Entangled With The Mafia Lord

It was a few minutes after six o’clock in the evening when the unexpected happened.

Tristan and I were settled around the kitchen counter, trying to figure out what our next step would be all about. We didn’t bother telling Nicolas and Daven about these recent group threats yet since I was sure Nicolas would only get more worked up when he was still supposed to be resting. Tristan suggested we visit a clinic with Nicolas to get him tested to be sure he hasn’t contaminated any kind and of sexual transmitted diseases, I’m sure he isn’t going to be happy about it but it’s for his own good.

“I’ve asked my guy who’s still deep in the business to help me check out who ever ‘Ærëñá’ is and everything about them, I haven’t gotten any reply from them though, I’ll check in on them tonight.” Tristan said, his fingers drawing small triangles on the counter.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“You didn’t tell him what predicament we’re in, right? I asked just to be sure. I want this to end as fast as it has started without our business being out in the open completely, it was one of the reasons why I still haven’t contacted Pedro to ask for his help concerning digging up this said group. With Pedro’s connection in the underground business, he’d be able to get that information in an hour if he wanted to, but Pedro was talkative. I didn’t want it escalating into something bigger.

Knowing Pedro, immediately he gets a hint that people are somehow after our diamond, his eyes would be on it immediately and anything could happen by then.

“Nah, just told him I was helping a friend who wants to sell something to him.” Tristan replied and I shrugged a little.

“It’s really freaking me the fuck out that someone who’s probably really old out there is lusting over our sister, I mean she’s just sixteen for God’s sake. At this point, I’m going to believe that pedophiles are just too fucking much here on earth.” I said slowly, my face mirroring my disgust with how crunched up my face was at the moment.

“It’s more alarming that they know about the real diamond. Don’t you think that something just isn’t sitting right?” Tristan said. I shifted in my seat, my hands clasped between each other’s on the counter while I allowed what he said to sink in. Of course that particular thought crossed my mind not once and not twice either, something definitely wasn’t right.

“When we agreed to forge a fake look alike diamond to give to the Xobras in exchange for our brothers, we didn’t disclose that detail to anyone, not like there was other people to inform about something that private except y’all, so I still don’t understand how it was clearly stated in that letter that we had better hand over the real diamond to whoever the person is.” Tristan paused for a full minute before continuing, “And I didn’t tell anyone about this when I went to make a fake. I just don’t understand what’s happening. I don’t think we’re safe here either now that I think about it… I mean, were we even supposed to trust your friend who offered this penthouse for us to stay in for the time being?” He paused before cursing loudly.

“Shit, what if this whole house has been bugged? God, why didn’t we think of all these before now? Christ, fuck.” He cursed while tugging the roots of his hair, I noticed the moment he lost a few shades of color in his face.

I felt like face beating myself up with a hammer, why didn’t I think of all these? I’m their guardian and their big brother for fuck’s sake. Now that I think about it, I don’t think this place is actually safe either…

A loud sound echoed from the doorway leading inside and Tristan and I jolted up at the same time.

“Fuck, do you think it’s the room service?” Tristan asked frantically and I shook my head immediately, the room service almost never showed up unless called upon.

Just as I was about to sprint upstairs to get guns and knifes to be armed at least, the door got open with a key and three masked men stepped in, I stood frozen in a spot beside the kitchen entrance while they pushed the door closed and locked it with the key they used to make their way in. I ran towards the stairs, the only thing on my mind was the guns but a voice, followed by the forming of a gun stopped me.

“Take one more step and I’m going to blow your stupid brains off.”