Shaun Crimson's POV
" Welcome Capi" Jayson's men saluted him, Harry and I, as we walked into the warehouse.
(Bosses)
" Where's the shooter?!" Jayson asked one of his men.
He led us to where the skinny battered boy who could possibly be in his early twenties, was lying on the damp floor of the mini prison.
Jayson squatted beside him.
"Are you the shooter?" He inquired and the boy replied with a smirk.
I scoffed when I saw the disgusting smirk.
" Who sent you guys?" Jayson asked him and he remained mute.
"You seem tough and I will play along." Jayson said as he was still squatting beside the boy.
The boy just gave that bold look. I bet he never knew what was to befall him. He just got promoted to the death chamber.
"Have some fun with him" Jayson straightened his suit as he stood up, referring to the torture king. I smirked when I heard that sentence because the torture king is me.
Since I already know how to get the cat that bit the boy's tongue, out, I went out of the cell and returned with a claw hammer. The battered boy on the ground still put on a bold look and didn't bat an eye when he saw me. And if I wasn't mistaking, he must be very trained to endure torture.
I scoffed as I squatted beside the boy. And the fun began. I hit the pinky finger of the boy's left hand with the claw hammer.
The boy groaned and after a minute, I asked the boy again who sent them but he still remained mute.
Interesting.
I hit his ring finger on his left hand and each strike actually broke his finger. But this time, the boy groaned in pain and yelled in Italian.
"aspettare. parlerò"
(Wait. I will talk)
"He speaks Italian?" Harry's face was etched with curiosity.
" sto ascoltando " I said to the battered boy, switching to Italian.
(I'm listening)
"veniamo dall'Italia e qualcuno ci ha mandato qui" the boy groaned.
(We are from Italy and someone sent us here)
" chi cazzo ti ha mandato bastardi e perché ti ha mandato lui?! " I lost it.
(Who the fuck sent you bastards and why did he send you?!)
"It seems like this bastard is having a problem with his memory. I will need to speed it up." I muttered as I moved my claw hammer to his right hand. After pinning the hand to the ground, I hit his pinky finger.
The boy groaned and yelled out a name
"Hilton Camillo"
"What?!" My brows raised, as we all stared at each other.
"Hilton Camillo ci ha mandato" the boy sobbed.
(Hilton Camillo sent us)
Why will Hilton Camillo send his men all the way from Milan in Italy, to Texas? It was as if Harry read my thoughts as he thundered,
"perché ti ha mandato Hilton Camillo?!"
(Why did Hilton Camillo send you?!)
"Ci ha mandato qui a causa del suo cliente che lo ha lasciato ed è venuto da te"
(He sent us here because of his client that left him and came to you)
Cap.
Jayson never accepted any deal from Italy and he never told us the reasons. But with my instinct, I knew that it was for a reason. And the good Jayson, played along with the boy's lies.
"gli devo delle scuse? no, sono tutti affari" Jayson smirked.
(Do I owe him an apology? No. It's all business)
The boy's lie pissed the shit out of me and I just wanted to blow his skull off. I pulled out my gun and before I could pull the trigger on the boy, Jayson stopped me.
"Why should I hesitate to waste him?" My brows furrowed.
" He needs to be kept alive"
"But why?" I yelled.
" Just listen to me. I will have Grayson treat up his wounds then, he will be locked up"
I was angry and please at the same time.
Angry that I didn't use the gun that I had already brought out. But please that I will see him another day.
It doesn't matter how you process a cassava, it will still be a carbohydrate. That's the same way it won't matter how the boy dies, because it will still be by the hands of the Crimsons. By my hands.
I smirked at the battered boy and the sadist in me, was refreshened.
Jayson signalled two of his men to guard the boy's cell till Grayson will come, and that was what the men did.
We went out of the cell and went outside to Jayson's car.
"It's clear that Hilton Camillo is up to no good, that he had to leave his territory and came to mine." Jayson scoffed.
" He knows about the Crimsons. Still, he did what he did. I will need to find out his real motive. But for now boys, always carry your guns with you, okay? " Jayson admonished and I nodded while Harry gave him a verbal response.
I just need something strong to calm me down. A chick would have been better but I will go with alcohol.
We entered Jayson's car heading to a location not yet known. Maybe home.
***
Lily Olive's POV
Hilton Camillo called everyone to his big building and we all went in, waiting for his arrival. The building is a gigantic hall which accomodates all his men in the Camillo's mafia.
After five minutes, he finally came into the hall.
"Everyone is here, right?" His voice commanded authority as he strode into the hall.
"Yes Capo!" A chorused answer was heard.
