Chapter 1
It's evening at a small cozy house, Isabella gets back from her friend's cafe where she works 9 to 5.
Isabella - Grandma? I'm home.
Her grandmother sitting on a chair waiting for her, smiles and looks at her.
Grandmother - Isa, How was your day?
She hugs her grandmother smiling and sitting near her
Isabella - It was good. (She says drinking a glass of water)
Grandmother - Go, get changed I've made your favorite dish for dinner.
Isabella - Really? Thankyou so so so much Grandma. I love you!! (She says kissing her cheeks and hugging her in excitement)
The next day (Evening around 4) at cafe Isabella as usual, taking orders and looking after customers. She hears a sound of cars surrounding the cafe. Men in black suits with huge guns came out halting right Infront of the cafe's door. One of their man opens the door as they get in.
A man in black with dark intense eyes and handsome face enters the cafe standing right Infront of an old man. Pulls a chair out and sits, taking out his gun and placing it on the table right Infront of an old man. An old man gets up from the chair all scared, kneeling down Infront of him.
Old man - O..one more day please. I promise, I'll arrange money within a day.
Ezra - Wasn't today, the one more day you asked for yesterday? (He says in a calm tone pointing a gun at his temple)
Old man - I'm sorry', just one more day.
Ezra laughs devilishly.
Ezra - One more day? (Ezra asks as he gets ready to shoot the clicking sound of gun echoes in the cafe)
Isabella standing still in the corner rushes to the old man pulling him away and slapping Ezra across his face. His guards surround Isabella pointing their guns at her, ready to shoot.
Isabella - What are you doing? Are you shameless? Don't you have manners? Is this the way, how we talk and behave with our elders?
Ezra walks towards her with angry look, towering over her small figure, looking down at her with intense eyes and something dangerous which can't be descried. He holds her chin roughly pushing her face up to look at her.
Ezra - Sweetheart, do you have any idea who you are talking to? (He whispers calmly over her face, his lips hovering over her, he pulls out his gun and shoots the old man standing behind her who she saved earlier. Old man's body falls on the ground with a loud thud)
Isabella stands there still and shocked with wide eyes and parted lips as a gasp leaves her rosy parted lips, looking up at him with horror. Ezra looks down at her with unfamiliar feeling and smirk on his face.
Ezra - Cute!
Ezra turns around and leaves ordering his men to dispose the old man's body while, Isabella stands there with shaky legs unable to process the situation.
