1. You Must Endure

A heavy rain fell on a cold Naples night, with thunder showing its strength. Several men dressed in black chased a man and a young woman while carrying firearms.

"Orella, get out of here!" said the man, who was none other than his sister.

"What?" Orella widened her eyes. "No! I don't want to! I won't leave you, Juan!"

The older brother gently rubbed Orella's bleeding forehead after hitting her head on a rock. Orella looked up at her brother and saw his sad face. It was clear that Juan didn't want to lose her. 

"Take care of yourself!" said Juan as he pushed his sister roughly until she slipped.

"Juan!" shouted Orella. "Why did you push me?"

Orella was about to approach, but her brother immediately said, "Stay there! Don't move!"

She saw the enemy who managed to get close. Orella also saw Juan, who was blocking them from approaching her. A tall, bulky man had Juan by the neck from behind. However, the older brother managed to poke his opponent in the ribs.

"Juan, just give up because tonight is the death of you and all Maldini descendants," said the man who had been wrapping his arms around Juan's neck. 

Juan kicked the man, while the other man rushed him with a hard punch on his back. He fell to the muddy ground. He was about to get up while resting on his arms.

He screamed and then fought three people at once brutally. Finally, he managed to knock them down one by one with all the strength he had. Juan ran and approached Orella, whose face looked worried. He was panting while occasionally wiping his face, which was wet from the rain.

"Listen to me, Orella!" the man exclaimed. "Keep everything a secret, even to Dad! Do you understand?" Juan ordered firmly.

One of the enemies managed to get up and then punched Juan in the stomach from the side and kicked him until he fell to the ground.

"Juan!" screeched Orella.

"Go away, Orella! Don't mind me!" shouted Juan.

Orella shook her head. She didn't want to obey her brother's orders. So far, only Juan has been there for her and has protected her.

There was a gunshot along with the sound of thunder. A bullet pierced Juan's leg.

White smoke billowed, coming from a pistol held by the tall, black-clad man. He grinned briefly, then shot Juan's other leg again. Thick red blood flowed, carried away by the rainwater.

"Juan!" shouted Orella.

"Orella...," Juan choked out. His chest was tight as if oxygen was being sucked out of his lungs.

"Don't hurt my brother!" screamed Orella as she tried to get closer to Juan.

"Orella... don't come any closer ...." Juan was about to lift his body, but the man stepped on his head to kiss the ground.

Another bullet whizzed by and hit Juan in the back.

"Juan!" Orella screamed again.

However, it was useless. There was nothing Orella could do to help her brother. The man kicked Juan's body until it rolled over and almost fell on Orella. With all her might, Orella managed to hold her brother's body.

Orella hugged Juan, her whole body trembling. "Juan! Hang in there!"

"No, Orella... my time is short. You have to listen to me," Juan said in a weak voice. "Remember... you have to... survive... don't let anyone know...."

"Juan...," Orella called. "Please ...."

"Orella... you must endure... remember what I said."

After saying those words, Juan breathed his last. His head drooped to the side, and he was no longer moving.

"Juan!" shouted Orella, along with the sound of thunder.

"You too must die tonight," the tall man said as he put a gun to Orella's head. "Prepare to follow your brother."

Orella closed her eyes, the anger in her heart growing after her brother's death. She opened her eyes again and attacked the tall man who had pointed his firearm at her.

"You killed my brother so you should die too!" Orella said with anger inside her, and then she attacked the tall man again.

Another man attacked Orella with a piece of wood, but she dodged it. Orella grabbed the wood. She brutally beat the legs of the tall man for firing his bullets at her brother.

The tall man's screams of pain made four other men attack Orella, intending to finish her off. However, what they did was completely fruitless. Instead, Orella managed to paralyze them one by one until, finally, three men died from being hit by the wood in her hand. She was like a demon woman who wouldn't let go of the people who had hurt her.

"Demon woman, you're dead!" screamed a man as he fired his bullet and hit Orella's left hand.

Orella grinned, and she ran over to the man who had shot her. She moved quickly and beat the man unthinkingly. The man ended up dying with his head nearly crushed from the heavy wooden blows she had dealt him.

"It's your turn!" Orella said in a cold tone and smiled as she walked with the wood dragging up the street.

"Don't kill me... I'm sorry ...." The tall man pleaded to Orella while enduring the pain from his legs that had been broken by the woman who was approaching him.

"You're dead!" shouted Orella, slamming the wood in her hand at the tall man.

The tall man's moans of pain were heard, but it didn't stop Orella from beating the man until he breathed his last. She grinned again after killing the tall man, and she just stared at the corpse that was already covered in blood.

Orella threw down the wood in her hand. She turned her body around and walked over to the lifeless Juan. She sat down right next to her brother's body.

She didn't realize that there was still one enemy alive, and she hit her hard on the back with a piece of wood that she had thrown earlier. Orella fell into the puddle of water that had been mixed with blood.

Not so long ago, an SUV pulled up. Two men got out of the car and saw what had happened. A man in a white shirt saw Orella lying on the ground, and an enemy was still holding a piece of wood.

The man in the white shirt shot the man who had just hit Orella. After that, he approached Orella.

"It's bad luck that you were born into the Maldini family. Tonight you can die in peace," the man said in a flat tone and prepared to shoot Orella.

 "I won't let you go...," Orella said after she managed to get a clear view of the man who was about to finish her off, and the man smirked.