As Sonia spoke the hateful words without taking her eyes off him, Jason remembered when one of the prisoners pushed a warden, and the latter hit his head against a rail and fainted.
When the other wardens came over to ask them to point out the offender and nobody answered, they were flogged with rods on their bareback after which they were asked to lie down, face up while the sun blazed.
Jason had thought that was the most painful thing he would have to endure but the statement from Sonia caused him more pain than the inhumane treatment of the wardens.
“What are you saying, babe?” he asked in disbelief, he took a step forward but was jerked back aggressively by the men beside him.
Sonia who saw that he couldn’t get to her smiled in derision “Are you deaf? I have no idea that prison affected people’s hearing as well these days”
“That is not a thing for a delicate flower like you to discover, after all, darling,” Matteo said beside her as he raised her hand and kissed her hands with his eyes on Jason.
Muscles twitched aggressively in Jason’s clenched jaw but he held himself back.
Sonia giggled as she enjoyed the attention of her fiancé, who would have genuinely become her husband now if not for Jason’s interference. She became angrier at the thought that the honeymoon in the Bahamas could be delayed because of this loser that did not know his place.
“This jailbird seemed to have a problem with understanding. It must have something to do with what they give them in the prison. Look here, Jason. I would advise you to turn right on your heels and leave this place before you rue the day you were born”
“No, darling. Not even for your sake will I let go of this old… friend of yours. He had insulted me, caused chaos during our beautiful wedding, and look at you, my darling. The beautiful creation customised for you from Italy has been ruined by this peasant”
“Yes,” Sonia’s anger renewed as she looked down at her gown again. Her kewpie doll’s face scrunched as she wagged her finger towards Jason “Yes, darling. Teach him some lessons. Let me go change and once you are through and refreshed, we can continue”
She turned to her maid of honour and just as she was about to give her instructions, she heard from behind her
“I never did realize that you are such a heartless bitch. I guess you played your game so well that I overlooked the fact that you are such a slut”
“Who are you calling names, you bastard? Sheila, remove my train!” Sonia shouted at her maid of honour.
Her lengthy train was the type that could be removed from the body of the gown. Sheila unclipped the train and held it as she saw her friend stalk towards her ex-boyfriend. Sheila’s opinion about her friend’s involvement with Matteo had earned her the cold shoulder from Sonia for more than two years.
They only reconciled recently so Sheila kept her opinion to herself and watched the show just as every other person that was still present.
“Who the hell do you think you are? Coming in here like an idiot to ruin my perfect wedding, humiliating me and my husband? Do you think I would wait around for a nobody like you when a man like Matteo wants me? Are you nut?” Sonia raised her hand to slap Jason but he jerked off the man holding his right arm and held her hand mere inches away from his face.
Sonia’s eyes widened as she felt the strength of his hands on her hand and she momentarily feared that he would crush her pampered hand. She knew he was surrounded by Matteo’s men, her men though so she dismissed her fear.
“It would have been better for you to keep acting the damsel in distress you know, at least I could have still had some illusions about it. But right now, not only do you show the true bitch that you are; I can see just how ugly you are beneath that soft skin of yours”
“What are you all standing around for?” she yelled at the men who had not done anything else apart from surrounding him. The one whose hand Jason jerked off was having a tough time holding him back even as Jason spoke to Sonia with a mocking smile on his face.
Jason dropped her hand that he held with a look of distaste on his face and that angered Sonia more. Not only had he called her ugly, but now he found her unattractive? That was unacceptable!
“Take this bastard and lock him up again! For a longer time than before this time. He needed to learn his lesson!” she turned her back on him and walked back towards Matteo, satisfied that they would obey her. She was their new mistress after all. Almost.
The leader of the men looked at Matteo and he nodded slightly. The men with Jason ordered him to move.
Jason sighed. There was no avoiding this. He thought as he saw Silas running towards where the crowd were whispering to one another excitedly.
This would make for the juiciest gossip in a long time. The wedding of the year had turned out to be such a circus.
Gasps went through the crowd as Jason, who had turned as if he intended to go with the men, suddenly feinted and took the man to his left down with a swift sweep of his leg. The man crashed against the chairs that had been vacated and the women closer squealed as they scampered to safety.
In a split second, Jason had pulled back his arm clenching his fist. He threw it forward with a force that knocked the other man backwards, they recovered quickly enough and came on to him again.
In a surprising move, he struck both men simultaneously. Before they could recover, his feet scissored in a way that left the men gasping for breath and they stay down. Other men came at him from all sides.
