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The Crime Lord Annoying Old Man a.k.a Axton
Robert's POV"So, what about the things that happened during these two days? I heard a lot has changed because of you, sir…."I broke the silence by daring to ask Axton about this, and I didn't want to delay my curiosity that had been pressing for answers regarding the changes that had taken place in Rebibbia prison."You and Monti must really be educated after your wounds heal, you can't be young people who don't have a clear direction and purpose."Axton's sentence invites a question from me, what does it mean?"Destination? Direction? But, our aim and direction are clearly in this prison. What else should we think, sir? What's more, I still need nine years and eleven months and ten days to get out of here. Even then, I don't know whether I can last that long or not," I said spontaneously. Although honestly, I've known Axton for almost a month, this is the first time I've dared to refute his sentence with a theoretical statement."That's what you should think about, Robert. Ten years
The Crime Lord A Letter From Dylan
Axton's POVI don't know if it's just me or if it's true that Robert looks different. What's wrong with telling the truth? He is indeed too kind, and that is the biggest taboo in the dictionary of a mafia.Yes, I am no longer a mafia, but at least I am a former mafia feared by many people. So leaving advice for a weak child like Robert is a perfect thing. I feel sorry for him.Was he angry because he was considered too weak?Whatever.Even so, I still thank Robert. Thanks to him, I could feel what it was like to be a father again. The worry and anxiety I always thought of for Miley always came when I saw her."Are you done?"Monti came over to me, his always cheerful face looking like a criminal. But, I don't know, sometimes a criminal comes from beginnings like Monti, and it's proven true. He's a thief."Yeah, your friend is resting. Looks like he's sleeping," I said casually.Monti looked up at Robert's bed, then nodded and said, "Yeah, you're right. He's fast asleep, his head turned
The Crime Lord Story Of Monti
Axton's POVI was still standing staring at Dylan's writing. My mind is trying to guess, but it's hard to find a good reason."Hey, sit down, tell us the contents of the message Dylan left," Tony chimed in one more time.I turned my eyes to all the members of G28, who looked up like they were waiting for a comedian to make a funny joke. I shook my head and said, "Nothing, just a message asking me to meet tomorrow.""Tomorrow? This is very interesting. Listen to me, we don't mean to lecture you or interfere, but it looks like he wants to talk about what we talked about earlier," Tony said. Everyone seemed to nod while agreeing with the sentence this man with a thin mustache said.I shrugged and said, "Yeah, we'll see how tomorrow goes."I left them and walked back to Monti, whose face looked confused and curious."What's the matter, sir?" asked Monty."Nothing, Dylan asked me to meet tomorrow in the backyard. Where did our conversation go?"Monti frowned. He looked at me sharply and sai
The Crime Lord Another Man Who Suspicious
Robert's POV"Roberts?! Psst! Robert!"The sound disturbed my deep sleep. Then, finally, I had to open my eyes to see who had been chirping my name.I shifted my body to the left and found that Monti had an angry face."What? Why did you wake me up?" I asked, annoyed."I don't want you to die of starvation, you should thank me and not be angry like a woman on her period! Hurry up, get up, it's time for dinner," said Monti while holding the end of the stairs on my bed, he seemed to want to go up and force me down.I immediately said hastily, "Yeah, okay, I can do it myself. Just wait there! You don't have to come up here, Monti."Slowly my hand reached for the side of the bed. For some reason, this body felt very easy to move, but now it felt like solid roots planted."Can you do it? Don't hesitate to accept my help; you're too stiff, Robert!" Monti exclaimed, his tone entirely underestimating my strength."Shut up, I know what I'm going to do. You don't need to be my guardian angel, I'
The Crime Lord The Way To Get Revenge?
Axton's POV What will you do when the opportunity for revenge lies before your eyes? I would take the opportunity without hesitation if the question were aimed at me. What was I thinking to be able to ask this question? Hmm… Let's rewind what happened between Dylan and me in that brief conversation. |Flashback ON| "Axton, there's something I want to talk to you about." I averted my arms that were covering my eyes. Rudy stood looking at me expectantly. "Who?" I asked. "Dylan, he's out front, waiting for you," said Rudy. Wait. What happened to this prison? I'm apathetic, but as far as I know, he's not on the same floor with us. Even though it's dinner time, is it okay for the inmates to roam freely like this? But that's not important. Instead, I became increasingly curious about what he wanted to tell me, which seemed important. "Okay thanks." I got up from my bed and headed straight for the cell door. But, don't forget, I also patted Rudy's shoulder as a sign of intimacy
The Crime Lord Threatened
Robert's POV"Ouch!"My shrill voice boomed throughout the clinic. The face of the guard who was treating my wound looked sour because I was the one who kept screaming.How can I be silent? It is so hurt and painful. It felt like a very thick and robust acid had dripped the wound."Could you lower your voice a little?!" cried Monti."Yeah, what your friend said is true, my head is already spinning hearing your screams that were heard earlier. Even though I haven't completely cleaned your blood," said the guard."But it hurts so much, and I can't hold back the pain. So I'm sorry, sir..."I put on a sad face, hoping that Monti and this handsome-looking guard would understand the screams coming from my mouth.They both sighed in unison as if they were tired of my excuses."You have to help me to cover his mouth because I will press the source of his wound," said the guard to Monti.I widened my eyes, and it felt too much for me to be treated like that. However, before I could argue, Monti
The Crime Lord Robert's Fear
Axton's POV The long-awaited day arrived. I can't wait to hear what Dylan says about the revenge he promised me. Is it interesting? Or does it make me want to punch him in the face? Who knows. One thing I realized, I was very excited. After a dozen years in prison, this morning is the morning that makes me the happiest. I woke up earlier than the people in this cell. The sun was not yet bright enough to illuminate the world. "Are you awake, sir?" I turned to the source of the voice directly behind me as I got out of bed. "You're not sleeping, Robert?" I asked. Robert shook his head slowly. His face was pale, and his eyes were also black. Of course, this kid must still be thinking about the threat from Liam's friend. We all tried to calm him down last night. "That sentence still haunts you, right?" Robert looked at me intensely, and he didn't respond. But, I could tell from his eyes that he was scared to death. "Didn't we tell you not to think about it? There are ten people who
The Crime Lord Black Eagle
Axton's POV I still think about Robert. Even the food eaten was tasteless. I'm not exaggerating. The kid and this uncomfortable feeling are tormenting me a bit. "I'll ask the officer to deliver food to Robert. He can't shut himself up in fear like that," said Monti, who sat across from me. I looked over at him, and the idea sounded perfect. "You're right, I'm sure the officers would understand and allow Robert to eat in the cell," I said. Monti nodded. He then got up and walked towards the officer standing not far from our table. "He should have listened to what you said this morning. I overheard the advice you gave him, if I were him, I would show my teeth and brag about people who want to oppress me. He's already in the most respected cell in this prison, plus Axton's arrival. So who's going to shake G28?" said Tony proudly. Several other members also chuckled because of that sentence. They agreed with what Tony said. I just sat there, listening to the conversation that was go