In a mini apartment in a rural area, Isolda sat on the floor weeping profusely while holding Mr Philly's picture in her hands.

The day was bright, she has a huge debt to pay and she should have been on her way to work but decided to stay back to mourn him.

How could he have died and left her in such state?

Shortly after, she heard a soft knock on the door. Adrenaline rushed through her blood as she panicked.

What if they are here for the money?

Yes!

She loaned money for her father's surgery!

"Isolda it's me!".

She heard a familiar voice that kept knocking persistently and her face darkened.

Furiously, she yanked the door opened, her cold glare making Inola quiver.

Out of anger, she questioned rudely, "What are you doing here?".

Inola swallowed a huge lump of saliva before responding, "I didn't mean to ditch you, I swear, I tried to help you......"

Isolda not ready to listen to her gibberish, interrupted rudely, "You don't have to keep coming here because he dead because of your wickedness and callousness, I begged you Inola but you disappeared for weeks and now coming after he is gone!".

Inola stared at her in shock, she didn't mean to disappear for weeks!

She was fucking locked indoors!

Inola wanted to make herself clear, she spoke up, "I swear I tried to help you get the money, he didn't give it to me, you...."

"You are very heartless! Leave and never return! I don't want to ever see your face again!".

"Isolda!!!!"

She slammed the door on her face more tears pouring rolling down her face.

Inola banged the door, hoping she would open up but she never did.

She left with the hope of returning the next day, she won't stop coming until she clears the air.

Isolda wiped her tears shortly, thinking of how to get the money!

10 million dollars isn't a joke.

She was loosing her sanity!

The only rich person she has was Inola.

To her, Inola betrayed the sisterly bond after running to her for help. He might not have died if she had given her the money.

His treatment started when it was already late, he died of heart disease.

She waited for her, hoping she was going to bring the money after promising to help.

She went into the city in search of a tangible job or loan she could use to settle his bills first.

She came across a Mafia Lord who was willing to loan her the money and demanded repayment in a month or she dies.

She accepted the deal with the mindset he won't die and they work together to provide the money.

Now he is dead, she can't raise the money all by herself.

The date for the repayment was in a week time.

The restaurant business he owned was not the best option to raise the money.

She racked her brain, thinking of what to do.

She couldn't return to Inola after she betrayed the trust and love she had for her.

Click!

The lights came on and she saw a rat scurrying away.

An idea flickered in her head.

Run!!

*

PRESENT DAY

The day for Inola to get married was approaching and she still hasn't cleared the air with Isolda.

She has not even met the man she wants to get married to.

She laid in her bed, gazing at the ceiling, her gaze finally landed on the picture she took with Isolda.

A tear dropped from her eyes, as she stared at the picture.

She never knew she was a twin.

She was on her usual photography work when she found Isolda two years ago, her exact replica.

They became friends but the bond was beyond being friends. Inola opted for a DNA that confirmed they were related by blood.

She was happy, she has a sister.

They were happy to have each other.

Isolda was more happy to have a rich twin sister.

Then the ugly incident that reshaped their relationship happened, Mr Philly's sickness.

Before it got worse, Isolda ran to her for help, she promised to help her out thinking her father will lend her the money.

He didn't!

He refused to lend talk less of giving her.

She tried to steal the money for her but she was caught and locked up, leading to an arranged marriage.

She wished Isolda could hear her out!

She wiped her tears, put on her coat before leaving the house.

She was determined to let her know she tried to help her!

*

Inola arrived at the restaurant and it was locked, she then proceeded to the house.

She arrived at the house in a jiffy and the doors were left open.

She walked into the house calling out her name.

"Isolda?"

The house wasn't a big one, she was able to survey the house in less than five minutes.

Isolda was nowhere to be found.

"Where could she have gone to leaving the door opened?".

She was still in the house when she heard the sounds of cars rolling in and halting outside.

Cars?

Who are they?

Out of curiosity, she rushed outside and three cars were packed outside.

Some men were standing outside, very muscular, looking fierce and cold.

She steadied her emotions and finally asked after a long silence, "Who are you?"

The door opened, a man stepped down, few strands of hair covering his eyes. He was dressed in a black silk shirt with two buttons undone and a matching pant, exuding a domineering and intimidating aura that made her quiver.

He is Don Greco Giordano, the Mafia Lord of Death Island.

He leaned on the car, his hands shoved into his pant with her heart was racing as she contemplated if they here for Isolda.

Or could it be the man her father wants her to marry?

She was confused.

His gaze lingered on her for a while before speaking up, "The pay date elapsed two days ago".

His voice piercing through the silence, shattering every bit of it with his cold baritone voice.

What pay date?

"You have two options, you either pay me or you die"

She already had enough of the trash he was saying, she doesn't even know what he was saying.

"See, I don't know what you are talking about! I will like you to leave this moment before I call the cops"

Her confidence was driving him nut, she didn't even care about who he was and what he was capable of doing.

"My money is not a joke, you came crying and begging to lend you money promising to pay me back in a months time. You either pay the money or you die".

His men brought out their gun, aiming at her.

She flinched in fear going on her knees.

She was innocent!

She began to plead, "Please spare my life, I'm innocent"

"Seize her"

She shivered in fear as hot tears strolled down her face.

She let out a loud scream, pleading on her knees. "Please, I didn't do anything, I'm not a debtor!!!"

She was bundled roughly into the car like a worthless bag of chip.