Matteo smiled to himself as he knew that Jason wouldn’t be able to fight off that many. What was the idiot thinking?
He turned to Sonia who was looking at Jason with widened eyes as she wondered how he was able to make those moves. Jason looked hot to her at that moment with the way he moved. If only he was as wealthy as Matteo. She thought fleetingly.
Matteo frowned as he saw the enraptured look on Sonia’s face and he forgot what he was about to tell her as anger filled him.
“Take that bastard down, I say! He is not allowed to leave this place of his own will. Beat him down!” he yelled in a way that had Sonia look over at him a bit fearfully.
He gave her a cruel grin and turned his gaze back to the fight.
Even though his men were trained, they have been with his family for years. He could see that the blows and kicks that managed to connect with Jason’s body were not slowing him down.
With a combination of kickboxing, Muay Thai, and Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, Matteo saw the way Jason ploughed through his men effortlessly. He had heard of the mixed martial arts before and he knew that his men wouldn’t be able to withstand the bastard in no time.
Even though they kept standing up as he knocked them down methodically, Matteo knew that was just a matter of time.
No way was he going to allow this peasant to walk out of this place today. Not after he humiliated him so.
He smiled to himself as he collected his phone from his phone bearer and dialled a number.
“Get back, Sy” Jay shouted, the first statement he had made since he started fighting. He need not stress himself as he knew that these men were nothing compared to what he had been prepared for but when he saw his friend facing off with one of the men who was almost twice his size. He lost his cool.
And swore as a blow glanced off his ear. Damn it, Sy.
As he held the man who boxed his ear in a headlock that had him gasping, Jason shouted “Get out of here, Sy”
Silas who was just thinking he had probably bitten off more than he could chew as the man he faced advanced on him, shouted “The hell I will get out of here while you get beaten to a pulp”
Jason rolled his eyes as he blocked one blow and delivered a kick to another. Before he could look back again though, he realized that a hush had fallen on the crowd.
Oh shit. He thought as he saw men with Insignia of the Aces of Concannon approaching with none other leading them but the dreaded godfather himself. Jason turned to see the signal godfather made with two fingers that they should accost him.
The Fitzgeralds men retreated immediately.
"Damn," Jason thought as he blamed himself for not having a backup. Well, he hoped Sy was able to get away. There would be no getting away for him.
Still, he fisted his hands and waited for the men to reach him. He was not going down without a fight.
"Stop!" Godfather shouted just before they surrounded him.
Adrenaline pumping furiously, Jason looked at the man again and saw him looking wide-eyed with reverence at the plain-looking ring on Jason's finger.
Well.
Rafael Blanco a.k.a Don a.k.a Godfather moved reverently towards Jason with his eyes fixed on the ring on his still clenched fist. His men parted and stood to the side as he moved. The people around marvelled at the reason why Don asked his men to stop.The dreaded leader of the Blanco Cartel, Don was known for never reversing his orders. If the Fitzgeralds are known for being wealthy, Don was known for being more so. Not only stinking rich but the most powerful man in Dengal as he had a crime ring that had a great hold on Dengal and the whole California state.“Who was this man who could make Don reverse his order?” was the question on the mind of most people that knew of Don. Well, mostly his men and the few people that were still around.The wedding of the year had been phenomenal for one reason at least. It made history in Dengal for being the wedding where guests had to discreetly leave without giving the happy couple their wishes or their gifts.After the initial shock of seeing
Bedridden and frail, Andre Fitzgerald, the patriarch of the Fitzgerald family handed the phone to his caregiver with a shocked look on his face.The Grand Patriarch is back. Of course not the original patriarch. Unless the patriarch whom they had all known was well skilled in eastern medicine had found a way to make himself younger then he couldn’t be the person that was just described to him.Who was the man? How had he come in contact with the patriarch?He knew that was not the issue at the moment. The main issue was that in the history of the sect, his family was the first to achieve what none other had dared. Insulting the Grand Patriarch.“Matteo,” the man thought in anger “That brat would be the end of this family” he swept his good arm across the table close to him in anger and the contents on the table all crashed to the floor. His medicine bottle made the most thud against the plush carpet.The caregiver went down on her knees with her face against the carpet. She dared not
