Vulnerable, so pathetic. You can't be so weak hearted as a heir of Vincent family. William.
I was sitting on a sofa front of my dad's desk. Looking at his nameplate. Getting scolded by my grandpa.
Sorry gramps, but that's not my vibe to match with those underground old geese. And mostly I want to focus on my youth and passion not on family heritage.
Nearing with his wheelchair,
You don't understand that we can't live like a normal family. We have to defeat others to stay at our core.
You want me to end up like dad too. And mom, she died even before seen me. Now how can you still think i will stick with being like them.
leaning close to grandpa,
I just want to live my life. Cherish my talent of passion's. You see i am good with sketching ,writing books ,fashion ,singing. I can choose any of them to live my life and we have enough wealth to eat every meal with gold sheet.
Grandpa screaming while coughing,
Those passion's are for weakling. It's not about talent even you will see without you're family name if you can get any of those crests you have.
I couldn't say more. I know how much his words making senses but i should stop arguing so i left with annoyance. As he kept calling my name.
Murmuring under breath,
Damn it.
Left for near breeze feeling pretty comfortable like it's always my comfort zone but felt empty. None for companying me. Being a Mafia or their Counsellor is not easy.
I lit up a cigarette and started to departing my stresses with smoke in air.
After a while someone from beside,
Scoff, Can I have one?
Without looking I pulled another and handled aside.
The stranger grabbed my neck and connect their one to lit up from mine. My eye's left in shock.
Natasha? Girl you hate smoking.
She smiled at me and took mine,
And hate that you smoke too.
She threw both on ground.
She is my childhood friend. We grew up as neighbor. But after finding out we are different from them, they moved out, so do us never got to meet after our graduation. it's already years we last met.
You go to college?
I answered hesitantly,
I finished. You?
She directly replied looking outside,
I am finished too. I am going to Japan. Just came to invite you on my wedding.
My jaw dropped. My beautiful, cute and immature Natasha Charlotte getting married. And also felt a little burn inside because i liked her a little. But still she found her love of life and want to make a bond i shouldn't be down about it. I acted calm,
And when is the day?
She replied with amusement.
Today at night.
I looked at her with surprise, such a punk. Inviting me today while after few hour later she will be in church saying Yes to another punk.
I rolled my eye's and she grabbed my collar, Poked my forehead.
Still not confessing even after saying i am getting married?
I looked with disgust and blushed.
What are you saying?
She let my shirt go and said emotionally. I am leaving tonight and this is our last meet.
As she said it as she left me their completely stunned to speak or react.
What was that? Did she knew I liked her. And she lied about getting married. As i seen her disappearing in far i left for my home completely shocked about what happened.
While i arrived at entrance, another shocking news waited for me.
Grandpa is in the hospital. Someone sent an assassin for killing him. My head burned with fire.
I rushed to my car and said driver to reach for the hospital. I kept worrying about him. He is my only family now. No one ever cared and loved me like him. I can't let anything happen to him.
As I reached there. The doctor said He is severely injured and He is in coma. There is no chance for him to wake up.
My heart dropped as I heard that. started to crying like a baby. The realization of my rude behavior toward him at evening made my regret more bold. Our butler was there so that he kept me conscious.
There i came to a decision. I will do as he said. And i will take revenge from every of them those who did to him , to my dad, my mom. I will learn about everything from underworld and i will stand in the shoes of family heir. I will be the Vincent head. The world class Young Underground Mafia.