Chapter 2

RAIDEN VOLKOV

Adopted at 6yrs by his Mafia father Rocco Volkov after Raiden's parents' death in a plane crash. Not even their bodies were found till date. Raiden was Rocco's own little sister's son. Rocco's wife was 5 months pregnant when she was killed in front of his eyes during an attack which took place at the Volkov Mansion 10 years back. They both were each other's only family and only support.

Raiden was smart, shrewd, unwavering and cunning like a fox in any situation. He was too brainy and mature for the child of his age. He skipped grades due to his excellent intelligence and knowledge. At the age of 12, he could understand the problems of a senior high student. At just 22, he gained his double degree in economics and finance and started helping his father Rocco, in managing his business. No mistake was allowed and nothing, absolutely nothing, went unnoticed under his emerald green eyes.

Nobody had seen his face till now. He wore a mask since he came to the Mansion. Nobody knew what he looked like and there were rumors that his face was disfigured. Nobody knew he was adopted. Not even Raiden himself.

Raiden saw a lot of people turn against Rocco and at times questioned Rocco and provided him with solutions, which luckily gave good results. Seeing his son's curiousity, and his sharpness, Rocco, asked his brother-like friend Judas (also Rocco's right hand) to train Raiden for the taking over of the Mafia Gang.

Rocco was the God of Mafias and now he's only son, Raiden was about to take over. Judas's son, Malcolm, became good friends with Raiden. They were literally together all of the time. A room was made up at the Volkov Mansion just for Malcolm. But Mal, always crashed in Raiden's bed. Malcolm was the only one except Rocco and Judas to have seen Raiden's actual face.

Judas, started training Raiden and Malcolm together. They were trained to fight, assasinate, kill, hunt and destroy their enemies and protect their people. They were trained for executing plans and mapping out measures for a raid or launching an attack. Judas also taught them about their various businessess and cautioned them to watch out for a certain people.

Raiden, along with Judas and Malcolm, mutilated all his enemies and traitor associates so severely, that the other Russian crime groups quietly dissipated. He had trained Russian and Afghanian war veterans as his enforcers. And a special army of his own.

Raiden was 24, when Rocco got killed in a shootout while saving him and Judas got shot trying to save Rocco, Riaden whole world came crashing down.. They were brothers and had worked together ever since the Blood Moon Mafia of Russia was founded by Rocco himself. After Rocco and Judas were killed, Raiden went on a rampage. He killed every single person who was involved. Malcolm never left his side. Judas had made him promise that Raiden's safety will always be Malcolm's priority.

Raiden was now feared in the whole of Russia. People who sided with his father also gave him support. He uprooted every gang which tried to stand in his was and established his own kingdom.

Raiden was known as the ruthless leader of the Blood Moon Mafia gang of Russia. He was descibed as the God of Mafia and nobody dared go against him.

TWO YEARS LATER

"Ray, we've arrived. Get your ass up." A very irritating voice was heard. It was his best friend, his brother, his family, his right hand and his human line of defence.

Raiden turned to sleep on his back and opened his eyes. He looked around while adjusting his eyes to the sunlight.

"We're here, already?" He asked groaning in sleep.

"Umm, hmm. And we already have our rooms ready. I am staying with you and rest have their own rooms." Mal replied.

Raiden got up and rubbed his eyes. He straightened his shirt and brushed his hairs.

"Yeah, thanks Mal. Haven't got a peaceful sleep since last 2 years." Raiden said to Malcolm putting his hand over his shoulder.

"Never mind. Just this last one. And then, you can rest. I promise." Malcolm assured his boss and friend Raiden while patting his back.

The 'God of Mafias' and the 'boss of all bosses' as described by the media had arrived in Italy for hunting his last target.

A squad of men dressed in black suits and glasses rushed and stood at the perimeters to make sure their boss was safe.

"Per favore scendi Sire", said one of the guards.

(Please get down sir).

Raiden and Malcolm got down the Rolls Royce. A man was standing at the entrance of the hotel welcoming the guests.

"Benvenuto all'hotel silver moon signore." The man bowed and said.

(Welcome to Hotel Silver Moon sir).

Raiden nodded at him and looked down at his name plate.

"Valentino, Thank you." He said and walked inside the hotel.

Even though he was ruthless mafia God, Raiden was still known for his politeness and poised manner. He walked in gracefully with his guards walking in front and back of him. Malcolm went to the reception and got the keys.

"I heard they serve the best breakfast in Italy. Let's freshen up and get something to feed our tummies." Raiden said to Malcolm.

He could be a baby whenever left alone with Malcolm. And Malcolm treated him like his son. They had an inseparable bond. Malcolm was 2 years elder to Raiden.

"Your wish is my command." Malcolm replied with a smirk earning a smack from Raiden and pretended to be fake hurt.

They went to their rooms. And an hour later, everybody walked downstairs dressed in casuals. People stared them in awe. Everybody looked like gods of beauty descending down the heaven. They all went to the private lounge and sat.

Raiden was a father figure when it came to his men. He cared equally for everyone like his own family. All were busy talking about how magnificient and breath-taking the hotel interior was. Just then the door opened.

"Buon giorno, è un piacere averti qui!" A melody like voice was heard and all stopped talking and turned to face her.

(Good morning, It's a pleasure to have you here).

"Good morning, piccola ragazza" said Malcolm with a smile.

(little girl).

Raiden had his back facing the girl. So he wasn't aware of the beauty that was standing behind him. But the vibes which surrounded the girl, were like a queen.

"Would you like to order now, or a little later?" Mia asked with a smile.

"Right away. We just travelled a long way from Russia and are very hungry. We heard this hotel serves the best breakfast. We all are foodies." Malcolm explained her.

