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Malcolm sat by the man at the backseat while the driver drove past a big golden gate.
“Where are we?” He asked his so called foster father.
The man smiled.
“Home. Welcome to my mafia’s palace”
“Mafia’s palace?” His eyes grew wide.
He nodded with a smile.
“I’m Leo Da Cruz”
“Oh my gosh!!! You’ve got to be kidding me! The almighty Leo Da Cruz?! Its a pleasure!” He bowed his head.
Leo Da Cruz smiled and stroked his head.
Malcolm eyes fell on his wrist and his eyes blinked. He gulped heavily and looked at him.
“But why…did you choose me?” Malcolm asked.
“Why me out of all kids in the orphanage?” He asked and the car stopped in front of the huge palace.
Leo smiled and came down. Malcolm joined him and they walked in together. The inferior was very grand and beautiful.
“Because,,, I’m indebited by you” He replied.
“Meaning?”
“You might understand when you grow up…wisely. I also like you, Malcolm Keepers”
Malcolm smiled and continued looking at the wrist.
Leo noticed where he gaze was aand looked at his wrist.
“Are you looking at the tattoo?” He chuckled.
“Huh?” Malcolm jolted.
“Do you like it? I’m the only one in Italy who has this unique tattoo. It was given to me by my Dad as a gift”
Malcolm clenched his fist hearing the word ‘Dad’
“I noticed you keep looking at it. Do you like it?” He asked.
Malcolm blinked.
“Yes” He answered.
“Because you are now special to me. I’ll make sure you have it on you as soon as possible”
Malcolm forced a smile.
“Are you sure you’re the only one with this particular tattoo”
“Of couse yes. Why? Did you see anyone with the same tattoo? Let me have that person killed?”
“Killed?” Malcolm thought.
“Not really. I…I just thought otherwise” Malcolm stuttered. written by sommy pearl f.
“Okay then. C’mon. Let’s go in. You’ll freshen up and eat with me. You must be hungry and tired…” Leo held him close.
“I’ll get to the root of this” Malcolm thought and bit his lip.
2 WEEKS LATER**
“It’s pretty. Thank you” Malcolm bowed at the tattooist who bowed back and left.
Malcolm smiled looking at the mirror.
“I gotta tell father, that I’m done” Malcolm giggled and ran off.
He was about entering the room when he heard a big conversation.
“Clara…Listen up” Leo said.
“Here…This is the key to the frame key hole I’m creating. I haven’t gotten the trusted artiste for the picture yet but I will,,, soon. Even if it takes up to 10 years, then, no deal” He added.
“And what makes you think Malcolm might find out you really killed his parents?” Ma Clara asked.
“He’s wise,,, I’ve noticed that kid. He’ll find out soon or later” Leo stood up and began to smoke.
“If Malcolm finds out,,, He might kill you”
“Then,,, let him. I deserve it” He spat.
“But why…why did you kill his parents in the first place? Why go through so much trouble?” Clara asked.
“I…I…They stole from the mafia’s bank. His father is my secret treasurer but he stole from me”
“Then,,, I suppose the so called father deserves the death. You don’t need to do so much” Clara rolled her eyes.
“His father stole the money cause of his son,,, Malcolm”
“What?” Clara asked.
“After serious investigation,,, I found out Malcolm had gastric cancer. His father had no money and decided to steal in order to keep his son alive. That’s why I’m regretting and making it up for them by raising Malcolm. I also wish to die by his hands”
Clara sighed as she watched him fill the room with smoke.
“I heard you plan on making the little boy your consigliere when he clocks 18?” Clara arched her brows.
“Yeah…”
“Oops. I plan to resign before then. Guess I might not be at the ceremony” She muttered.
Malcolm took his eyes away and ran out. He went to his room and locked himself up.
He faced the mirror and saw his sad deep blood shooted eyes. Tears were br!m-mln in it.
The tears fell down to the cupboard where his hands was.
“I’ll kill you…It’s a promise” Malcolm grunted.
He looked at the fresh tattoo by his neck and bit his lips angrily.
“Darrrrnnnn!” He screamed and scratched the tattoo bitterly which just hurts him like crazy but he didn’t mind.
His heart was seriously hurting the more.
Before, His mind went off from Leo Da Cruz being the actually killer of his parents because of the love and kindness he showed him.
But now….He just found out that he was truly the killer and why he showered him with so much love was because of the guilt he had.
Malcolm punched his stomach hard in rage and groaned painfully with tightly closed eyes.
