Chapter 1

  A pair of eyes sprang open. It belongs to Asa Xavier. He looked down at the woman who slept next to him with her arms around his body like he was gonna slip away. Definitely he was gonna slip away, like he always does.

   He unwrapped her arms around him as she squirmed.

" Cultivate some decency and don't try to leave again." She said to him, partially still asleep. 

" Get your fucking hands off me." He grumbled, shoving her arm away aggressively. She jerked her eyes open at once.

" What exactly is your problem?" She asked as she watched Asa get up. 

" Fuck it Zoey, you're my fucking problem. You should always remember we are just fucking. Don't expect anything in return." He yelled at her and got out of her bed. 

   Zoey was one of his many sluts. But she always wanted more from him. She wanted to be his, not just his slut. His queen. His everything. She wants to be the woman who would tame his wild heart. But Asa can't be tamed, he's just too self conscious and selfish. His phone rang as he grabbed it from Zoey's nightstand. 

" What?" He asked on the phone.

" I'm in deep shit, Asa. You need to come fucking bail me out." Coen said on the phone. 

   He groaned at his best friend. He was always in one shit or the other and Asa was always there to bail him out. 

" What the fuck did you do this time?" Asa asked as he stood up dragging his pants up his legs. Zoey sat still with her nude self on display as she watched the handsome man in front of her.

   He always had what she wanted. The looks, the hotness, the vibe, the words, the power and the strength to always make her scream in bed. 

" I don't fucking know man. Come get me out of here. I'm at Dimitri's."

" What the fuck did you go there to do you fucking dick." Asa hissed as he grabbed his black dress shirt. Without taking a look at Zoey, he dashed out of her bedroom.

    As usual, she's disappointed. Asa jumped inside his sports car and zoomed onto the street. He tossed his phone on the dashboard and buttoned up his dress shirt as he tried to steer the wheel with one hand. Asa parked his car outside Dimitri's family club. This is one place he never wished to come. But for some reason, he's always there to save his best friend's ass.  

    Asa tossed his half smoked cigarette on the pavement as he squashed it with his feet. With his hands in his pockets, he walked in. People laughed and drank their lives away. The chatter died down when they noticed the guest amongst them. Asa scanned the pub as he looked around for Jimmy Dimitri. Jimmy walked out of the backroom as he dragged Coen with him. Coen had a broken nose and a shit eating grin. 

" What the fuck did you do to him?" Asa asked as he glared at Jimmy who smirked at him. 

   The mob business wasn't for the weak and Asa was no weak. He was used to all these shitty games and one thing his family avoided with all their might was getting into trouble with the Dimitri crime family. 

   Jimmy pushed Coen to Asa. He caught him. 

" Tell your cocksucker friend to stop fucking my sister and collecting free drugs from her. I won't hesitate to fuck his ass up if I see him around my family again." Jimmy warned.

" Fuck you man." Coen spat. The men around Jimmy already drew out their guns ever ready for a gun fight. 

" Take your bitch out of here, Asa." Jimmy said with a last warning.

    Asa glared back at Jimmy as he dragged his bruised friend out. 

   Asa hopped inside his car as Coen slid into the passenger seat. Asa started his ignition as he turned to look at his friend who winced at the pain of his broken nose.

" Are you fucking hurt?" Asa asked as he drove out of the lot.

" Fuck, no." Coen hissed.

" Then why the fuck did you decide to storm Dimitri's fucking club?" He smacked his friend at every word he said.

" Fuck... Take it easy man."

" Oh yeah, fuck you very much. I can't get into a fight with my brother because of you every single time. You know how he is." Asa said as his car roared onto the road.

   Of course everyone knows how his brother is. He's the godfather of the crime family. His ego is as big as his bank account. He barely takes shit from anyone and the only one he seems to tolerate was his twin brother Asa. He walked with pride and everyone who lived in New York knew him. It's either they've seen him or heard shitty stories about him.