"Okay gentlemen, this is the right place then to stop by. Will take your orders right away." Mia said and clapped her hands and 2 men entered the lounge.

"Ms. Russo, why are you here? You could've just let me." Said the man in suit.

He was the manager there. She smiled at him.

"That's okay, Grace. I saw you were busy." She said.

"Ms. Russo, if you don't mind, let me please." The manager said and bowed to her.

"Please, I'll leave them to you then." She said and turned to the men who looked at her attentively except Raiden, who din't even bother turning around even though he was dying to see the owner of this beautiful melodious voice.

"Okay, gentlemen, Grace will take over from here. Have a great day." She said and about to leave.

"You, too. Ms.???" Malcolm said raising an eyebrow and ending his sentence in a question.

"Ms. Russo only, Hope that's clear." She said and left.

"She's fire, Ray." Malcolm said looking at Raiden.

"Stop drooling, Mal." Raiden said annoyed.

After that they ordere their breakfast and everybody was high on the delicious heaven-like breakfast. They couldn't stop praising the breakfast.

"Seems like you have enjoyed our breakfast, gentlemen." said a voice. It was Jasper Russo.

"Hi, I am Jasper Russo and your chef for today breakfast. Was everything to your taste? Was there anything you didn't like or anything? Please feel free to tell me." He said politely.

"Mr. Jasper, thank you for the lovely breakfast. My family did enjoy it a lot. We are staying at your hotel, please take care of us. Hope you don't mind us troubling you for a few days." Raiden said shaking hands with Jasper.

"That's not a problem at all, sir. It's a pleasure to serve you the best. You don't seem to be Italian." Jasper said curiously.

"Oh!! We're from Russia. We are here on a vacation." Raiden said politely answering Jasper's question.

"That's great.. So.. enjoy your stay at Silver Moon." Jasper said and he left.

After paying, they all left out to their cars.

"Jaden, could you please see what's wrong with this lady?" Mia said to the guard waiting there pointing to her BMW.

"Oh sure, Ms. Russo." The guard answered.

"Ms. Russo, why don't you another car? Should I ask them to get another for you?" The guard asked her and she pouted.

"Hmph!" she sighed and nodded.

There was somebody watching her every movement. The emerald green orbs never left her. There was a smile on Raiden's face. Evrybody noticed it and were suprised. They had never seen him smiling since his father died. As if coming to realisation, Raiden went back to his cold self.

"Let's go." Was the order given and that was enough for all to move.

"Yes, Sire." His guard replied.

They entered their cars and started to leave.

Mia recognised Malcolm and she waved at him. Malcolm looked at Raiden whose face was expressionless. He shook his head and waved back with a smile.

A while later, a black matte porsche stopped in front of the hotel and a boy in his 20s got down. He waved at Mia and she literally jumped with joy. As the boy approached Mia, she jumped upto him and he held her and turned around in circle.

"Princess, I missed you. So you were here, huh?" It was Mia's brother, Marcel.

"Guess what, today was my off and I asked Dad and Jas to cover for me and ran her. I couldn't wait to finally get a little closer to my dream." She squealed in joy.

" Stop!! Who is this guy? I don't like him at all." Whispered Raiden to Malcolm.

Raiden's remark made Malcolm turn to him with a shock.

"You like her?" Malcolm asked Raiden.

"Be careful Ray, she's innocent and we don't want to involve her with us. I don't want you to hurt her. You know what we are." Malcolm told Raiden placing a hand on hia shoulder.

"Yeah, you're right. But I swear, if anybody dares touch her.. He will be drowning in the darkest oceans of hell."

Raiden said, his eyes not leaving Mia even for a second.

"But, I feel that boy is more like a brother. I mean look at him being so protective." Malcolm tried to calm Raiden who was burning with anger.

"Can also be a pervert!!" Raiden whisper shouted.

"Drop me at the studio, will you please?" she pouted and looked at her brother.

"Princess, you don't have to act all cute. Just order me.." Marcel said putting Mia's hairs behind her ears and smiling.

"Come, let's go." He said and put a hand on her waist. He led her to the car and were about to get in.

"Mr. and Ms. Russo??" They heard a loud shout.

They turned around to see a man in his 40s standing at the entrance. They were caught in action. They both looked smiled in awkwardness.

Raiden's eyes moved to the man and then back to the two people. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

"Mr. and Ms. Russo?" He was confused.

"They are married?!" Raiden said, but boy, it sounded more like a question.

"They are siblings trust me." Malcolm was now getting afraid of Raiden. He saw Raiden's body tensed and his fingers curled into fists turning his knuckles white. Malcolm held his fists and asked him to relax.

"Dad.." squealed Mia and ran to him.

"Oh, my little baby." Noah said hugging her.

"I thought you wouldn't go today. I was about to call your mom." Noah said further smiling at his daughter.

"You brat!! Don't you think you should be home at the weekends atleast. Take your sister to the studio. Mom is waiting. Then take her home. Get it?" He asked Marcel who brushed his hairs back and winked.

"Dad, that's fine. See you at home tonight." Mia said and placed a peck on her dad's cheek. She waved him goodbye and left.

Malcolm felt Raiden relaxing and let a sigh feeling relieved.

The black porshe then left. The emerald greens couldn't stop looking in the direction.

"Drive. To Juliano's." His words were venom laced.

The hunter was on move now. He waited for 2 years for his prey to fall into his hunting net and now was the time. And he didn't want to miss it for anything. After all, it was his family who were killed.

It was a calm before the storm. The emerald green orbs turned a shade darker.

Soon Italy would experience the wrath of the God of Mafia himself. But he promised not to hurt the innocents and the families. But not this time.