It took me 2 hours to make a deal with them. Never in a million years had I ever imagined that a beautiful lady like Lisa was going to be my boss. Though, the way she killed that guy within a second gave me chills. I sighed, "I wonder what is going to happen to me in the future. Also come to think of it, is she really a mafia? I used to think that mafias keep their identity hidden that not even their own family members know about them. Jeez! I guess it's a concern for later." I thought about it and went to bed.
The next day, I received a job proposal letter. It looked like a normal part-time delivery job at first. There was a contact number of the owner, "Well, since I have to keep my identity hidden I must need to do something so that no-one will get suspicious about me." I thought and called the number.
The call was picked up by a man with a gruff voice. "Hello sir, how can I help you?"
"Is this the Bluffcakes restaurant? I received a job proposal letter from you today," I said.
"Ah! You must be Jimmy Watson. Yes, I sent you the proposal. So, are you interested in joining us for the part-time gig?" he asked.
"Jimmy Watson?" I thought, confused. "Give me a moment, please, let me read your requirements first." I said, checking the letter. The recipient's name was Jimmy Watson, but the address matched mine, down to the room number.
“It must be that bi*ch!” I muttered. “I don’t even have her contact info to call her and ask about it.” Sighing, I got back on the phone. "Yes sir, I am Jimmy Watson. When should I arrive for work?"
"Come tomorrow at 12:30 p.m," he replied. "I'll explain your duties then. You can start the day after."
"Okay, sir, thank you," I said, hanging up the phone.
The next day, I donned some normal clothes, my nerves prickling at the lack of any official documents under the fake name Jimmy Watson. The restaurant was located in the heart of the bustling marketplace, and as expected, it buzzed with customers. A lone figure manned the cash register, while a few waiters weaved between tables. In the back, I spotted the man from the phone call, presumably the manager. But before I could approach, he boomed, "Ah, Mr. Watson, good to see you!"
"It's a pleasure to meet you, sir," I replied, trying to project confidence. "So, what specifically did you want to discuss about the delivery job?"
"Straight to the point, I like that!" he chuckled. "The role involves delivering orders, and you'll be paid weekly based on the number completed. As a perk, you'll also receive a free meal from our menu each shift."
A free meal? That was a welcome surprise. "That sounds like a decent deal," I admitted. "What about the ID situation?" This lack of documentation made me uneasy.
He gave me a curious look. "Didn't you submit them to the boss?"
Thinking fast, I played along. "Ah, yes, I thought you might need copies for your records as well," I said with a nervous laugh.
His suspicion seemed to fade. "No worries, if the boss himself hired you, that settles it then." He clapped me on the shoulder. "Be here tomorrow at 12:30 pm sharp. I don't tolerate tardiness."
"Absolutely, sir," I replied, leaving the restaurant with a mix of relief and apprehension swirling in my gut. This delivery job seemed simple enough, but with a mysterious boss and a fake identity, I couldn't shake the feeling I was heading into something far more complicated.
As I stepped out of the restaurant, my phone buzzed with another unknown number. Suspecting it was Drake or Charlie, I answered the call.
"So, did you like your first part-time job deal?" Lisa's voice, laced with amusement, filled my ear.
"Ha! This isn't exactly my first rodeo with part-time jobs," I countered, a forced laugh escaping my lips. The seriousness of my situation was starting to sink in. "Look, I need to see you. Now. Tell me where to meet."
A sly chuckle escaped her lips. "Seems like someone couldn't sleep a wink last night, thinking about their new mafia boss."
"Let's just say I have questions," I pressed, ignoring her amusement. "Location. Now."
"There's a yellow taxi just across the road, go there say It's madam's order." She said,
I spotted the yellow cab Lisa mentioned, parked across the street. The driver wore the same black clothes as the big guys from Lisa's place. My stomach lurched, but I walked over and told him the secret message Lisa gave me. He grunted, not exactly friendly.