A calculative woman of great wiles. Sonia knew that she had miscalculated this time around.What had she done to herself?That bastard Jason had not only robbed her of her day, the day she had been preparing for a long time, but he had humiliated her as well. She knew how much she had worked.Worked hard with everything she possessed. Her wiles. Her body. Her intelligence to get Matteo to finally propose to her and she had made him believe that it was his idea while she stood aside perfectly surprised that he loved her enough.Of course, she knew he did not love her. She knew of his affairs after all just as she knew that he had been with a woman overnight. He came straight to the wedding venue from her place. Not only did the woman send Sonia the picture she took when Matteo was sleeping beside her; she recorded the video of when they were in action too.The bitch!She must have thought that Sonia would run off when she saw the clips and cancelled the wedding. The whore had calculate
"Dude! You have to let me in on what is happening! Man, I am sure that my heart was blown halfway across the Pacific and back! What the heck?!" Silas exclaimed the moment Don left them alone.Well, as alone as one could be. If you want to overlook the silent men in black who stood within and outside the magnificent mansion. The Kalamaro mansion. Don had called it.Jason could not even begin to comprehend the hugeness of the mansion that sat on six acres of land. It had its own golf course. Jason had heard horses neighing and he saw some afar feeding somewhere near where Don had called the stable. As much as the mansion spread out majestically on the land. There was vast unused land spread out.When Don mentioned a shooting range, Jason refrained from asking him just what the targets were. He doubted if that was the question the Grand Patriarch was supposed to ask. He would learn more later though.He had learned a lot but even he knew that there was still a lot more for him to learn
The man standing guard in front of the room where she was kept opened the door for Jason as he approached. Jason nodded at him and the man shut the door behind him. The nod was more of a reassurance to the man that he would be fine. The man might have followed him otherwise. He realised that at least two of them was supposed to be with him at all time. Jason had drawn the line when they almost followed him into the restroom. He could tell that they were reluctant as they had never disobeyed Don’s order before but they finally nodded and backed off, automatically confirming his authority over them now. He knew having people at his beck and call would take some getting used to but as he had been informed, he have to learn fast. There was a lot to do. Right after he took care of this little business. “Oh, Jason! Oh, my love! Thank you for saving me!” she flew at him in her grotesque-looking gown. Jason almost laughed out loud at her performance. Especially since fat tears were trai
“How can this happen!” the man growled in anger. His fury was palpable throughout the building of one of his majestic homes. The men standing guard in front of the study door dared not ventured in when he was like that. Not unless they wanted to lose their life. He swept his hand through the contents on his table, stationaries and clutters tumbled to the floor and a loud crash resounded when he tossed the snifter in his hand at the antique mirror above the mantle. “This is unacceptable!” he shouted “Nobody! Nobody deserved it more than I do! Nobody would take it away from me!” he roared and frissons of fear trickled down the spine of all that could hear him. He calmed himself down and smiled sinisterly. He shouldn’t agitate himself so. He thought as he sat back in his high-backed chair in the dimly-lit room. The maids knew better than to keep the room otherwise. The dimness of the room made it so much better when he put on his favourite images and motion pictures. The dimness of t
“Sir, is it time?” says the message.“No, it is not” Jason replied.He tucked his phone back into his pocket and looked at himself in the cheval mirror in his walk-in closet. He had on a striped shirt and suit pants. His black coat hung on the rack where one of his men had hung it earlier. He put on the black shoes that had been polished to perfection. Jason could imagine seeing his reflection in it if he so chose.Today is the day. He thought to himself as he picked a matching black hat. He looked at the array of walking canes in a row at the other end of the closet and shook his head.No, he wasn’t going that route. He understood that he must look the part but he was drawing the line at walking about like a self-important aristocrat. He knew that it was not about the extras. It was what he had inside that mattered. The Knights would expect a lot from him.Most of them would look down on him of course, which was expected as he had not been part of them since the onset yet there was n
The meeting was to be held at The Royadine Hotel. The most prestigious hotel not only in Dengal but in the whole of California State.Don arrived with his entourage to accompany Jason to the meeting venue.“They are waiting for you, your grandness”When Jason realized that additional security guards were to be added to the four he intended to take with him already, he almost dismissed the idea but then he thought that Don did know how these things work after all. If he saw it fit that Jason should make such an entrance, that had to be the way it was done.It wouldn’t be appropriate to appear to The Knights on the first day not up to par so he left the arrangement to Don.When they departed, no single soul who saw the entourage would make the mistake of not realising that the electric blue Koenigsegg Trevita carried someone of great affluence. It was just like a presidential motorcade. Less evident because Jason drew the line at six vehicles when Don would have preferred more.Don’s me