MATED TO LOVE YOU

... The melody of my despair wrote the lyrics with your name...

I stood at the altar, knowing what was about to happen but still a smile was plastered upon my lips. My heart flutters in happiness because that’s the day I am going to marry the love of my life, Lydia. She is my everything and now I want to spend my life with her.

I cannot explain my content, a feeble emotion of love and benediction filled me up. My blue eyes glistened in excitement to espy the upcoming moment. I am looking forward to it.

I ran my hand in my black hair and turned to look at my Best friend Christian Elvis, looked at me with a smirk and showed me a thumbs up.

I chuckled and turned away, waiting for my bride to come and end this tormenting wait of mine. As I was waiting, one of my men came to me,

“Mr Moretti.” He called me. A faint smirk crept upon my lips as I turned to look at him. He whispered something in my ears as my eyes widened in horror.

My heart clenched and broke to pieces. My lips began to quiver as I lost my strength. It hurt me more than I could have anticipated. Breaking apart, I ran to the dressing of Lydia and saw her corpse lying there.

My world comes to a crash. I lost my ability to think. I was devastated to see the sight before me.

My love fell apart that day…

***

I woke with a loud gasp, I began to pant because of my nightmare. Just when I was about to start a good day this horrible nightmare ruined it. I sighed and ruffled my hair and got out of my bed. I don’t want anything to destroy my day. I have to keep my calm and don’t worry about things much.

I stood under the shower as the cold droplets of it drenched me. I tried to let out the horrendous sight to get out of my mind so that a lull can take over. I have never been that nervous in my life before. But, I know how to wrap things up. I just have to do what Kathrine told me.

“Look, The relationship aroused from hate is much stronger than others. Its strength would be greater than anything else.”

I took a deep breath and got out of the shower. It doesn't suit the Head of Mafia leader to act afraid. I am someone people's souls should tremble to hear but I have to keep my identity a secret.

From the outside, I am a simple businessman but the reality is my whole childhood started and ended in the dark world. After countless struggles and hardships I have gained this position.

I am like the puppet master of the Mafia leaders, their strings are in my hand and there was actually a point in my life where I wanted to stop and let it go but since when I was bestowed with love? It’s just a short-lived passion,

It’s simple for me. I get what I want.

I got ready and went to breakfast. It’s a habit of mine to hear about work in the morning while having breakfast- I don’t know, just to spoil my mood.

“Sir, That investigator James found out about the morning shipments.”

”Shipments of what?” I said, taking a sip of my coffee.

“Guns, Sir. They were trading under your name. If he found out exactly what you were exporting, it would be fatal.” I stopped when I heard it. I cursed under my breath and stood up. My temper is something I cannot control. It just got the best of me.

“You should have told me this before, Idiot!” I yelled. I took my phone and left. I never fail to destroy my day but that’s the only way for me to get out of that loneliness inside me. I grit my teeth and went to the port and saw Christian talking to the officer. I let out a sigh of relief knowing he got my back. He may have left the Mafia world but always been there for me.

I got out and walked to him,

“Hey, dude, What happened?” I asked, being oblivious as I didn’t know what happened.

“Nothing, Mr Moretti, just a survey.” James said. I gave him my mocking smile and asked.

“Well, enjoy yourself Officer.” He narrowed his eyes at me and challenged, “Just you wait, Mr Tyler Moretti. It will all end soon.”

“For you.” I still said with my smile and he left. After he left, I scoffed and shook my head.