Getting in the back, I tried to ignore my nerves as the car zipped out of town. After fifteen minutes, we screeched to a stop in front of a creepy, abandoned building. It looked like it used to be nice, but now it was all falling apart, with empty windows like sad eyes. Weeds grew everywhere, and it was quiet as a ghost town. Even though I was scared, I knew I had to see Lisa. I needed to find out why she gave me my wrong identity.
The taxi driver took off as soon as I got out. My heart was pounding like a drum, but I took a deep breath and walked to the creepy building. As I got closer, I heard awful sounds - someone moaning in pain and another person hitting them. Sweat dripped down my face and my knees started to knock together. I slowly opened the creaky door.
Inside, Lisa sat on a chair like a queen, with a mean smile on her face. A big guy, Charlie, was next to a hurt man, holding a leather belt like a jump rope. Drake, the fox natured guy, stood next to Lisa and grinned evilly at me. There were only four guards this time, but they looked different from the last ones.
"Wh-what's going on?" I stammered, scared. My voice shook as I looked at the injured man on the floor.
"Welcome back, Blurb Grimstone," Lisa said in a fake sweet voice. "Or maybe I should call you Jimmy Watson?"
Lisa's sweet voice sent shivers down my spine. "Welcome back, Blurb Grimstone," she purred, "or should I say, Jimmy Watson?""You!" I blurted, my voice laced with accusation. "Why'd you give him my fake name? Where'd you even get fake documents?"Drake, a smug grin plastered on his face, took over. "The name's not fake. This here's the real Jimmy Watson. We borrowed his documents and, well, let's just say we updated his picture."Disbelief washed over me. "What? This guy isn't a bad guy?" My voice trembled as I looked at the innocent man on the floor."Of course not!" Drake scoffed. "He just has a similar personality to you, that's all. We offered him a job, some easy money, but he refused. So, well..." he trailed off, his grin widening into a cruel smirk.Seeing red, I lunged towards Lisa, a roar erupting from my throat. "How could you do this? This is messed up!"Before I could reach her, Charlie materialized in front of me, his fist connecting with my gut with a sickening thud. T
When I arrived, I noticed four youngsters, approximately aged 15-17, consuming alcohol and drugs. One of them lay unconscious on the ground, two were drinking wine against the wall, and the last one, apparently the customer, greeted me, saying, "Hello sir, thank you for the delivery." He spoke with a drunken slur, "Here's the tip for ya, enjoy your life, buddy!"Surprisingly, he handed me a thousand dollars as a tip. Although it wasn't my concern, I couldn't help but wonder why intoxicated individuals would want to order food in such a place. It was all new to me. Regardless, I declined the money and began heading back to the restaurant. Suddenly, an old man intercepted me."You bastard! You're the one who ruined my child's life," he exclaimed.Perplexed, I responded, "What do you mean, sir? I just came here to deliver the meal.""Meal, you say?" The old man approached me, shouting, "So those cocaine are now a meal for you!" He punched me in the face.Stammering, I tried to explain, "
As I approached the man, I realized it was none other than Drake himself who had come to take me with him. I wondered why he had come alone to escort me to Lisa. Nonetheless, I got into the car. Inside, we didn't exchange any words; Drake drove while I silently admired the passing scenery, though I couldn't shake off the nervousness brewing within me. Having met Lisa twice already, and witnessing someone die each time because of me, left me uneasy.We arrived at our destination, which wasn't a shady abandoned place or a club this time. Instead, it was a normal restaurant named "Chez Philippe." Drake instructed me to come inside; we were ten minutes early, and Lisa had yet to arrive. I noticed there was no one else, besides the staff, in the restaurant. I queried Drake about it, and he informed me that Lisa had reserved the entire place for herself. He then ordered drinks for both of us.Curious about his methods for concealing his identity, I asked, "So, what do you do to hide your id
