Entangled With The Mafia Lord

“So What brings you here?”

“I’d like to purchase guns and lots of bullets. And some knives, ammo, and enough guns.” I replied immediately as I placed my folded hands on his table .

“Hm. Trouble at home getting serious?” He asked as he thumbed open the MacBook sitting on the table and tapped away on it while his cigarette stick dangled from one part of his lips.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“You have no idea, it’s escalating really fast.” I replied around a sigh.

Thursday started just fine and was already almost ending perfectly before I got a call that ruined everything, and two days later, although my siblings were out of dangers at least, they were not completely out of it. No where’s really safe anymore.

“How many guns do you need?” Pedro asked.

“Let’s say 50 pieces.” I replied and we went back and forth concerning all that I wanted before he finally wrote the price down on a piece of paper and pushed it towards me. I didn’t pick it up, I instead glanced at the written price before nodding for him to continue. He glanced at me with a lazy smile tugging the sides of his lips as he called someone are relay my orders to the person.

“It will be here in a minute or two…” He said just as the call ended before continuing. “How about the payments before he arrives?”

“Oh, of course.” I replied to him as I dug out my phone and opened my bank app, the money was transferred to him in a few seconds and I watched his phone beeped when a notification came in from his bank. He picked it up and shook his head with a small laugh as he pushed to his feet while I followed suit immediately after returning my phone back to its position in my pocket.

“It was nice doing business with you, friend.” Pedro said firmly as he held out his right hand. I grasped his offered handshake and shook him firmly before breaking the contact just as a knock echoed from the door.

“That’s your babies,” Pedro muttered as he came towards the other side of the room and pulled the door open. A black man of about 6’8 stood outside the door with a big bag at his feet.

“Boss.” He said to Pedro before bowing his head in respect and exiting the office. I unzipped the bag a little and picked up the first gun. It was clean and sparkling a beautiful black color. I checked if it was loaded and nodded my head approvingly on seeing how fully loaded it was.

Time to get those fuckers now.

I thanked Pedro before giving the bag to Lucas as I waved at the girl who still didn’t leave her position on the floor all these while. She waved at us just as the door slid close, rendering us in almost darkness in the hallway where our guns got taken from us on a tray.

We walked towards the door where we came in from and the girl who collected our guns glided out from another part of the house, her high heels clicking on the floor briskly.

“Here’s your gun, Sir.” She lifted the tray to us without looking into our eyes and I picked them all up and together, we exited the house and headed back to our car.

The moment we sat in the car, we both let out relieved sighs.

“That went well,” Lucas mused and I couldn’t agree more. It went way better than I expected. I wasn’t expecting Pedro to want to kill me, but I also wasn’t expecting him to welcome me the way he did even though we haven’t set eyes on each other in years.

“It sure did,” I replied as Lucas drove out of the compound once the gate automatically lifted high up for us to pass through, people were controlling the gate’s movement from the house, that way, it would be extremely hard for them to get ambushed since someone couldn’t jump over their fence since the barb wires on the fence were supposed to electrocute anybody who touches it so far the lights of the house doesn’t go out, neither could they come with the hopes of shooting the non existent gate keepers. With the amount of illegal things he was into, it’s me foolish of him not to ensure his security was tight as fuck.

“That man scares me,” Lucas said all of a sudden and I chuckled lightly. I didn’t miss the shocked expression on Lucas’ face when Pedro waved him off nonchalantly as if he wasn’t important. “I dunno, he doesn’t scare me.” I replied absentmindedly.

“Did you tell him about the Xobras?” Lucas asked. I shook my head in reply, “I didn’t. There’s no use telling him about it, I’d take care of it myself. And besides I don’t need more enemies, involving Pedro would automatically make people think I was already interested in the underground business again which I definitely wasn’t, and would also make people start focusing on me all over again because I’m sure if Pedro gets involved, the news is going to spread around the underground. I’m trying to fade away into the background completely when it comes to this illegal stuffs, I don’t need something to start shining the limelight on me all of a sudden.”

I breathed out a sigh as I leaned my head against the headrest of the seat, for all I know, the Xobras are still out for me since the moment they realize the truth, likewise this ‘Ærëñá:-‘ that I know nothing about. I haven’t even heard a thing about whatever that is until last night. All I know was that whoever the person or people were knows a lot more that they should.

The car pulled into the penthouse driveway and Lucas lifted the bag in his hands and we headed upstairs together, which reminds me, “You didn’t come back here last night, yeah?” I said to Lucas who flattered a little on the stairs before regaining his footing.

“Oh. I didn’t, something came up with the cleaning team which made them take too long to get to the house, then when I was done, I figured y’all would have already been asleep and I didn’t wanna disturb y’all since you were almost in a place crash yesterday’s night.” Lucas replied as we stepped into the elevator.

“I didn’t even notice until Tris mentioned it this morning, he was hoping you haven’t gotten killed too.” I paused before continuing around a small laugh, “He was worried about you.”

Lucas breathed out a louder laugh, “Really? Wow, that’s a change.”

“Tell me about it.” I replied. It was weird for Tris to admit to being worried about someone unless it was really important. Tristan has struggled with handling his emotions since he became a teenager, he became hard and rarely expressed his true feelings. Lucas and I tease him once in a while and call him an ice king, a nickname which did nothing but bring a ugly scowl to his face.

The elevator slid open and I opened the door with my keys and stepped in with Lucas behind me. The sitting room was empty except for Esther who was watching a movie on Netflix while Nicole was sleeping on the couch beside her. She had obviously fallen asleep while watching the movie.

Esther quickly jolted up immediately I pushed the door open, on seeing who it was, she visibly relaxed and waved her greetings at us before turning back to her horror movie that was currently playing. I walked towards the chair and crouched before Nicole. Her lips were in a pout and her forehead was slightly wrinkled while her hair stayed laid over half her face. I flicked her forehead with my thumb and index finger and watched as she slowly came to. She squinted her eyes a little at me before it finally registered in her brain who it was.

“Urg, Auden.” She groaned as she turned her head and buried her face in the other side of the chair. I grinned at her irritated expression as I tucked her hair behind her ear and blew hot breath across her face.

“Auden, stop! I wanna sleep!” She pushed my fade-away with another groan and laid face down on the couch.

“Go sleep upstairs, your body’s going to hurt when you wake up if you sleep on here.” I said to her as I nudged her head a little.

“Nicole.” I tried again but she ignored me completely.

Oh well, I pushed up to my feet and walked towards the bar where Lucas was currently at. Tristan climbed down the stairs and walked towards us.

“Here comes the ice king.” Lucas said loudly and we both bursted out laughing while watching as Tristan stiffen visibly before throwing me a menacing glare then directed that same expression to Lucas.

“Fuck you both.” Tristan said as he flipped us the bird before sinking into a stool.

“Aw c’mon, I still can’t believe you were worried about me.” Lucas continued to tease Tristan while laughing.

“Like I said, fuck you, man.” Tristan mumbled.