Chapter 35: Turbulence

Zaria's Pov

Who, who would have thought that this would be my fate?

Who would have thought that life would knock me so hard to the ground?

I was in front of the man I loved.

He was from a Mafia bloodline.

"Zaria," he called out before he proceeded toward me but I stopped him.

My hands raised up which had him stop right on track.

"You are the son of a killer?" I asked him.

Now explained it all, how can this be?

"Are you Mafia as well?" I asked him.

"No, Wild-Sun, this is why I had refused to tell you anything because I knew this would be your damn reaction." His right hand went for the waist while the palm of the other hand rested on his forehead in an arcing position which expressed how frustrated he was.

"But you could have told me," I told him.

"And lose you,? For how long will a son pay for the sins of his father? For how long will I have his shadow on my back? For how long! " It was more of a personal rhetorical question.