After returning to my room, I lay on the bed without bothering to change. With my hands on my head, I stared straight at the ceiling, contemplating how I could fix everything. Was there any way left for me to regain her trust? No matter how erratic she might be, she wielded the power I needed to save my father and exact revenge on the man who took Jane away from me. Eventually, exhaustion overtook me, and I fell asleep without reaching any conclusion.The next day, I went to work at the usual time. Christopher was busy packing parcels for me to deliver."Hey, Christopher..." I approached him and began, "Isn't there any other way to do this?""What do you mean, bro?" Christopher replied, giving me a curious look. "Once you enter this occupation, there's no way out, you know that, right?""I didn't mean that... What I meant was that I want to progress," I explained, averting my gaze. "I'm tired of being just a delivery boy. It's leading me nowhere. I want to move up, is there any way fo
I spent the entire night in the prison cell, my mind filled with thoughts of what awaited me. When morning came, to my surprise, Lisa appeared at the station with her bodyguards in tow. As she entered, her demeanor was serious, yet there was an undeniable aura of authority surrounding her. She seemed more like a celebrity than a mafia boss.The police officer quickly stood up upon noticing Lisa's arrival, attempting to put on a fake smile. "What brings you here, ma'am?" he asked. "You could have sent one of your assistants to deal with the problem or called me so I could have come to you directly."Ignoring the officer's attempts at pleasantries, Lisa walked over to me. I stood a bit away from her, uncertain of what to expect. She gestured for me to come closer, and I hesitantly obeyed. As she placed her hand on my cheek, a wave of confusion washed over me. "What is this woman thinking now?" I wondered.After a moment, Lisa returned to the officer, the warmth from her touch still ling
After the doctor prescribed me some medications and advised against excessive movement, we departed from the hospital. Drake left first to attend a company meeting, while Lisa opted to accompany me to her residence.Feeling nervous about visiting a woman's home, especially considering Lisa's father's affluent status, I couldn't help but show my apprehension. Lisa seemed to sense my unease and broke the silence, reassuring me, "My father doesn't live with me, so you don't have to be nervous."I let out a nervous chuckle, replying, "Haha... That's a relief... I guess."Meanwhile, back at the police station, Michel sat at his desk with a troubled yet angry expression. It was 11 a.m., and an eerie silence hung over the room. Suddenly, breaking the silence, a remark came from one of the inmates, "Seems like someone's gonna kick his ass today," followed by laughter from his companions.Michel abruptly rose from his seat, gripped his baton, and marched into the jail. His rage unleashed, he u
Michel dialed an unknown number, his voice tight with worry. "I've gotten into some trouble here," he said."And why are you telling me this? Aren't you a Police inspector here?" a gruff voice replied."The person I arrested yesterday," Michel blurted, "was a companion of the owner of Black Dragon." He clenched the phone tighter, inhaling a shaky breath. "She came in here today and took him with her. Ordered me to come to her house, too. The nerve of that—!"A low chuckle crackled through the receiver. "The owner of Black Dragon, you say? So Lisa's involved in the matter, interesting." The voice paused. "Don't worry, I'll call Lucas. He'll go with you.""A- Are you sure that'll be alright? With that... lustful bastard?" Michel stammered.
