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Kahlan: rebirth of a mafia goddess

A dark rainy night, with thundering no one could afford to be awake but to Kahlan enshrouded in darkness the eerie sound was like a tranquil music to her ears. All that could be seen in the dark bathroom was her beautiful cold eyes. Playing with the ice cold water in the bathtub she's in, she emitted a dark aura. Elegantly throwing her head back, she laughed, a laughter that could make one break out in cold sweat. Slowly raising her glass of wine to take a sip...she smiled evily. *Five years ago* "I love you Leo" Kahlan's sweet voice echoed. " K, I love you too. Want to you to be the mother of my kids" Leo's voice sounded with gentleness. Kahlan's heart melted, she looked down with blushed cheeks. Leo could not help but smile at his naive and innocent sweetheart, taking her into his arms he kissed her passionately. Betrayed by her family and the one she loved the most, her baby was heartlessly dug out from her belly to save her step sister and then she was left to die. Kahlan is on a mission to make those that made her suffer pay dearly with their lives. A certain demonic, billionaire CEO "don't stain your pretty hands, let me do the work" he said with a bone chilling smile and mischief in his eyes His son "mummy, I will protect you" The big bun and little bun bringing light to her once dark life. From a dark mafia goddess to gentle mother.

Mariana_Ivy_Cruz · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
70 Chs

Young sir, What is your name?

The entourage stopped at the manager's office door because Marcello was the first to stop and didn't have any intention of going in. The manager raised an eyebrow, this gentle man was intelligent no doubt, he was really lucky not to have gone in. He had a surprise for him, he reckoned Marcello must have understood the cards he played earlier. Surprisingly, he wasn't as unreasonable as the young lady knowing that their approach to the matter could affect the result they get.

Marcello on the other hand was certainly in no mood to entertain the bored manager, he knew the manager wasn't an ordinary man making the owner of the cafe probably someone that could not be offended. He just wanted to find Kahlan and not offend these big fishes.

They were many people in Catania, Marcello was born there so he knew the unsaid rules and secret of leading a peaceful life in Catania. "We are sorry about earlier sir" Marcello was the first to start, speaking in Italia, he continued "my cousin has lived in the states all her life, she is a little unfamiliar with Catania...she is quite open" he laughed, hoping to clear up the tense air.

The manager didn't insist they enter his office, he stood by the door with his other staff wearing a harmless expression on his face. "Young sir, what is your name?" he asked looking as harmless as a rabbit making Marcello scoff in his heart. Did this manager think he was stupid, my name Your grandfather! "Sir, I'm just an insignificant person. I dare not let my low self bother you" he paused before he continued "but I think there is a problem and this could put the reputation of your cafe in jeopardy, if not handled carefully."

The manager frowned, the smile on his face completely faded away as he crossed his arms on in front of his chest looking unperturbed. He lightly glanced at the young man before him, chill dancing in his eyes. The him now was completely different from his previous self, he looked like a careful beast waiting patiently for his prey to catch his bait before he can ambush. Two faced! Mia exclaimed silently in her heart, she wanted to say something but received a warning glare from Marcello. She closed her mouth sulking, couldn't they just hurry up?! What was all the talk for?!