This chapter will have a lot of time skips, so please keep note of the bold letters. Happy Reading.
XANDER'S POV (NIGHT BEFORE THEA WAS KIDNAPPED)
"Boss, Martinez was arrested today morning. Charged for murder and selling drugs. The police know he is a part of Rouge"
Damien spoke. Damien is my most trusted man. He was the first person that I spoke to about establishing a Mafia. Pedrova, the mafia in power is pathetic. Cowards. They use women, children, drugs and the worst of things to prove their power.
Damien's younger sister was a victim of their women trafficking network. When I told him about establishing Rouge, the man did not even hesitate to say yes. He wanted revenge and I promised him that.
"Was he involved?" I asked.
"No boss. Martinez was not a traitor. Has a family boss, he wouldn't dare cross us like that and put the Rouge at risk"
"Then tell the detective he has the wrong man and get him out" I growled, annoyed as to why Damien couldn't handle it himself
"Boss, it's a woman and she refuses to conduct any further investigation. Something about Martinez's DNA found on the victim's body. It's a setup Boss."
"ÐÑи ÑблÑдки знаÑÑ, ÑÑо Ð¼Ñ Ñак близки к Ð·Ð°Ñ Ð²Ð°ÑÑ Ð²Ð»Ð°ÑÑи. Ðни пÑÑаÑÑÑÑ Ð¾Ð±Ð²Ð¸Ð½Ð¸ÑÑ Ð½Ð°Ñ Ð² лекаÑÑÑÐ²Ð°Ñ , коÑоÑÑе они пÑоизводÑÑ" (Those fuckers know we are this close to taking over. They are trying to frame us for the drugs they are making). I growled. This will not be a big problem if we handle it right. We just had to play the right cards
"Damien, get the detective to the basement. She and I need to have a talk" I smirked. The world was finally gonna know what happens when they mess with the Rouge
TIME SKIP (WHEN THEA GETS KIDNAPPED)
"We have her roommate in the basement. Thea Gracias, works as a waitress in the bakery shop on the main circle. The detective escaped and the guys didn't know if she was gonna be a threat or not so they got her here. Looking at the girl, I doubt she is gonna be much of a threat. She barely looks over 18. I was surprised to know she is actually 22" Damien chuckled at the end.
"Get her into my office now" I ordered. I wanted to get this problem over with as soon as possible
"That is not going to happen, boss. She had passed out in the apartment. The guys said her head smashed somewhere"
"ÐÐЯÐЬ (fuck), get her when she wakes up. Make sure she doesn't die. I do not want this problem to stay on any longer"
God this is getting on my nerves now. The longer this thing stretches, the worst is going to happen. It took us eight years to build Rouge. Fighting the underground system, forming connections, finding people, the money; all of it will be for nothing if Martinez doesn't get free soon.
Rouge doesn't do drug dealings. Neither do we involve ourselves with women or children trafficking. These were the hard limits of the gang and this is why people joined Rouge. No one likes cowards who hide behind the helpless. It's disgusting and pathetic. The Pedrova's are everything that we hate. If people get to know that we involve ourselves with drugs that are killing hundreds of people, the entire empire is gonna come crashing down.
TIME SKIP (WHEN THEA ENTERS XANDER'S OFFICE)
I heard a knock on my door. Knowing that it was gonna be Damien with the girl, I shut my laptop and spoke
"Come in"
A few seconds later the door opens and the girl is pushed inside the room.
"Look up," I said. I needed to get this over with today. I had a lot on my plate, and I wasn't gonna cancel it for a tiny little girl. When she didn't move, Damien tugged her arm and a whimper escaped her throat.
"Don't make me repeat myself ÑÑка" (bitch) I really did not have time for this. She better fucking start listening or I will put a fucking bullet in her body.
She finally looked up and I could swear, I felt something in me move when I saw her teary face. Her brown eyes were filled with tears and her round cheeks were stained with dry tears. Damien did not lie when he said that this girl doesn't look a day over 18. I saw her staring at me.