Even though we were Italians, he chose to use English when speaking with everyone. So after receiving our response, he continued.
" The Crimsons have been my problem for days now." He scoffed.
" So even after meddling in their legal businesses, their mafia's businesses is still as successful as ever. They just won't go under" his brows furrowed.
" I already sent some spies to meddle in their legal businesses but that didn't affect them. And now, I want to meddle in their mafia's. I got their biggest client abducted but that won't do" he said.
He lifted his hand and Luca, his consigliere, brought a file to him.
"Here Chloe." He passed over the file to me.
I opened the file to read the content and it was too complicated. My brows raised in bafflement and Hilton definitely noticed it.
"The family is complicated, right?" He inquired and I nodded.
" I will explain it for you." I was all ears to hear his explanation.
"Jake, who is the father of Jayson and Harry, had a daughter from his first wife. And the daughter is the mother of Shaun" his explanation made me more confused.
If Jake is the father of Jayson, Harry and the mother of Shaun, then that means that Shaun is the nephew of Jayson and Harry.
Then why do they call themselves brothers?
Hilton definitely read my mind as he snapped me out of my thoughts.
" Jayson and Harry are supposed to be the uncles of Shaun, but they prefer to be address as brothers."
Like seriously? Brothers?
Wow!
" Do you know why I gave you the file?" Hilton's question snapped me out of my bewilderment.
" No Capo." I quickly replied.
" You will be handling this mission."
" What? " The word supposed to be an exclamation but Hilton took it as a question.
"You will be going to Texas to spy on the Crimsons"
" Ho-w will I do that?" My voice became shaky.
"You will have to get into their house."
Boom!
Hilton's sentence made my heart dropped to the ground.
The Crimsons?! That's the strongest mafia family in America! How on Earth will I get into their house, how much more being successful?!
My jaw dropped as these thoughts filled my mind.
"Crimson's house" I muttered.
" You will be doing that with the help of Shaun " Hilton smirked "he has low resistance to women and if you play a little trick on him, you will definitely carry out the mission successfully."
" You have the full backing of the Camillos" this brought a deep sense of relief to me, knowing that the energies, match.
Just as the Crimsons is the strongest mafia in America, so is the Camillos, in Italy.
Bring out the badass in you, Chloe.
Yes. That's what I should do.
"So when will the mission commence?" I inquired.
" Now" Hilton said and I obliged.
"But you will need to change a lot of things for the mission."
" What will I be changing?" I curiously asked.
"Your name and state of origin will be changed. For the state of origin, our hacker has already found a way to enlist all your database into the American system. While for your name, it will changed from Chloe to Lily. Lily olive"
Why not Amanda? Or Clarissa?
Maybe I should suggest those names to him.
" Alright" I found myself agreeing, instead of telling him about the suggestion.
So I just ruined the only moment I had, to change the name.
Well done Chloe.
"That's all. You should all go back to your tasks" Hilton commanded, so everyone was about to leave, including me.
"Not you Lily" he said but everyone kept moving. He repeated himself twice before yelling out my name.
My eyes opened when I noticed what just happened. I just snubbed my boss. I turned to face him and his stares, weren't helping.
I gulp while maintaining eye contact with him. His smiles made me anxious because he never smiles.
"It seems like you haven't gotten used to your new name, yet." he chuckled and I shyly nodded.
" Well, my chauffeur will be picking you up now, and you will be going to Texas with my private jet. A suite has already been prepared for you in the Hilton's hotel. New clothes, cash and everything you will need, is already waiting for you there." He said.
Then he called his chauffeur to pick me up. Within a minute, the chauffeur drove his white Lamborghini urus which I entered. We arrived at the airport in forty-five minutes and I went inside his private jet.
Though it was still early, I ensured that I doze off as the plane was about to leave Milan at 9:00 AM, for Texas.
Finally after eleven hours. No. Twelve hours to be exact, I landed in Houston, Texas. Capo already had someone to pick me up at the airport, whom drove me to the Hilton's hotel.
Already in my suite, I did a check on the mission. The things I saw really baffled me.
How is it possible that Jayson is the CEO of the biggest company in America?
The Lord's.
Company was an understatement because, the Lord's is a chain of companies. It includes, hotels, wine company, chocolate company and a club.
Harry runs an automobile industry, which deals on sport cars.
And Shaun wasn't excluded in the CEO's stuffs. He got an art gallery as an inheritance from his grand mother.
So the truth is that, they're not only mafias, but billionaires!
Money gods.
Well, that should be their headaches because, my interest is on how to start my mission.
I searched for the details on the youngest, to start the mission, but was finding it difficult to locate him.
Where is the Shaun in question?
