Chapter One: Caroline's Mission

“You have to marry the mafia boss, Caroline,” my father announced when I went inside his office. “Make him fall in love with you.”

I raised my eyebrows as I closed the door of the office. My father, on the other hand, cleared his throat, intertwined his fingers with each other on the table, and sighed at the very end. He followed me, walking towards his table with my head held high, and sat on the chair in front of him casually.

“The mafia boss?” I asked and tilted my head. “Do you mean Dark Vergara?”

My father nodded and said, “I heard that he is building establishments in secrecy. No records or news about it publicly, which is odd. I don’t think it will be good for the economy in the city, knowing that he has a huge bad record regarding murder, embezzlement, and theft.”

“And?”

“I want to know about these establishments. You will be my spy.”

“By marrying me off to him?” I echoed and snorted, now crossing my arms. “Do you think that Dark Vergara is an easy prey, Dad?”

“You are also not a weak predator to manipulate and get to him. I didn’t train you since you were born for nothing, dear. This is your destiny – to stop the bad business of Dark’s mafia gang and other evil people in our country.”

I squinted my eyes. “After I get the information about these establishments, my mission will be done, then?”

“Of course,” he said and smiled. “And whatever you ask, I will give it to you as a price.”

My father is one of the country’s remarkable politicians, Senator Carlos Dela Vega. Ever since I was a kid, I have seen him interacting with a lot of significant people and contributing to the proposed bills for important revolutionary laws. Because politics is also dangerously dirty, she also hired martial arts trainers to train me together with my older sister, Christina Dela Vega, since we were little.

Big thanks to our hard training for many years, all the attempted assassinations and kidnappings were shunned. When I was nineteen, my father sent me on a mission to find the murderer of his deceased brother. And there comes next… another one… and another one… until I have got here now. 

“Why me? Why not Christina? She is older than me. She is also better,” I said.

“Christine will be obvious. You know how short-tempered and blunt she is. She will be caught in the act,” Dad explained. “You are angelic and innocent-looking. It won’t be suspicious, and you are very particular in your work. I am not saying that Christina is not, but I think you will do a better job than her.”

My lips pouted abruptly, and I thought about it for a while. I know who Dark Vergara is and his gang. He is a famous entrepreneur but also a criminal with a lot of cases he easily gets away with. I don’t know why my father is after him, but I didn’t care about asking because I don't commonly complain about the missions given to me.

In the end, I approved of the mission Dad gave me. 

“Where are you going?” Christina asked when I passed by her from the living area. “And why are you dressed like that?”

 

I also looked at the white sleeveless dress I was wearing. The length of it was up until my knees. Because I have porcelain skin, the dress made me more glowing. I looked at Christina and saw that she was smirking teasingly while staring at the pair of pink slippers, exposing my bare feet. I rolled my eyes and put my hands on my waist.

“Can’t you just mind your business?” I said coldly.

She snorted and used the magazine she was looking at to hide her mouth. “You look like a poor angel with invisible devil horns,” she said. “Are you seriously going out with that appearance of yours?”

“Yes, and you can ask Dad if you are curious. Just don’t annoy me because I am busy,” I said, rolled my eyes, and turned my back to go outside the mansion.

Dark Vergara might be in his company building right now. I just have to wait to see where he will be to follow him. He’ll be in my hands in no time.

“Let’s go to the VC Holdings' building,” I announced to my driver.

The driver nodded and paused from cleaning the SUV. He opened the backseat for me, and when I was done composing myself inside, he followed to maneuver the car. While waiting for us to arrive, I retouched my face.

I understood why my father wanted me to get Dark’s attention. My face was small and diamond-shaped; my eyes were also doe and brown; my cheeks were naturally pinkish; and my lips were plump, heart-shaped, and soft. I’ve loosened down my wavy brown hair to appear as an innocent façade – an angel to trick the devil himself. It is easy to manipulate when you are not an obvious manipulator. It is just naturally effective, especially if I certainly look like the part.

“Stop, there he is…” I commanded the driver when I saw Dark Vergara going outside his company's building. “Park the car here.”

“Yes, ma’am,” the driver responded and followed my request.

One bodyguard was holding a black umbrella to shield Dark Vergara from the heat of the sun. It opened the door of the Aston Martin that was parked in front of the building. When Dark finally started the car, I immediately went outside my car with the diary I made.

“Don’t follow me, no matter what. And whatever happens to me, do not intervene, or I will kill you and your family,” I threatened my driver before closing the car door.

Without further ado, I prepared myself and watched the Aston Martin running on the road followed by a lot of cars and other vehicles. When the car was already nearing where I was going to cross, I started crying with true tears in my eyes and ran along the road.

It is now or never. I just have to bump into Dark’s car but not kill myself, though.

The other cars honked as they stopped when I passed by them. I smirked and stopped in time in front of the Aston Martin that screeched in the middle of the road as it almost bumped me, but I pretended to be hit by it and kicked the front of the car as I meaningfully rolled on the road.

And of course, I played dead as people started to call an ambulance around me.

Yes!