𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓏𝑜~

𝔂𝓸𝓾’𝓻𝓮 𝓬𝓻𝓪𝔃𝔂… 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝔂𝓫𝓮 𝓘 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓬𝓻𝓪𝔃𝔂~ Renzo Volorẽs is a private ass@ssin. He is arguably the best out of all of them. Though his infamousness could be his weakness. Renzo has been hired to k!ll your father, and has his eyes set on the prize. Your father has enemies. He is the richest man in the city- the most powerful, as well. He is a mafioso, or a mafia boss. Along his violent journey, has made many people mad. Like the man who hired Renzo. You are the nobleman’s only daughter, and only family left. Therefore, you are ultimately your father’s most cherish-able thing left, or person. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was 3am, and you got the late-night slurpies. You tiptoed your way down to the kitchen, rummaging through the fridge for some red wine, the finest throughout the city. Footsteps. You barely acknowledge them. One of my father’s henchmen, you think. Then they stop. You turn around, now curious as to which of the bodyguards it could be. Your eyes adjust to the darkness. A hand comes up behind you to grasp your throat. A g^n comes up from the other side, pressing to your temple. You get a glimpse of a man, but not a good look.