Shaun Crimson's POVNothing fun happened when Jayson drove us home. The workaholic just went into his office to do some works. Even in dire situation, he chose to work. A CEO working like a maid in his own companies.I keep on advising him to enjoy himself as he's young, then tell the story when he gets old, but it falls on deaf ears. He just won't heed to my advice. I went into my room and got ready for some party then I visited Harry's."Are you up for some party?" I inquired."No. I will be going to the shooting range" I got to persuade you."Why don't you go out clubbing for today?" I said, persuasively." No man. I prefer to shoot guns"Drop the guns and hold some ladies, man. Why must you always prove that you don't like girls.Harry finished dressing up and took his Maserati MC20's key, on the table."You don't really need that, bro. I can give you a lift, you know" I lied." No Shaun! I know what you're planning to do." " What do you mean?" I faked the curious expressi
Shaun Crimson's POV I anticipated Jayson's reaction as he strode towards me. He gripped my hands which almost made me to yell at him, telling him that the keys to my cars were inside. Then he held my arms and took his hands upward to my shoulders. It wasn't like he was trying to request for my keys. It was definitely more than that because, concerns took over his facial expression. It immediately occurred to me that he was checking me out. "Where were you shot?" Concerns laced his question. " Calm down Jayson. I wasn't shot but someone else." I beamed. What a dick I was, to almost yell at him. He heaved a sigh of relief but immediately got curious again. " Who got shot? " He inquired and before I could answer, Grayson came out of the room and walked towards us. "Welcome Capo." He greeted Jayson and the curious Jayson responded with a nod. (Boss) " I have dressed her injury. The bullet didn't penetrated her shoulder. It was just a scratch. Her health condition will improve
Shaun Crimson's POVIt was already 6:00 PM, and the urge of going to the fifth operation for this week, was still very persistent in my mind. I wouldn't have spared a second to think it over, if it was to be before the last one I went. But now, I have been thinking it over for about two hours now.All thanks to the female COP that got my last operation busted.I had been lying on my bed very close to the extreme, as my feet were still on the ground, while my face was staring at the ceiling, thinking of a way to come to a final conclusion. If only my ceiling would just stop staring back at me and provide me with a solution, I would have already been out of my room and started the operation. And maybe by tomorrow, I could even open a ceiling company as a compensation. But ceilings just don't talk and mine didn't make a difference. What should I do?Cast a lot.I smirked as this thought popped into my head, which made me to quickly shoot up from my bed and roved my eyes around my
Shaun Crimson's POVThe moment sirens were heard, the client and his boys quickly rushed to their Jeep Wrangler, while Harry shot me a screw-you glare and I nodded.I just screwed up for the second time. But hell knew that I wasn't going to let this slide, as I pulled out one of my pistol from my waist holster."What in the Crimson's name, are you planning to do, Shaun?" Harry eyes opened in bafflement." It's as clear as DStv, bro! I'm planning to take one cop down" I replied." We don't fight back at the cop or don't you remember?" Harry said as he cocked his double barrel.Hypocrite." Then what are you trying to do?" I smirked."To distract them of course. Now stop asking questions and take your ass to that car" he commanded." But... " I was about to say something but he didn't give me a breathing space."No but. Just do it!" His voice deepened."I'm not going to do it!" My brows furrowed as my gun aimed towards the direction of the entrance." Suspects on sight" we heard one of
Shaun Crimson's POVThe excitement of what is to come was too much that I couldn't relax in my room anymore. I quickly changed into another black outfit, ready to go out for a party, and took the Bugatti centodieci's key that was on top of my table.Not going to take chances, I took one of my pistol and tucked it behind me, in my trouser. Then I went out and hopped into my Bugatti centodieci. After ten minutes' drive, I got to the Lord's club, which belongs to Jayson. When I got out of the car, the usual happened. Everyone kept hailing me for no reason.Could it be, because I'm Jayson's brother?No. Maybe because I'm too hot.I walked inside the club and hot chicks were everywhere, busy dancing to the DJ's throbbing music. I went to the bartender and requested for a little bourbon, which she was about to give me before I got obstructed by a random chick. Her blonde hair color, complimented her fair skin just the way her beauty matched her hour-glass figure. "Are you up for some danc
