Chapter 1

... The melody of my despair wrote the lyrics with your name...

I stood at the altar, knowing what was about to happen but still a smile was plastered upon my lips. My heart flutters in happiness because that's the day I am going to marry the love of my life, Lydia. She is my everything and now I want to spend my life with her. I cannot explain my content, a feeble emotion of love and benediction filled me up. My blue eyes glistened in excitement to espy the upcoming moment. I am looking forward to it. I ran my hand in my black hairs and turned to look at my Best friend Christian Elvis, looked at me with a smirk and showing me a thumbs up.

I chuckled and turned away, waiting for my bride to come and end this tormenting wait of mine. It was one of my dreams to find salvation and leave the darkness lurking inside me, which ate me up all this time and now when the time had come; it was bliss. I genuinely want to live a normal life, away from danger and abhorrence. I truly want to...

As I was waiting using extreme patience I rarely use, one of my men came to me,

"Mr Moretti." He called me. A faint smirk crept upon my lips as I turned to look at him. He whispered something in my ears as my eyes widened in horror. My heart clenched and broke to pieces. My lips began to quiver as I lost my strength. All the dreams coming to my mind fade away. The string of hope I was clinging onto broke as I fall into the abyss once again. It hurt me more than I could have anticipated. The pain to hear what I don't want to is much greater. I never knew it would hurt this much. Breaking apart, I ran to the dressing of Lydia and saw her corpse lying there. Someone killed her. My world comes to a crash. I lost my ability to think. I was devastated to see the sight before me. Utterly devastated, I couldn't believe what has just happened but a question stuck my mind that time, Could I live a loveless life? I know the answer. I knew everything but it was hard to accept. Gaining nothing on the path of love. My love fell apart that day as I decided to get what I want...

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I woke with a loud gasp, I began to pant because of my nightmare. Sweat rolled down my forehead, my breath hitched. A fright filled me with the image of that day came to my mind. Nothing like that happened Everything was literally the same until I came to know about Lydia's death. It was devastating.

I sighed deeply, Just when I was about to start a good day this horrible nightmare ruined it. I shook my head and ruffled my hair and got out of my bed. I don't want anything to destroy my day. I have to keep my calm and don't worry about things much. I don't want to think about it, I have to be busy.

I stood under the shower as the cold droplets of it drenched me. I tried to let out the horrendous sight to get out of my mind so that a lull can take over. Grasping the situation and not falling into the nightmare, I need to focus on what's ahead. I have never been that nervous in my life before. My heart skipped a beat in dread thinking if something went wrong or things didn't go the way I predicted they would. But, I know how to wrap things up, I always did that. I just have to do what Kathrine told me or else using force is something I don't want to do.

"Look, The relationship aroused from hate is much stronger than others. Its strength would be greater than anything else."

You don't have to be her enemy just start everything with hate. I repeated her words in my mind like a chant and took a deep breath and got out of the shower. It's doesn't suit the Head of Mafia leader to act afraid. It doesn't suit the Dark Lord to fear a woman. I am someone people soul should tremble to hear. I am the terror of one's soul, I couldn't be weak.

Everyone knows my name 'Dark Lord' but I have to keep myself identity a secret, they haven't seen me but the fear is engraved in people. From the outside, I am a simple businessman known as the 'King of Shipments' but the reality is my whole childhood started and ended in the dark world. My every started in darkness and seems like it will end in darkness. After countless struggle and hardships, I have gained this position, somewhere in my heart, I don't want to lose it- for whom I shall leave it? I am like the puppet master of the Mafia leaders, their strings are in my hand and there's was actually a point in my life where I want to stop and let it go but since when I was bestowed with love? It's just a short-lived passion, It's simple for me. I get what I want and that's what I am doing now too. Maybe that's my way to love, I will force it and the other person will not be aware of it.

I got ready and went to breakfast. It's a habit of mine to hear about work in the morning while having breakfast- I don't know, just to spoil my mood. My day usually with a piece of bad news what's good in life anyways?

"Sir, That investigator James found of the shipments of the morning."

"Shipments of what?" I said taking a sip of my coffee.