   Asa was the least brutal one. But when it comes to taking out his rival, he's deadly as a virus. The Xavier crime family was the most feared crime family in New York. People feared them because of their bad reputation. 

" Chill man, no one's getting into any fights."

" Why were you with her? Cassandra." Asa asked. Coen sighed and looked out the window. 

" You're not falling weak are you? Cause I swear to God, I'm gonna kick you in the balls." Coen chuckled at his best friend's remark. 

" Nah. She's amazing in bed and we like what we are offering to each other."

" Then fucking end it alright. There are plenty of sluts out there who's willing to warm your bed every night."

" Yeah? And you're still stuck with Zoey." Coen sassed. Asa glared at his friend and elbowed his ribs.

" Fuck, man. Jeez." Coen hissed out.

" She's my fucking slut, there's no goddamn emotion involve. You're being weak." Asa huffed.

   Coen sighed and leaned into the car seat. The car slowed to a stop at the Xavier's family mansion as the two men stepped out. Coen grumbled like a baby behind Asa as they walked in. The men greeted them, Asa especially when they saw them.

" Where the fuck were you? You're late!" Nicholas, Asa's twin brother yelled as he climbed down the stairs, cancer stick in between his lips. 

" I was having sex." Asa replied as he glared at his brother.

" And what the fuck happened to you?" Nicholas asked Coen.

" A fight. Nothing much." Coen said as he pulled out a cigarette to light. 

" I'm in a bad mood right now. I'm going out." Nicholas said as he gave his half smoked cigarette to his brother and walked towards the door.

" Don't forget about Aden. He has something that is ours. Sort that shit out." Nicholas said as he was out of sight.

" Fucking bullshit." Asa huffed and smoked his brother's cigarette.

   ****

   Ava rushed out of her room as she barged into the living room with her aunt on her tail. 

" Ava, you need a better life. What would your parents say if they were alive." 

    Ava stopped on her track as she stared at her aunt.

" Well... They are not here to say shit right? I'm old enough to do whatever the eff I want, picking pockets included." She smirked at her aunt as she grabbed her bag and walked out. 

    The club was her favorite place to hangout. Her smile was out of heaven as she smiled at the man who was barely aware she already picked his pocket.  She went to the bar and leaned on the counter, signaling to one of her favorite persons. 

" Hey, Romeo." She called out. Romeo turned to look at her as he served his customer next to Ava.

" Why are you here tonight Ava? You're a really bad girl." 

   She laughed and scanned the club. It's always busy out here.

" Just having fun." 

Romeo leaned closer to her. " Tell me you haven't picked anybody's pocket tonight?" He whispered.

" I really can't guarantee you that." She winked at him. " I need a glass of whiskey. I'm in a bad mood tonight."

    Romeo nodded. " Your aunty?"

" One and only. I'm fed up with her."

" She meant well and you know it." Romeo said, pouring whiskey into a glass. Once he's through, he gives it to Ava. 

" I don't know that, Romeo." She raised the glass to her lips and downed the liquor.

" Thank you. You should sort the bill out." She winked at Romeo and walked out of the bar picking pockets. 

" Ava will always be Ava." Romeo muttered as he took the glass off the counter. 

   It's almost 10pm and the night is just getting started. Ava was bored. She looked around the counter for Romeo but he was nowhere to be found. Thinking of the last pocket to pick from, she saw her target. Nicholas Xavier walked into the club looking handsome as always. He reeked of power as he scanned the club. Ava smirked as she walked past him nudging her shoulders slightly against his. Nicholas turned to look at the intruder who dared to touch him but the intruder was nowhere to be found. 

   Ava stormed out of the club. She triumphantly smiled at the diamond ring she stole from Nicholas back in the club. 

" Gotcha."

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  Hi, if you're reading my book, thanks. And I hope you'll enjoy reading this piece of work as I enjoy writing it. So the next chapters will be on the protagonists POV.