Shaun Crimson's POV I anticipated Jayson's reaction as he strode towards me. He gripped my hands which almost made me to yell at him, telling him that the keys to my cars were inside. Then he held my arms and took his hands upward to my shoulders. It wasn't like he was trying to request for my keys. It was definitely more than that because, concerns took over his facial expression. It immediately occurred to me that he was checking me out. "Where were you shot?" Concerns laced his question. " Calm down Jayson. I wasn't shot but someone else." I beamed. What a dick I was, to almost yell at him. He heaved a sigh of relief but immediately got curious again. " Who got shot? " He inquired and before I could answer, Grayson came out of the room and walked towards us. "Welcome Capo." He greeted Jayson and the curious Jayson responded with a nod. (Boss) " I have dressed her injury. The bullet didn't penetrated her shoulder. It was just a scratch. Her health condition will improve
Shaun Crimson's POVNothing fun happened when Jayson drove us home. The workaholic just went into his office to do some works. Even in dire situation, he chose to work. A CEO working like a maid in his own companies.I keep on advising him to enjoy himself as he's young, then tell the story when he gets old, but it falls on deaf ears. He just won't heed to my advice. I went into my room and got ready for some party then I visited Harry's."Are you up for some party?" I inquired."No. I will be going to the shooting range" I got to persuade you."Why don't you go out clubbing for today?" I said, persuasively." No man. I prefer to shoot guns"Drop the guns and hold some ladies, man. Why must you always prove that you don't like girls.Harry finished dressing up and took his Maserati MC20's key, on the table."You don't really need that, bro. I can give you a lift, you know" I lied." No Shaun! I know what you're planning to do." " What do you mean?" I faked the curious expressi
Shaun Crimson's POV" Welcome Capi" Jayson's men saluted him, Harry and I, as we walked into the warehouse.(Bosses)" Where's the shooter?!" Jayson asked one of his men.He led us to where the skinny battered boy who could possibly be in his early twenties, was lying on the damp floor of the mini prison. Jayson squatted beside him."Are you the shooter?" He inquired and the boy replied with a smirk.I scoffed when I saw the disgusting smirk. " Who sent you guys?" Jayson asked him and he remained mute."You seem tough and I will play along." Jayson said as he was still squatting beside the boy.The boy just gave that bold look. I bet he never knew what was to befall him. He just got promoted to the death chamber. "Have some fun with him" Jayson straightened his suit as he stood up, referring to the torture king. I smirked when I heard that sentence because the torture king is me. Since I already know how to get the cat that bit the boy's tongue, out, I went out of the cell and ret
Shaun Crimson's POVThe excitement of what is to come was too much that I couldn't relax in my room anymore. I quickly changed into another black outfit, ready to go out for a party, and took the Bugatti centodieci's key that was on top of my table.Not going to take chances, I took one of my pistol and tucked it behind me, in my trouser. Then I went out and hopped into my Bugatti centodieci. After ten minutes' drive, I got to the Lord's club, which belongs to Jayson. When I got out of the car, the usual happened. Everyone kept hailing me for no reason.Could it be, because I'm Jayson's brother?No. Maybe because I'm too hot.I walked inside the club and hot chicks were everywhere, busy dancing to the DJ's throbbing music. I went to the bartender and requested for a little bourbon, which she was about to give me before I got obstructed by a random chick. Her blonde hair color, complimented her fair skin just the way her beauty matched her hour-glass figure. "Are you up for some danc
Shaun Crimson's POVThe moment sirens were heard, the client and his boys quickly rushed to their Jeep Wrangler, while Harry shot me a screw-you glare and I nodded.I just screwed up for the second time. But hell knew that I wasn't going to let this slide, as I pulled out one of my pistol from my waist holster."What in the Crimson's name, are you planning to do, Shaun?" Harry eyes opened in bafflement." It's as clear as DStv, bro! I'm planning to take one cop down" I replied." We don't fight back at the cop or don't you remember?" Harry said as he cocked his double barrel.Hypocrite." Then what are you trying to do?" I smirked."To distract them of course. Now stop asking questions and take your ass to that car" he commanded." But... " I was about to say something but he didn't give me a breathing space."No but. Just do it!" His voice deepened."I'm not going to do it!" My brows furrowed as my gun aimed towards the direction of the entrance." Suspects on sight" we heard one of
Shaun Crimson's POVIt was already 6:00 PM, and the urge of going to the fifth operation for this week, was still very persistent in my mind. I wouldn't have spared a second to think it over, if it was to be before the last one I went. But now, I have been thinking it over for about two hours now.All thanks to the female COP that got my last operation busted.I had been lying on my bed very close to the extreme, as my feet were still on the ground, while my face was staring at the ceiling, thinking of a way to come to a final conclusion. If only my ceiling would just stop staring back at me and provide me with a solution, I would have already been out of my room and started the operation. And maybe by tomorrow, I could even open a ceiling company as a compensation. But ceilings just don't talk and mine didn't make a difference. What should I do?Cast a lot.I smirked as this thought popped into my head, which made me to quickly shoot up from my bed and roved my eyes around my