"Guns, Sir. They were trading under your name. If he found out what exactly you were exporting, it would be fatal." I stopped and when I heard it. I cursed under my breath and stood up. My temper is something I cannot control. It just got the best of me. I have serious anger issues.

"You should have told me this before, Idiot!" I yelled. I took my phone and my sunglasses left. I never fail to destroy my day but that's the only ways for me to get out of that loneliness inside me. The anger inside me tells me I am alive after that feeling I receive when I look at her. I grit my teeth and went to the port and saw Christian talking to the officer. I let out a sigh of relief knowing he got my back. He may have left the Mafia world but always been there for me. Christian is my best partner and the only person with I never fought with. I was always goofy with him.

I got out of my car and walked to him,

"Hey, dude, What happened?" I asked being oblivious as I didn't know what happened.

"Nothing, Mr Moretti, just a survey," James said. I gave him my mocking smile and asked, "Well, enjoy yourself, Officer." He narrowed his eyes at me and challenged, "Just you wait, Mr Tyler Moretti. It will all end soon."

"For you." I remained still and said with my smile and he left. After he left, I scoffed and shook my head. "Idiot," I mumbled and then turned to Christian.

"You should go and enjoy your wedding. It's the first day." I teased with a dark smirk. He rolled his eyes off and remained silent. "I am leaving for work. Good Luck." Christian said and left. He doesn't seem happy about his love life after so many years of taking care of Sophie- it was unexpected. After he left I sighed and called the in-charge of the shipment,

"George!" He came and I looked at him in irk, "How did the information get out about the smuggling of guns?" I asked direly. "I-I don't M-Mr Moretti." He said, afraid. The way he speaks it's clear he would dare to betray me. Besides, I trust him. "I want you to find this person in a week or else you will pay for his deed," I said threateningly. "Y-Yes, Sir."

I then took a look around and decided to give a 'warm gift' to Officer James so that low-level guy could know his place and of course.

I certainly didn't make him transferred to another city on purpose so that he won't sniff on my work like a dog he is.

And after that tiresome and monotonous day, I decided to have a coffee and lunch in a quiet place to calm my mind.

I went to the Amber One hotel as a pretty waitress came and asked in her usual polite tone, "What would you like to have, Sir?" You. That's what I wanted to say. I mean she was cute and if we met in a club, I would love to spend my life- I mean night with her.

"Hmm... A cold coffee." I said after sparing a glance at her and began to use my phone. Do not pay attention . She left and came with a cold coffee. My heart began to beat fast, almost about to burst from my chest. My hand turned cold. I swallowed the lump in my throat. My gaze was fixed on my phone, still not looking up at Cand- I mean that girl. How can someone make The Dark Lord nervous with her presence!?

"Here you go, Sir." She said and moved away. I inhaled deeply and took a sip of my coffee and spit it out,

"What the hell is this?!" I asked agitated.

"Is something wrong, Sir?" She asked innocently.

"I asked for a cold coffee, not for cold water. What the hell is this?"

"I apologize, Sir. I will get you another one."

"It's gonna taste the same, woman!" I yelled.

"Don't yell at me, I am not the one who made it." She said shrugging her shoulder.

"What did you say?" I growled.

"What you heard, Sir." She hissed.

"Watch your mouth." I hissed back.

"What? I am not a chef." She said.

"What happened?" The voice of the manager came. "Teach your workers some manners," I said angrily. "What did you do this time, Candice?" The old guy asked sternly. "Sir, I just served him his order."

"And talked rudely," I added. She gasped, "You yelled at me first!"

"Enough Candice. This the third complain we have received from you. We cannot tolerate this kind of behaviour. You are dismissed." The Manager said. The girl, Candice's eyes went wide when she heard it. "No, No, No, Sir. Please, I am sorry. I won't do it again." She begged.

"Only if our guest, forgives you." The Manager said. Tears brimmed in her eyes as she looked at me pleading, "I am so sorry, Sir. Please forgive me." She said, at the verge of crying. I took my phone and glasses from the table. I wore my glasses and unbuttoned my coat as a feeble smirk crept upon my lips and I left saying, "You deserve this."

And that's how everything started...