Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Oliver’s POV

“She graduated as Summa Cum Laude with the course of Business Management,” a smirk quickly drew beside my lips when I heard that information.

Business Management, huh? That's the usual course of all the assassins and gangsters in this world. Well, mostly, the heirs and heiress. Probably, it is to prepare them in handling the business of their clans.

But hell, she was the Summa Cum Laude. That is hard to achieve.

“Where did she study?” The more I got to know about her, the more she piqued my interest.

“Harvard,” my lips parted with amusement.

“She's really something,” I muttered.

“Their business is furniture. They are designing and making one. But right now, it's not in good condition either,” Jaylor’s face crumpled when he mentioned that.

This damn man is my second hand. I could trust him more than trusting Otis—who is my brother.

“She’s handling that now. Also, she's a good shooter—like you, she's also good at using daggers and swords. She does boxing, black belter in karate, she's good at car racing and motorbike racing, too—is there anything that she's not good at?” He frowned and shook his head. He just got tired reading everything that Adira can do.

I can't help but be amazed by her.

I stared at her photos that I asked Jaylor to get. All her photos are savage and it is the definition of perfection. Her beauty is dangerous. She's not doing anything yet, but I knew that I was being captured by her already, especially with how I witnessed her fighting and defending her clan.

“Why are you smiling like that, huh?” I erased that freaking smile and cleared my throat immediately.

“I know that smile of yours, Oliver. Don't tell me you like her? Damn, dude! You have to kill that woman! That's the mission, remember?” I glared at him before I moved my eyes away.

Damn. I hate myself. Pull yourself back together, Oliver! Adira Dawn Sanchez is the target. You have to kill her in order to erase their clan.

“Unless you want Otis to inherit everything,” he really knows how to pull me back together.

“As if,” I replied. “I'm not gonna lose over him, Jay. I won't fail this mission anymore,” I know that I must not fail this, but my fucking heart tells me the opposite!

Of all people, why does it have to be Adira? Why now that I was captivated by her in one glance?

“So, what are you planning? What will you do to accomplish the mission? I'm sure Otis is already doing something,” I know right. Otis is competitive. He won't waste any time, especially now that the reward is to lead our clan.

My pride wouldn't be able to bear Otis as the leader.

“I'm still thinking. That's why I told you to do research about her. I must know something about her before I plan everything,” I heaved a heavy sigh before putting all her photos back inside the brown envelope.

I should not look at it anymore or else, I would really be in danger.

“Excuse me, Sir Oliver. Your father called, he told me to tell you to go to your house.” My secretary intervened. My brows crossed immediately while Jay just whistled.

What is it this time?

“As in now?” She hates to nod, but she did.

I scratched the back of my head before I grabbed my coat behind my swivel chair. Damn it. I'm too lazy to do another mission, but I cannot let Otis win at the same time.

“Tell me more about her. I'll come back immediately,” I told Jay before I marched out of my company.

I rode my Mustang as I drove to our house. Otis has his own house, and I don't have mine. Well, I could have one anytime. But I prefer a condominium instead of a house where I would be alone with the maids and guards. I could imagine how lonely and boring it is.

Perhaps when I find someone to marry, then I'll have my own house.

“My dearest brother,”

I was expecting to see Otis here already. I still hate to see his damn face. Only if we are not blood related, I would definitely destroy that face.

“Happy to see me?” I flashed a tiny smile.

“Not even a bit,” he replied. “Do you think you can handle the mission? You know, you failed your last,” he acted like he was saddened, when the truth is he was actually in joy.

“Is that the only thing you got towards me?” I yawned. “Oh, sorry. My ears are bleeding,” I made sure to wear the most annoying smile that I could show him before I simply tapped his arm.

“Learn to talk less, Otis.” I turned my back at him before that smile on my lips faded.

“Oliver, Otis! I finally got to see the two of you,” our mother first welcomed us again with a simple hug.

“Hi, Mom.” I greeted.

“You two are so hard to find nowadays,” she shook her head disappointedly.

“I'm busy, Mom. I'm not just sure with Oliver,” I saw how her smile dropped. Otis really knows how to ruin every scene.

“Why did you call us, Dad?” I chose to ignore his immaturity. I will not waste my time talking to my arrogant brother.

“Well,” he paused and put down the newspaper he was reading.

“Vanessa Delfin was killed,”

“By who?” Otis asked.

“Guess,”

“Adira,” I said. I don't know if I really think it's her or I was just thinking so much about her.

“Exactly,” a smile flashed on his face and I knew that it annoyed Otis.

“She's the heiress of Delfin. Yesterday, she was the one who attacked the Sanchez. Unluckily, Vanessa’s brain is narrow, she doesn't think out of the box. You cannot win over the fierce and sharp Adira like that,” he let out a chuckle and shook his head.

“Is that the only reason why you called us?” Otis seems to be bored already.

“I told you that to remind you not to belittle Adira. Their clan might be falling, but she is not as weak as you are thinking. Because if she is, why would they still exist in the Mafia world, right?”

“We got that, Dad. I'm already planning my first move,” Otis mentioned. Dad now shifted his eyes at me.

“I'm doing the same,” I replied. I heard Otis chuckled, mocking me again.

After that very short conversation, our father dismissed us immediately.

“Do you really have a plan?” I shut my eyes firmly when I heard Otis behind me again before I could even leave.

“Aren't you tired of yourself?” Because I'm so tired of him.

“I mean, I know you, Oliver. Just admit it, you don't know what to do yet.” When that arrogant smirk was painted on his lips again, I was dying to erase it with knife.

“It’s not your business,” I gave him my blank eyes already.

“May the best man win,” he tapped my shoulder, just like what I did to him earlier.

I clenched my jaw before I left the mansion as well and came back to my company.

“You're pissed,” Jay commented when I sat on my swivel chair.

“Who would not be? Seeing Otis' face can upset me already,” I still want to punch his face right now.

“I have news,” I threw my gaze at him.

He removed the lollipop inside his mouth before he looked at me.

“Adira is looking for a private bodyguard,” when the deafening silence invaded the two of us, I knew that we were thinking the same thing.

“I should apply, then.” A tiny smirk played upon my face.

The mission is just about to begin. I must be the one to kill Adira Sanchez, not Otis, not the other clans, but me.

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