"It's been a while, my friend," John greeted him with a hearty handshake. "Indeed," Michel replied cautiously, his gaze darting towards the masked figures. "Who are these... gentlemen?" John threw his head back and boomed with laughter. "Professionals, my dear Michel, the best in the business!" He clapped a hand on the shoulder of the figure in blue cloth. "This here is the leader, the finest sniper in the entire country. He'll have your back, figuratively speaking, of course." John's humor did little to ease Michel's apprehension. He pulled out a cell phone and tossed it to Michel. "Here you go. One press of that green button, and everyone in the room except you and Lucas will be… indisposed." Despite the morbid nature of the phone, Michel felt a flicker of relief wash over him. He relayed the location of Lisa's mansion to John, who promptly booked a hotel room a strategic 350 meters away. John emphasized the importance of getting Lisa outside the mansion. "Line of sight is crucia
After discussing the plan, we returned to Lisa's mansion. Exhausted from everything and having lost my appetite after watching that creepy video, I decided to go back to my room immediately.I lay down on the bed, staring at the ceiling and thinking, "Oh God! How could someone be so cruel? I fainted just from listening to that guy's screams." I shifted positions, "Well, I guess there's no other way. If I want my revenge, I need an iron-hearted guy in our gang."At Lisa's room:Drake entered Lisa's room and sat on the sofa. He pulled out his phone, sent the same guy's image to his group, and asked, "If anyone sees this guy anywhere, let me know immediately.""Huff! I wonder if he'll be able to complete this task successfully," Drake thought aloud."Well, there's no choice. If we want to speed up Blurb's progress, he'll have to face these kinds of challenges. And besides, even if he fails, I'm sure your underling will just finish plan B," Lisa said, emerging from the bath.Drake stood u
When we reached the hacker’s home, three people were sprawled out on the ground and sofa, clearly exhausted from overwork. One of them was still sitting in front of a computer. Drake approached him, and as soon as the hacker noticed Drake, he stood up and greeted him with respect. He completely ignored me until Drake called me over. I didn’t mind; the guy looked like he could collapse at any moment. Empty energy drink cans were scattered all over his table.“Man! You sure worked all night, it seems,” I said in surprise.“Ah, yes… That guy’s phone had some tight security, and we almost got exposed once because the police were tracking his phone. So we had to track the police data as well in order to find an opening,” he explained.“So were you able to unlock his phone and get the details?” Drake asked.“About that…” the hacker said, sitting back down in front of his computer.Drake and I stood behind him as he opened a gallery folder and showed us some unusual pictures of Michel.“What
Approximately fourteen people were approaching us, but after hearing Drake’s warning, five of them backed down. Perhaps it was due to his overwhelming killing aura, too powerful for a normal person to confront. The remaining nine people decided to charge at once. A big, fat guy, wielding a sharp shushikiri, attempted to attack Drake first.Drake's muscles tensed as he stepped back, then he grabbed the fat guy’s hand and started squeezing. The fat guy tried to free himself by attacking with his other hand, but that turned out to be the worst move he could have made. Everyone intending to attack stopped in their tracks when they saw their most formidable member immobilized. Drake effortlessly twisted both of the fat guy’s hands, dislocating his hand bones. The shushikiri fell from his grip, and he screamed so loudly that the others stepped back in fear. Despite this, they decided to charge him again, all at once this time. Drake remained composed, and as they attacked, he evaded and co
Drake arrived to pick me up at noon, and after having lunch, we set off together. I couldn't shake off the feeling of confusion about why I was the one escorting him. I mean, if it’s about strength, then I might be the one who would need his protection, and he’s already far sharper than me when it comes to strategy-making. “Am I developing some kind of inferiority complex?” I pondered, staring out of the window.“Is something bothering you?” Drake asked, his eyes focused on the road.“You know… Just confused as to why I'm the one escorting you. I mean, you didn’t bring any guards with you here,” I inquired, turning to face him.“Guards? Why would we need them? We're just going to meet Lucas and will come back as soon as we're done. Also, if you're wo
