Axton's POV I went back to the library. When they arrived, Monti was already tidying the books from the dust. "Good job, Monti. I think you're a lot more diligent today, usually you'd just sit in the corner and order Robert to do the work I asked him to do." Monti chuckled. He scratched his head, which I'm sure is not itchy. "Life changes slowly, I don't want to come across as lazy all the time, sir. By the way, have you met Dylan yet?" asked Monty. I nodded and said, "Yeah, a meeting that wasted my time. But, it doesn't matter at all." "But maybe for him it is something important, sir," said Monti. "I don't care, he's just a stupid man full of ambition. I was surprised by people like them who always thought I could be easily lured by revenge. I'm not that easily influenced. After all, I'm not someone who can make them rise and become the number one cartel like D'Angelo. If I wanted to, I'd better start my own cartel." Monti looked at me with a happy face. I don't know what mak
Robert's POV I can't control myself. Really. If you think I'm exaggerating, it's probably because you've never felt weak like me. Yes, I was always wrong to be condescending to anyone. As a result, until now, I have become a loser who is consistently underestimated. How long do I have to do this? My head has been spinning the same question. I've been pensive for almost half a day, but my courage is still shrinking. I still haven't touched the breakfast given by the clerk this morning. That threatening sentence killed me slowly. I lay back down myself. I've been like an automatic toy every fifteen minutes, changing the position to a sitting place. I'm so messed up today. Even though what Axton said was true, I didn't have to be afraid of things that didn't necessarily happen. "Shit, you managed to get everyone to applaud for you! You are a charismatic man, I admit it!" The voice was unmistakable. I immediately rose from my position and saw Axton and Monti standing in front of t
Robert's POV He kept looking at me. Although I don't know his name, Liam's friend looks at me like a delicious meal. "Robert, move here." Axton snapped me out of the dreadful sight that had trapped me. I followed what he said, and we swapped seats. Now, Liam's friend will probably only look at my back. "You don't need to pay attention to it, you better just care about the food in front of you, Robert," Axton said. "Right, why did you have to see Orlando. Just let him stare at you like that, he won't dare to bother you, we will protect you, Robert," Tony said, followed by nods from the other members. I lost control of my mouth. I can't respond to what they say. My heart is broken. I'm afraid of that man named Orlando. "His name is Orlando? I just found out," said Monti. "Yes, his name is Orlando. Orlando Archerry Black, he's Liam's lover," Tony said casually. "One question that bothers me, why is he bothering Robert? I mean, doesn't he get angry and jealous when Liam keeps try
Axton's POV I was curious about what the warden would say to Robert. Is something beneficial to Robert? Or is there something else? Honestly, after Theodore incident, I have a trust issue with the officers here. I couldn't bear to see Robert being hurt again like yesterday. But, the kid is too weak, and if it happened to Monti, maybe I can still understand. "What?" asked Monty. I accidentally saw him just thinking about it. "Nothing." "Aren't you curious what the warden would say to Robert?" asked Monty. His handsome and annoying face looks so curious. "Announcement, to the thirty people who have registered to be volunteers to clean the attic, please gather in front of the library soon." The announcement over the loudspeaker brought the conversation between Monti and me to a halt. We both got up from our seats. But, of course, our action reaped question marks from other members. They didn't think that Monti and I had volunteered ourselves to be volunteers. "Damn! You two helpe
Robert's POV I've been sitting in this chair for half an hour. Why didn't the warden still say something to me? What does he want? Since then, he has been engrossed in his cell phone and coffee. So even though he didn't look at me cynically, it worried me. "Relax, Robert. Why are you so tense? I asked you to come here so you can calm down from the bullshit that Orlando is giving you. He has been detained in a special cell. You know the prison cell?" the warden asked me. I shook my head and said, "No sir." "Those are the new regulations applied in this prison. When you commit an offense you will be locked up in a narrow room with no light. The room was very cramped. You can only sit or lie down. Anyone who entered there would probably experience a simulation of dying in a chest. Orlando will be the first to try the cell, and hopefully he dies so no one else bothers you," Lyon said casually. I immediately panicked. It felt like it was too much. I know what Orlando did was wrong, bu
Axton's POV "Axton! Why are you daydreaming? Hurry up and help your other friends!" The screams from the officer guarding us made me gasp. The words uttered by the officer earlier really made me feel burdened. $3000 is the profit I might get from buying the cocaine. "Axton! Hey! If you're really not in the mood to clean this up, you can get out of here." The officer came up to me and tapped me on the shoulder. I immediately shook my head and said, "Ah, yeah, I'm sorry." I immediately moved from in front of him and again swept the corner of the attic that was not clean. "What's the matter, Axon? Do you look a mess today? Are you that nervous about not seeing your beloved son, Robert?" asked Monti as he approached me. "What? My beloved son? Why are you talking like that? You freak! Besides, I'm not thinking about what happened to Robert. There are other more important things." Monti put on an annoying face, and I immediately looked at him sharply. Then, suddenly, it made Monti lo
Robert's POV "Roberts! We brought you dinner! You don't need to get out of here!" Monti's voice greeted me from behind the cell. Seen if he and Axton stood while waiting for an officer to open the cell door. I immediately smiled, seeing their kindness a little restless in my heart from the screams I heard from Orlando. "Can you come down? We'll eat here," said Monti, pointing to a space in front of the cell, where the other members usually gather. "We? We've both eaten, Monti!" said Axton. "I mean, we accompany Robert to eat. You always protest, old man!" I just laughed at their argument. I nodded and said, "Yes, I will come down. Just wait a moment." I immediately joined the two who were already sitting while opening the dishes they had brought. "Look at this! Very luxurious and delicious food, I brought you quite a lot of meat!" said Monti. He held out a place to eat that was filled with meat. I smiled and said, "Thank you. By the way, why don't you guys come with the other
Axton's POV This is crazy. You can imagine, my eyes kept awake because of the offer from Lyon and Mr Smith. Two hundred million is a huge amount of money, and even with big money like that, it could allow me to form a new cartel with Monti and Robert. I want to stay in the cell starting tomorrow. I will continue to be haunted by them. Even if I suddenly cancel… NO! This is an excellent opportunity to earn money. I only need to contact one of my trusted comrades. But who? "Sir?" The sound came from above my bed. I poked my head out and looked at him. "What?" "May I sit on your bed?" asked Robert. "Not." The young man's expression immediately turned gloomy. Sometimes, pranking Robert or Monti is a very fun thing in the middle of my confused mind. "Okay, I'm sorry." "I'm kidding you idiot! Come down here." He looked at me like a kitten, with a strange wide smile. Then, slowly his body moved to the edge of the bed and down towards me. "Why don't you sleep?" "My eyes aren't s