Dominic Westwood pov
They call me cruel.
Monstrous, an unforgiving soulless Demon. Spawn of the Devil himself .
But nobody knew who I was before -The life I had was filled with loved ones and cherished memories -Right before he Snatched it all from him.
And turned me into what I am today.
I sat in the grand Balcony of the Westwood Estate -one of my many accomplishments, the fire cracking, shadows dancing like memories from my past trying to taunt me by reminding me of what I once had and now lost -And I hated it.
The storm outside raged like the Night or I even dare say the world had also remembered. That day, that very particular and unforgettable night.
That Cursed night.
I sipped slowly from the glass of aged Bourbon, it's burn reminding me I was still alive, And all those that mattered were all six feet under.
"My Elder Brother, My mother -my Family".
All Gone.
Slain by the very man -the world now praise and serve like he was some Hero "Raphael Espinoza".
No one ever asked why I hated him.
They all never bothered to ask what it feels like to have everyone you love gone from one day to the next.... And I Was left with nothing, No Family, No money.
I was only twenty -just a boy when my whole world was suddenly snatched away from me. My Brother thought he could reason with the Storm -So he decided to face it.
And Raphael..... he didn't blink when he had Beheaded him-No Remorse Certaintly none when he delivered his head to my Home.
They said it was justice. That he had become a threat -that my Brother had chosen the wrong side.
But they was no trial. No warning.
Just Execution.
And my world shattered.
"Do you know what it feels like to Bury your own Blood?".
To press trembling lips to a frozen forehead and whisper promises you know you can never keep?.
Before my eyes I saw my mother -grief slowly turning her fragile frame into a shell. She stopped Embroidery.
Stopped speaking. She stopped living in short.
And like my brother, and everything else,she left this world.
One coffin Became two.
And i-
I became this .
You see i wasn't Born a Villian
But i was made into one by one man "Raphael Espinoza".
I was crafted from vengence and forged from pain.
Now they all Call it madness .They say i have lost my Mind.
Let them .
Let them say all they want in the shadows .
Because when i am done ."Raphael will know what it truly feels like to loose everything just like i did".
I won't just kill him.
I will Break him.
Because the different between us is Simple .
"He took One life"
" l will take everything".
The door creaked open behind me .A figure stepped into the dim light ,face half-shadowed ,lips curled in a Cautious Smirk.
"you are sure this will work?" Lorenzo asked .
I turned slowly ,pacing the glass down "it already has".
And then i Smiled -Cold and Wicked.
Because by the morning "Raphael Espinoza"will not be the same.