The next day, Lisa seemed worked up for the exercise. She wore a different workout outfit and arrived at the garden before me. I approached her, “Good morning, Lisa. You're up early today, huh?”“You dare to come fifteen minutes late and then mock me by saying that I woke up early?” Lisa retorted while stretching.“No… I came on time, what are you talking about?”“Shut up! As a student, it’s your duty to arrive before your teacher.”“Fine! Fine!” I acquiesced and began my basic exercises.As I followed her lead, I pondered how I could convince her to exercise with me. I recalled Drake's advice, though I wasn’t confident it would work. “Well, there’s nothing to lose but a lot to gain. So here goes nothing,” I thought as Lisa and I finished our basic body stretching.“Alright! It’s time for you to run,” said Lisa.“It’s time for us to run,” I corrected her.“Hmm…? It’s just your second day, and you want me to run with you?”“Why? You don’t have the stamina?” I teased.Lisa laughed, “Are
“Say what?” Lisa looked at him in shock. “How did my sister find out about this? Did you tell her?” she asked Marx.“You see the difference between you and your sister now? You might be her elder sister, but she’s way sharper than you'll ever be,” he replied.Lisa clicked her tongue and turned away, leaving the place.“My dear Athena! I wonder how much you've changed in the past few years,” Marx mused, gazing at her photo.Meanwhile, Lisa arrived at the mansion where Drake and I were still engrossed in casual conversation while a maid served us food. Lisa glanced at them before heading to her room to change. Entering the bathroom, she luxuriated in the warm water. “Ah, yes! This warm water is exactly what I needed,” she sighed with relief, though her expression soon shifted to worry.“If Athena comes to the house, it’ll be chaotic here, and the silence of this mansion will be gone,” she muttered to herself. “Well, she's going to stay here for a few days, so I guess I can deal with it.
Later that day, Drake came to meet me at the Mansion. I was watching TV in the living room, and Rosa was sitting on the other sofa with Jenna. Of course, she was cursing me as usual. When I saw Drake coming towards me, I turned off the TV and stood up to greet him.“Long time no see, sir,” I greeted him and shook our hands.“It’s been a while indeed, Blurb. How’s your leg doing?” Drake asked.“My whole body’s feeling muscle cramps right now,” I said, stretching my body with a painful sound effect. “And you know the reason how.”“Haha, so she decided to train you, huh?”“She’s a demon, bro. I’ve done training before as well, but no one tried killing me with these intense workouts,” I lamented in front of Drake. I knew that Lisa wasn’t doing anything wrong, and I agreed to this willingly. But still, with Drake around, I felt like opening up.“It’s fine,” Drake told me and continued, “Believe me, you are quite lucky if Madam Lisa is training you herself. She’ll make you the person you ne
Hearing Henry say that, Jordan got confused and asked, “What do you mean? You just said that he twisted his neck, and now you are saying that he wasn’t dead?”“Yess…” Henry answered and explained, “I received a phone call from him, and he said that he doesn't remember anything that happened last night. The only thing he knew was that we were taking a hot lady to a hotel room… just hearing his voice made all my tension and anger go away. That was the moment I realized my mistake, and now I just want to apologize to both of them. But there is one person who I don’t want to forgive at all cost.”Jordan listened to Henry and stood quietly. He finally understood what Henry and his father were trying to say to him. Jordan assured him that he respects his decision and would always be by his side, no matter if it’s about revenge or peace. Jordan also told him that he’ll do whatever he can to know about the guy who he wants to take revenge from. And then he left the cabin, leaving Henry alone
Henry told his father and Jordan about the club incident when he got beaten up by Blurb and then how Michel came to arrest him and broke his leg at the police station. Henry also told them about that night’s event but didn’t mention killing anyone. He said, “When we were on our way to a hotel room with her, she revealed her true identity to me and then warned me that if I didn’t tell her about the person who told me to do that work, then she will destroy me. My friend was with me, and she poisoned him just to show that she wasn’t joking.”“So, was she the one who dropped you off at the hospital?” Jordan asked him.“Y- yes,” Henry replied hesitantly.Henry’s father was angry with him after he heard that he bullied someone just because someone mocked him in front of his girlfriend. “I knew you were a fool, but to think that you’d get manipulated this easily. It’s truly a shame…” he said.“I am sorry, Dad,” Henry said with a sad voice. “I promise, I won’t do this ever again.”Denial look