CHAPTER 1: MY PAST, MY NIGHTMARE

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Saturday Night,
The moon is so round and bright.

A room that is full of men who are in black suits.
There was nothing but silence,
The room was filled with tension.

All they do is stand still, and you can see fear and eagerness in their eyes.

The silence was broken when a man in his 40's spoke....

"Where is she?" He asked

"I'm sorry Sir, but she doesn't want to get out of her room" one of his men replied

"So what if she doesn't want to? I said GET HER RIGHT NOW or I'm going to torture every single one of you without any mercy" the man said threatening his men

"Ok Sir!" they replied and immediately left the room. After 5 minutes, they came back with the girl while forcefully holding her wrist

"Let me go! I don't want to see him!" the girl said while shouting as she tried to get out of their grip. They opened the door and pushed the girl inside the room

"Look at me" the man said angrily. The girl just looked down and didn't utter a single word

"I said look at me!" the man grabbed her face and made her look at him

"Look at me when I'm talking to you!" he said

"Just stop! I don't want to do this anymore! I don't want to kill someone!" the girl said while shouting and the man slapped her

"Since when did you start talking back?" he said in a serious tone

"Just stop! Why are you like this? Please just give me back my mom! Dad please!" the girl screamed and he slapped her again. The man is actually the girl's father.

"How many times have I told you not to call me when we are talking about this kind of business?!?" he said shouting in anger.

[Giovanni Walker, is one of the most successful Mafia in the United States. He sells illegal drugs and weapons around the world. He is also known as Black Panther, and nobody knows his true identity. He has emerald eyes, a tall nose and a very muscular body. His decent face can hide his true identity and fool many people. He already killed a number of people and made them suffer without mercy or sometimes he pays the most skilled hitman to kill his opponent.]

The girl just looked down while sobbing

"I didn't train you to become weak, and I have told you already, crying is only for weak people" Giovanni said in a serious tone

"Crying doesnt mean youre weak" the girl said mumbling

"Did you say something?" he asked

"I said, I'm not weak" the girl said while glaring at her father

"Oh really? Then why-" he got cut off

"Crying doesn't mean you're weak. I was just showing my emotions" the girl stated.

"I see, that's what you thought. I repeat, crying is only for weak and cowardly people. The strong ones don't show any emotions or weaknesses" he answered.

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