Bold. No one has the courage to look at me for as long as this girl has. People normally cower away because of all the bold ink, scars and piercings. But this little kitten was staring right at me.
"Done staring коÑенок ?" (kitten) I taunted. I knew the kind of thoughts that were going on in her head and it almost made me smirk. But before I could say another word to her, the little kitten faints. Well that did not go as planned. Damien held her in his arm, looking at me,
"Do I put her back in the basement, boss?"
"No, put her on the couch. I will deal with her. You and the other guys, go find Williams. I want her in the fucking basement by sunrise.
After Damien left, I went back to working. The little kitten was passed out for over five hours before she finally moved. Finally
I waited for her to scream, or even speak, but she didn't. After a few minutes she tried to get up, but before she could, I spoke
"Don't move". That startled her. I smirked and walked towards her. She tried to press herself into the couch. Trying to find some sort of safety, I guess. No kitten. No one and nothing is going to save you from the big bad wolf.
I knelt down to her height and spoke:
"If you move, I will put a bullet in you. If you speak unless spoken to, I will put a bullet in you. If you lie, I will put a bullet in you. Clear коÑенок ?" (kitten)
I was losing patience. If she does not speak up and cooperate, I will hurt that pretty face.
Pretty!! Where did that come from? This woman is supposed to be dealt as a fucking problem.
"Make me repeat myself and I will put a bullet in you" I threatened, losing my cool.
This got her attention as she nodded, looking down at her fingers on her lap.
"Look up" I growled again.
"Did I not make myself clear?" I threatened . This is the third time she is ignoring me.
Seems like the girl finally got some senses cause the next thing I know, the little kitten stares right into my eyes. An unfamiliar heat spread in my chest as she continued looking.
Ignoring whatever the fuck was going on with me, I spoke
"Now I am going to ask you a few questions and if you lie.."
" Ya you shoot me. Got it" She cut me off. Well glad she understands. But what I did not approve was her cutting me off. Xander, if you shoot her, you will have more than the detective to deal with. This tiny girl is not worth it.
" Where is Lila Williams?" I asked
"I don't know," She whispered. The fuck she means she doesn't know. That detective is her roommate. I pointed my gun at her, warning and her eyes widened
"What? I am serious. I don't know where she is. Last time I saw her was when I tucked her drunk ass in bed" she said. I searched her face for any lies and I didn't find any. Well either she is telling the truth or is one hell of a liar. I hope it's not the latter, cause I do not want to kill her.
"Do you know where she might have gone?" She shook her head.
" You better not be lying to me," I threatened. "Your detective friend will be in a lot of trouble when I find her. She put one of my men in jail. Her impulsive judgment has cost me a lot"
"Wh... What kind of tro... trouble?" She stuttered
I pointed my gun at her head. Asking questions wasn't her thing. I ask the questions and she answers. Just as I did, the little thing shuts her eyes and fists her palms. As if waiting for the impact. I got my face closer to hers. My senses were suddenly overpowered with the smell of chocolates and strawberries. Fuck she smells good.
She peeks with one of her eyes as I whispered
"The kind of trouble that pretty girls' like you never get into. It normally involves a lot of pain, torture and blood"
I intended to make it sound threatening. She needs to know who the boss is. No questions asked.
"Anything else коÑенок ?" (kitten)
"Can I leave? I swear I won't tell anyone about what happened. I mean I don't even know any of your names so please just let me go. If you have a problem with how Lila investigated her case, you should talk to her in the precinct. Like a civil person" she whispered the last part and I almost missed it. Almost
"No you cannot leave. Not until I have a word with Ms. Williams. And about not knowing names," I paused for a second.
'Fuck Xander, don't tell her your name' The rational part of me spoke. But it seems like I have lost my mind because I made the one mistake in my life that I wish I hadn't made.
"Xander. Xander Ivanov" I just told her my name
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