You were quietly having breakfast in a restaurant on the coast. You had decided to eat on the terrace, since the weather was ideal to enjoy the views of the ocean.

Everything was peaceful and perfect, until you started listening to the sound of violent motorcycles in the distance. You immediately turned to see Salvatore, your father's right hand and the man in charge of taking care of your daily activities, confused.

"They must be thugs having a career, my lady. Don't worry about it." Salvatore smiled comforting, looking at you with gentle eyes.

But in reality, no career was happening at that moment. It was your bodyguard, Marco, having a persecution with members of the Greco family, who had infiltrated in the territory of D'Amico. Probably at the request of Alessandro Greco, who lately seemed obsessed with the idea of ​​having you.

You had a bad feeling in your heart, which prevented you from ignoring it completely. And that was reinforced by the caution with which Salvatore looked at the surroundings, looking thoughtful and cold.

It was when you tried to calm your nerves and hit bite again, that suddenly an explosion was heard near the place. And in less than a second, shots were heard throughout the terrace.

Everyone panicked, pulling the tables like barricade and trying to take refuge from the shooting on the ground. Of course, Salvatore and you did the same immediately. However, you were now separated by several meters, due to the chaos of the situation.

You thought about crawl to him urgently, but at that moment you felt a gun on your temple.

"Perfect, princess. Now be a good girl and come with me. Alessandro can't wait any longer to see you." Giovanni, a Greco Soldato, whispered on your ear.