Every Inch of you!

** chapter One** THE THIEF Nestled high in the mountains of Cape .a small town village of Elizabeth is settled on the quite plateau of Pine trees, wild herbs , colourful flowers and neatly kept gardens of fruits and vegetables. The serene atmosphere is always fresh and clean. Flowing with a narrow river nearby. Life in Elizabeth is slow, Peaceful & natural. a hidden mountain haven watched over by towering green hills in the day and bright stars at night. The night was quite in Elizabeth, the village lights already dim when Kyla heard a faint rustle outside her window. With her sharp & alert ears she jolted awake and saw a shadowy figure try to pry open her window. She slowly woke up and carefully went to stand adjacent the window. quickly grabbing the nearest heavy object , a vase of flowers . Once that figure managed its way inside Kyla's bedroom, Kyla didn't hesitate and quickly knock him off balance. He stumbled, hit the edge of her dresser and went unconscious just long enough for her to secure him with the cable from her monitor. When he Finally woke up, he found himself tied up on a sturdy chair , wrist tied . Kyla stood at a safe distance ,arms crossed , studying him sharply. She wondered ' who on earth was he' . Without overthinking she stepped closer and pulled off his mask and ...froze. The man before her wasn't some scruffy thief .His expression was calm, collected and elegant despite the situation. His eyes were sharp unreadable and fixed directly to her , instead of anger or fear, there was something like a suprise on his face. he hasn't expected to be here either. Kyla frowned " who are you, & what are you doing in my house??" Instead of rumbling and explaining himself, he gave a short controlled reply, with his husky and hoarse voice ,he Just said a few words that told her everything & nothing at the same time " Wrong place, Wrong time " Kyla then launched into a frustrated rant . about breaking and entering, about scaring her, about how insane the whole situation was, But while she talked the man simply watched her calmly. And before she even realise it ,he had slipped free from the cable She hadn't seen how he did it, one moment he was tied the next, he was standing right before her. He leaned in slightly, his voice low but steady. " see you soon angel " Then walked past her and out the window as if he had never been trapped at all. Kyla stood alone in the quite room ,heart racing trying to understand what had just happened, who was that devilishly handsome man. Killian's Pov I knew the meeting was a set up the minute the door closed behind me. Footsteps, whispers, the metallic click of a safety being released, rookie mistakes. I slipped out & wondered about the village until I came across a rounded hut I didn't think twice & luckily the window was open then I jumped in without second thoughts. 'What a luck' or so I thought.The room was very dark I couldn't make out anything I was looking around Until I felt something heavy hit my head. Then everything became blurry I stumbled, & hit the corner of something ..The next thing I was awake and found myself tied up on a chair. Looking at the material I was tied with I almost burst out laughing.like was I tied by a kid or what because this is ridiculous with just one move I can untie myself. Suddenly I felt someone's gaze on me.... I looked up, To find piercing green eyes that seemed to see everything, framed by dark long lashes and full pink lips curved perfectly, soft and inviting. Her dark hair tumbled around her face , highlighting high cheekbones and flawless skin making her beauty sharp , captivating and hard to ignore. My breath got hitch ... my throat became dry. And I felt the other part of me arouses. which shocked me to the core ... Because I never get aroused easily especially by just a mere stare of a woman. Before I could even say anything, the beauty stepped forward and took off my mask then She froze I smirked in my mind .... Ohh beauty what did you think, I was some scruffy thief??.. Nah U probably thought wrong. I just stayed calmly and let her observe me. which also surprised me Because I don't like being exposed to strangers let alone my employees I am Killian Moretti. the most dangerous and feared Mafia boss In the whole world. But today somehow I quite enjoyed what is happening. I was so lost in my own thoughts until she said" Who are you, what are you doing in my house??" I'm a man of a few words I don't explain myself. am straight & direct. I simply said" Wrong place, Wrong time" . .... Kyla's Pov The next morning the sun spilled through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.Kyla leaned casually against the windowsill, arms crossed, her gaze sweeping over the quite room where chaos from last night has settled. A small smirk tugged at her lips , part amusement, part satisfaction he hadn't expected her to be ready and she enjoyed knowing she had the upper hand... atleast for now. She lingered by the window a moment longer, letting the sunlight play across her smile, when a gentle voice floated up from outside " Kyla my dear are you awake ??". Her Grandma's voice sounded " Yes ma" she replied " Ohh okay could you please help me in the garden? the herbs need tending, and I could use an extra pair of hands " her Grandma called , her tone soft and tender warm enough to make her chest feel light. she let out a small reluctant laugh and shook her head. stepping away from the window. " Okay Grandma am coming" then proceeded to help