Ingrid's POV
I can't deny the truth. I was worried sick, and I found myself hailing a cab and following him. I know my dad. He will do everything to be the strongest and hold the title as the mafia king.
That's why he wants me to kill Isaac after killing his wife and son. But I refused to kill an innocent mom and son, which I tasted his evilness. I was tortured for days and almost died because of it.
Now, I promised to myself that I'll protect this man and destroy my dad's empire. He will taste the wrath of the kid that he turned into a fine assassin. Isaac's lips formed a smile then he chuckled softly.
"For the first time in my life, someone insisted that she wants to protect me. She's even my wife," he says.
I avert my gaze, shy. I feel like my ears and cheeks are shining in cri
