to determine who killed my father."

Freohr's grip on her waist tightens and he asked in a rushed tone. "Who killed Uncle Morano, Aisha?"

Your father.

"This is a problem within the De La Torre famiglia so there's no need to bother you." Aisha said to Freohr while staring at Rafael.

No one except for Aisha noticed how Rafael's relax body turned rigid when he heard Aisha's statement.

Aisha smile inwardly, and casually, she touched her left earing.

Suddenly, Rafael feel the vibration of his phone. Rafael frowns as he took out his phone.

"Boss, return to the main headquarters quickly! We're being under attack!"

Angered, Rafael almost shouted there and there but he realized that he was in a public so he could only lower his tone and hiss, "What do you mean attack? Except for the De La Torre and Lumière famiglia, no one has the guts to have a war with us."

"Boss, we also don't know! They just----ack!"

Rafael cursed under his breath. He need to leave in this instance. If it was any smaller branch then he could leave them to die but it was the main headquarters that is being attack.

Either way, whoever those fools are, he will make them suffer!

"Father, what do you mean attack?" Both Freohr and Aisha had a sharp hearing so they also heard what that man said over the phone.

"I still don't know but I'm going to find out." Rafael answered in a hurried tone. "Stay here and don't let anyone hear about this."

"I will." Freohr nodded but he couldn't but to feel worried.

It was the main headquarters, their best mafioso are there. So, who could possibly have the guts to attack the main headquarter.

"Shall I send a few of my men?" Aisha suggested although, with Freohr's pride? She was sure that Freohr will immediately reject her offer.

Not like she was going to help them anyways.

"There's no need for that," as expected. "Father can handle it."

"Boss, it's done," a gruff voice whispered through Aisha's earings. "We're just waiting for your orders."

Aisha coughed a little and touched her forehead. Seeing her acting a little bit weird, Freohr was worried that she must've overexert herself.

"Are feeling unwell?" Freohr asked in a concerned tone. "Do you want to go home?"

"No," Aisha replied almost immediately. "It was Aunty's birthday, she will be upset if I leave."

"I'm sure Mother will understand." Freohr encircled his arms in her waist and gave her a little hug.

Aisha took a deep breathe and nodded, "I'll just sleep in the guestroom for a bit. Call me if the banquet will start."

"Sure," however, Freohr was not planning on waking her up. "Come and I'll lead you."

Freohr message his mother and lead Aisha to his room. Aisha has her own room here but it a little bit far and so he could only take her to his room.

"Sleep here and rest." Freohr said, in demanded, in a stern voice.

Aisha almost laughed at his mother hen tone. Sadly, Aisha's eyes darkened as she watched Freohr leave.

Freohr was walking through the cold and empty hallway when he took out his phone and type a message from an unknowned number.

"Proceed with the plan. Aisha is sick and is sleeping in my room so she won't be there for awhile."

Freohr click a switch on his phone and walk passed an opened balcony. It was night so it was naturally chilly but Freohr never felt this cold in his life.

Ignoring the feeling, Freohr shook his head and leaves. He didn't notice the dark deep blue eyes staring in his back.

Taking a step, Aeron glance at Freohr's room with a dark expression.

His phone rang in the silent night, taking out his phone, he listens to what the other side is saying, "Boss, Rafael Cavelli had reached the place."

Aeron hummed in response, his feet taking him in front of Freohr's room. "Make sure he will suffer great damage but don't kill him. Being disable and useless all his life is much better than giving him an easy death." After that, he hang up his phone and open the door.

Aeron's nose crinkled a little as he smell a familiar type of drugs the moment he openes the door. It was Aphrodisiac[1] and it was in the air.

Aeron immediately cover his nose and look around to find Aisha. He was slightly taken aback at the scene before him.

Aisha is scrunched down the floor while holding her lower region as if she in pain. She was breathing heavily and her face was flushed.

Aeron's face whose said to be stoic and expressionless, darkened as he realized what was happening to Aisha.

His fists clenches so hard that his knuckles turn white.

Aisha sense that someone is in the room. If that dàmn Freohr comes back and force her into him, she won't be able to fight back.

Dàmn it all to hell, Aisha cursed in her heart. Drugs didn't have an effect on her as much as it effects ordinary person. She could only deduce that Freohr had someone to make a stronger drugs.

I've been careless!

It took all her strength to lift her eyes and she was shock when she saw deep hypnotizing blue eyes.

"A-aeron?"

[1] An aphrodisiac or love drug is a substance that increases libido when consumed.