her among the rows of fragrant herbs and bright green vegetables. ..... I was born in a small village surrounded by rowing hills and endless fields of green a place where everyone knew each other and the air smelled fresh herbs and earth. I lost my parents when I was young .And after that I stayed with my grandmother ,who raised me with patience, love and a sharp sense of caution. My little brother who's ten lives with her. His laughter filling the house when I visit, reminding me of everything worth protecting. He's the reason where I am today working hard so that he can have a better life than me, we lost our parents when he was a few months old, so am both her mother and sister.I love him a lot I can do anything for him anything ...both him and my grandmother they're my life. Most of the time, though I live in the city in a small apartment with my friend Claire. Whenever I feel overwhelmed by the hustle and bustle of the city, this village is always my escape room. The fresh breeze the free space, I very much love & enjoy that. **Chapter Two** THE PUNISHMENT.. Killian Moretti is a man of few words and overwhelming presence ruling the underworld of Valencia with calm , calculated silence that speaks louder than any threat. Known for acting swiftly and decisively, he is respected and feared not because he shouts , but because everyone knows he never repeats himself. Despite the power he holds, Killian's heart belongs to his mother Diane and younger sister Emelia. The only people who sees the tenderness he hides from the world. Even though his father is still alive. He shields them fiercely, keeping their lives far from the shadows he walks in. Living in a sleek penthouse overlooking the ocean , surrounded by luxury cars , tailored suits and private clubs he control from behind the scenes. Killian moves through life with quite authority. He navigates the Mafia underworld with precision and discipline, his reputation built on Loyalty, strategy and an unshakable ability to stay in control. To the City he is power embodied , to his family he's simply the son and brother who loves them more than anything. Killian Pierce was alone in the quite of his study, surrounded by shelves of leather bound books, his study was dim with only his lamp from the table as his source of light. Just like his life has been . He was reviewing reports when the security system pinged, someone had entered the mansion without permission. Instantly alert , Killian rose from his chair, taking his gun from his drawer then moved silently toward the hallway. But the tension dropped the moment he saw the "intruder", Casually tossing his jacket onto a priceless chair like it belonged to him and finding his way towards the luxurious Kitchen . Logan Pierre , his childhood friend the only person who has stayed by his side through the years of ruthlessness, struggles and his self chosen celibate life , grinned as if breaking into a Mafia boss's home was perfectly normal. Killian exhaled, the Hardened edge in his posture fading, slowly placing his c****d gun in his trousers at his back For everyone else he was dangerous and unapproachable , but for Logan he was just Killian and even though Logan annoyed him more than anyone else could. He was also the only person Killian allowed to walk into his world without knocking. Simply walking back to his study , Logan trailed behind him saying" Hey man , come on not even a single Hii my friend wouldn't hurt, do you have to be this cold??" Killian ignored him and went back to his study to continue his work . Dropping on the chair opposite him. " So won't you ask me why am here??" Logan asked smiling widely like a kid who just got his fav candy . Killian looked up to him then raised his eyebrow signalling him to talk . "Well well well we I found him" Killian's expression sharpened immediately, he didn't need a name " Rafael Moreto" "Hiding under a fake identity, new apartment, cheap disguise...the whole pathetic package. He really thought u Wouldn't track him " Killian's jaw tightened, but his voice stayed steady and low " he owes me and ran " " yeah well ...he didn't run far .Wanna pay him a visit??" Killian closed his file on his desk with a quiet snap " At dawn" Logan smirked, standing up and stretching . " I knew u would say that. I'll get the motor ready " Killian's eyes softened just slightly. " You came all the way here to just to tell me this??" Logan shrugged " Well that...and I wanted to see your face , when I told you your enemy is hiding in a basement apartment like a scared intern !" Killian shook his head, turning his head to the window." Rafael's lesson is overdue. we will handle it. cleanly." Logan nodded. " Then sunrise it is ." Dawn crept slowly over Valencia city, brushing pale gold against the rooftops. Killian stepped out of his mansion dressed in Black, his expression steady, calm and unreadable. Logan was already leaning against the car, sipping coffee he definitely did not offer to share. " You look like someone who didn't sleep " Killian slid into the passenger sit without answering. " Drive " Logan smirked and got behind the wheel, pulling on to the quite street. The city was barely awake , street lights flickering off . Early risers stepping outside. Inside the car, there was no music just the low hum of the engine. Logan glanced over " You planning to talk to him first or just let all the disappointment do the working??" Killian kept his eyes on the road " He ran. that already tells me everything I need to know"