Frank is sitting on the couch in one of the hotel bedrooms that he booked. He taps his finger on the armchair. He looks at his watch, and someone knocks on the door. Smirk tugged on his line.
Right on time.
“Open that door,” he nods at the guard.
The guard bowed his head before going to open the door. The door opens and reveals Melody standing there, looking so nervous, but she tries to mask it with her brave expression.
“Come in, dear,”
Melody lets out a deep sigh and walks in. The door shut closed, making her flinch. Frank looks at her up and down, observing her appearance. She is wearing a light blue lace skirt and a white crop top sweater.
“Hm… you look beautiful, dear. I still couldn’t believe that man wrapped you in branded clothes,” he chuckles.
Well, Damian did wrap her with branded items. She didn’t ask for it, but her walk-in closet was always re-stocked by her maid.
“Thank you…” she mumbles.
He smirks, “Take a seat.”
Melody looked around and found there were a lot of bodyguards surrounding them. She furrows her eyebrows and starts to get suspicious of why there are a lot of guards here with them. It’s not like she is bothered by it, but if Frank brings one or two bodyguards…
She’s fine with it.
“Are you alone? Are you sure Damian didn’t know you were here?” Frank questioned to confirm it.
“Yes… I’m sure,” she nods.
“So, if that is so, where is the thing I’m asking you?” Frank raises his eyebrows.
“Here…” she pulls the file out of her bag. “I got everything you need. Everything that you desire…”
Frank grins in satisfied. He snatches the file out of her hands and opens it. Soon, he read the things inside of the file, and his smile widened. This is what he needs. The things that could help him to destroy that man.
“Good. I didn’t expect you can do this. Damian security is tight,” he looks at her with curiosity, “So… how did you manage to get it so easily?”
“Well…. uh….” Melody scratching her head. There’s no way she want to say Damian caught her and gave it to her without any hesitation.
Everything is being planned?
“Like you said… Damian gave me access to everything. He… H-He don’t even care what I did,” she chuckles awkwardly.
“I see,” he smirks, as an idea forming in his head.
Melody fiddles with her fingers. She clears her throat, “Um… so. About our deal…”
“What about it?” he arches his eyebrows.
“You said… If I help you with these things, you will give me my father’s property back.” She says with hesitation in her tone.
Frank chuckles and puts the file on the table. “I forgot about that. You see… um… there’s a change in our deal.”
Change? She furrows her eyebrows slightly, knowing where this thing leads to. Melody tries to control her expression. It’s not like she didn’t know how her stepfather was. Always try to get something even more.
“Change? What changed?”
“You see… if we continue doing this, I can gain more information about his clan. So, I want you to stay and help me to be my spy,” he explains.
Like she expected.
“But we already have a deal. I get you the information you want, you give me my father’s property back!” she frowns.
“Melody, you have to understand. If you help me, you will live a comfortable life, and I will help you to escape from Damian’s grasp,” Frank grins, trying to get her. “I’m sure you hate him more than me.”
His words somehow give a pang in her heart. Hate him? Damian? Unexpectedly, not even a bit, she hated that old man. It’s more like… attached? Melody clears her throat and shakes her head slightly.
“I-It not that I hate him… but he trusts me. I can’t betray him. He did so much for me, you didn’t know that,” she mumbles, clenching her fist.
“Are you serious? That man? Did so much for you? Melody…” he chuckles thinking it was a joke, “He’s a tyrant. He did nothing but kill and torture. He lives with blood pooling in front of him.”
“Until now… I still couldn’t believe that he gave you… everything. It’s just like, I need to see it in front of my eyes,”
Melody sighs.
“He’s not that bad! He… He just needs someone to… talk and spend time with,” Melody says.
“Talk and spend time with? That sound not like the most powerful and intimidated mafia,” Frank burst into laughter.
The guards around them join the laughter. What they heard about Damian is cold, tyrant and no mercy. Melody looks at them with a frown. What is so funny about it?
“Please don’t joke right now,” he huffs with chuckles.
“I’m not. You know what? It doesn’t matter. I wouldn’t help you. I want my father’s property back. Now,” Melody says firmly.
“I wouldn’t give it to you not until you accept to help me,” he smirks.
“My answer is still no. No means no,” she narrows her eyes on him.
Frank arches his eyebrows. He knows she wouldn’t accept it. He lets out a deep sigh and leans his back on his chair.
“If that’s so… looks like I have to do it the hard way,” he snaps his finger.
The guards walk closer toward Melody. She gasps, and her eyes look at them with panic. They are standing near her, holding their gun.
“One last chance, yes or no?”
Frank crossed his legs.
“No,” she gritted her teeth.
He chuckles, “Okay. Get her.”
Two guards held her, making Melody squirm. “Hey! What are you doing!?”
She knows this is not the man who always welcomes her with a warm smile. Frank probably hired the new badge for their clan.
“I should have done it early,” he gets up and takes the knife from his man. “I shouldn’t have let you live, Melody.”
“What… W-What you mean by that?” she frowns.
Frank smirks and walks towards her. “You should be dead with your father.”
She furrows her eyebrows.
“Now, I can have your clan with you gone…. forever,” he grins.
Her eyes wide open when he put the knife on her neck. The grin on his face made her stiff as if that grin meant nothing but one thing: he wanted to kill her. For his good. The sharp knife pressed on her neck.
“Say goodbye for your last time, my beautiful daughter, Melody,”
Her eyes closed. Before he could slice her neck, a loud shot filled the room. The two guards holding Melody fall to the floor. Blood leaking out of their head.
“Hmm… this is not what I plan for,”
Damian standing at the doorway. His man lowers the gun and stands in their position. Matthew and Victor are standing on each side of their boss.
“M-Mr. Angelo!?” Frank frowns.
“You look like you didn’t expect me to come,” he chuckles.
“I-I thought… I thought she’s alone!” Frank exclaims.
Damian smirks, “You should be more… aware of your surroundings,”
Frank gritted his teeth. He slowly steps away from Melody. He looks at Melody with anger, blood boiling in his body.
“You lied to me? You trick me!?”
“I-I… I just want my father’s property back! Is that too much to ask!?” Melody raised her voice.
“You don’t deserve that property! You are just a delicate and tiny woman! That property is mine!!” Frank hissed.
“Frank, are you that stupid? That property sign toward Melody. The reason why it goes to you is because you force her to sign the paper so that you can have the property,”
Damian crosses his arms. He looks at the desperation in Frank’s eyes.
“No! It’s mine! She didn’t deserve anything!!” he pointed at Melody. “I did everything! I wouldn’t waste my hard work!”
“Your… hard work?” she titled her head.
“Yes. I… I did everything. I plan everything… everything to get what I want,” he grips his hair. “I can’t lose it.”
Melody steps forward, “Fr-Dad… Please… what do you mean by that?”
“I kill your father, stupid!! You think your father died because of an accident!?”