🖋In the back of my mind, you died. And I didn't even cry, not a single tear - Romantic Homocide🖋
Killians POV
I grumbled under my breath as I tried to organize my paperwork. It's hard to admit but having two time consuming jobs leaves me burnt out.
But it's not like I can take a break, I promised my father I would work hard everyday since I didn't want to join him and the rest of the family.
I let out a sigh, thinking about how eventually I'm gonna have to take over my father's position.
I hate even thinking about that, it reminds me of my childhood..
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24 Years ago.. (3rd person)
Killian laid in his bed, replaying the same song over and over again. But not because he wanted too... he wanted something that would drain out the noise that was coming from downstairs.
He was probably about eight years old at the time, many boys around his age started their training. People often pressured him because they knew he was the fated heir to the don.
Rattle rattle
Little Killian jumped at the sound of his doorknob opening. He quickly yanked the covers over his head, feigning sleep.
"I know you're awake."
A cold chill went down his spine at the sound of his father's voice, he had a specific rule to be in bed early.
Slowly, he lowered the blanket "Father.." he said in a forced monotone voice. The men in the mafia where always taught to hide their emotions.
"Follow me son.. it's time you become a man of honor" his father's thick Italian accent spoke out.
Killian knew this day would come. Being a man of honor was the most important thing to his father.
Killians small legs slid off the bed before standing up.
he was scared, but he knew he couldn't let his father know that. His father's punishments where very cruel, he showed no mercy even to his own family.
His father turned on his heels, expecting killian to follow after him as he exits the room. Which he did.
"Today, you learn what happens when someone breaks their oath to omerta" his father says, a dark undertone to his voice.
Killian nodded hesitantly. He had heard of omerta, a lot of the honorable men has it tattooed on their body. The word meant 'code of silence'. You have swear to omerta in order to be a honorable man.
The father and son duo made their way downstairs, they stopped in front of a door that was usually locked. Killian had always been quite curious about what played beyond the door, he had heard many rumors of this room from the maids.
The door was pushed open by his father.
Killians eyebrows screwed together. The room was empty... besides a wooden chair in the center with a beaten and bloody man strapped to it.
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There was a few recognizable people off to the side, mostly higher ups that had worked with his father.
His father walked up to the man, tightly gripping his jaw to raise his head.
"Pathetic" he muttered. "Tell me.. what did you do again?"
"Ple...please I di...didn't do anything" the man sputters out desperately, it must had been hard for him to talk because most of his teeth were torn out.
"Bullshit!" His father yelled, gripping onto the man's hair and slamming his fist into his face.
The man groaned and whimpered from the impact.
Killian stood, frozen. He always saw his father come home with blood on his clothes, but this... this was too much for the eight year old.
In the blink of an eye his father had a gun to the poor man's head.
"I'll show you what happens when you spread our information" his father grits angrily.
A loud 'bang' echoed through the room.
Killian stood rooted to the ground, the only sound he could utter was a small whimper. His face was wet with hot tears.
At the sound of his sobs his father whipped around fast "Are those... tears?"
"N-no...da-dad" the young boy sobbed.
His father's eyebrows nodded together angrily "I'll give you a reason to cry."
His dad cranked his hand back and slapped the side of his face, making the boy fall to the ground with a groan.. that's definitely gonna leave a mark.
~~~
Killians POV
I shake the memory out of my head, I have scars all over my body from my father's punishments.
A soft knock echoed against my office door.
"Enter" I say, pushing my paperwork aside as Olivia walks in.
"Mr. Donovan... you have a visitor" she says, smiling awkwardly.
I sigh, leaning back into my chair and crossing my legs "Did they have a appointment scheduled?" I asked, I get agitated when people walk in my office without notice.
"I figured I wouldn't need to schedule beforehand" Luca says, pushing Olivia to the side as he walks in.
I sit up, my mood going to shit at the sight of him. What the fuck is he doing here?
He makes himself comfortable in the armchair that sits in front of my desk.
"Well, I'll leave you too it!" Olivia says, making a quick escape.
"What do you want?" I ask.
"Don't be so rude, I'm just here to tell you the news" his lips warp into a eary smile.
"What are you talking about..?" my eyebrows scrunch together.
"Well according to father, I'm your new intern."
