The Rivalry

Evelyn strolled through the bustling mall, her eyes catching the latest fashion displays. She was with some friends of hers who loved to shop, although she despises it, she loves hanging out with her friends which caused her to agree to go shopping. Evelyn was unaware of the shadowy figure watching her from a distance. Vincent, the mafia boss, leaned aganist a pillar, his eyes fixed on her every move. He had come to this country to collect a debt from John, Evelyn’s father, but now he had found something- or rather somone- far more intriguing. As Evelyn paused to examine a dress in a store window, Vincent’s phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen; it was one of his men informing him that John was still nowhere to be found. Vincent’s gaze returned to Evelyn. He decided he could afford to stay a few more days. Vincent followed her discreetly, noting her favorite stores and the way she interacted with the world around her. She had an air of innocence and grace that captivated him. He watched as she laughed with a friend, her smile lighting up her face. It was in that moment Vincent made his decision: Evelyn would be his. As the days passed, Vincent’s obsession grew. He found himself drawn to her more and more, arranging his schedule to ensure he could keep an eye on her. He watched her from a distance, learning her routines and habits. He knew it was only a matter of time before he made his move. One evening, as Evelyn was leaving the mall, she felt a strange sensation, as if someone was watching her. She glanced around but saw nothing unusual. Shrugging it off, she continued to her car, unaware that Vincent was already planning their next encounter.

*Vincent’s Pov*

It’s been three days. Three days since I first laid eyes on her. Evelyn Adams. Such as beautiful name, such an equally beautiful woman. I looked down at the files I gathered about her. Nineteen, going to college to be a nurse, lives with her family instead of living in a dorm at the university. It wpuld so much easier if she lived at the university, it would be so much easier to see her, take her, and make her mine.

*knock knock*

“Come in.” I grunted as I gathered the files and stacked them neatly. I looked up seeing who it was, who dared interrupted my research.

“Hey Vince,” my second in command strutted to me as he smirk. He was also my best friend, which is why he is allowed to call me that. “Who are those about?” He arched an eyebrow, pointing to the files.

“No one.” But before I could grab them, he had already snatched them from me. “Zane. Put them back.” I growled.

“Who is this beauty?” He smirked looking through them. “Wait- Adams?”

I snatched the files from him, securing them in my desk.

“What do you want, Zane?”

“Well I was coming to tell you that John is at his house and the men are waiting for your command, but now I have another reason.” He paused, staring at me. “Who is Evelyn?”

“I said she is no one. Now stop questioning me before I shoot you. Let’s go. We have business to attend to.” I started to walk but he stopped me.

“Zane. Move.” I hissed.

“Ah ah ah, tell me, and I will move.” He said stubbornly.

I huffed and rolled my eyes.

“Evelyn is MINE.” I continued, “She also happens to be John’s daughter.”

“Y’all are dating? Does she..know?” He questioned, yet again.

“No. Also no. She will be mine, even if it’s by force. And, when I get my hands on her, I’m taking her home.” I answered, smirking as I thought of a plan. “You said John was home. Correct?”

“Yes, John is home, as of now. Are you ready?” He confirmed.

“Oh, I am more than ready. If he doesn’t have the payment, in full, I will be taking something else.” I smirked.

“What?”

“His daughter.”