keep your enemies closer

I Made A Deal With The Devil

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Chapter 1: keep your enemies closer

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**Amir Roswell**

Amir was casually taking a stroll in the park, thousands of cherry blossom trees surrounding him.

With a pink flower pattern umbrella shielding him from the spring rain, he walked for many minutes, his muscular bodyguard by his side.

Amir was a special Omega after all.

Everywhere he went, he had an Alpha bodyguard by his side, always protecting him so he wouldn't get harmed.

His father had always been very protective of him, ever since he was born.

His favorite lover and mistress had given birth to Amir; Makarov Irina. She was just a mere Omega prostitute from Russia that had happened to catch his eye. She died a few years later when Amir was still very young, so Amir found himself getting raised by his protective father, his step-siblings, and his very infuriating stepmother.

His father was one of Britain’s greatest mafia leaders, Hester Roswell.

And even though Amir was his bastard son, his father always spoiled him and shielded him from everything and everyone.

Amir was his precious Omega child. He had to protect him from the cruel world that they lived in.

Being the leader of an infamous crime organization was never that simple.

"I think father is troubled by something these days," Amir started to say, as he was walking in the empty park. It was late in the evening, only he and his Alpha bodyguard were around.

"What makes you think of that?" Nikolai, who was Amir’s Alpha and Russian bodyguard asked.

Nikolai had been working for Amir’s father for many years now, ever since he was young himself. His position had always been the same: being Amir’s bodyguard.

Nikolai was decades older than Jimin, now being in his late 30s.

While Amir, he had just turned 22 last year. With every year, the Omega just got prettier and prettier, just like his mother.

That was what his father always told him.

"You're lucky you took after your mother, sweet child. Your mother was a natural beauty, just like you. She was just like a doll, like you." Words that Amir was always told by his father, ever since he was a child.

He didn't mind so much back then, but lately, it was getting on his nerves.

Amir wanted to be so much more than a doll. He wanted to help out his father and be part of the organization too.

So why did his father still shield him from this world? It pissed him off.

"He looks troubled lately." Amir repeated his words, worrying about his father, "I know he's trying to make a deal with this sketchy organization in Osaka. But whenever I ask, he doesn't say a lot. Instead, he tells me to focus on my studies."

Amir huffed before Nikolai had the chance to reply, "As if I want to focus on my studies! What do I need to do to make him understand that I'm not interested in becoming a damn fashion designer?!"

Nikolai let out a chuckle, hearing Amir voice out his complaints, "Sir Amir, you know your father just wants what's best for you. He wants to keep you away from his world because it's dangerous. You are his child. It's only natural that he wants to protect you from it."

Amir slightly rolled his eyes, sighing softly.

"Still, I'm his child too. I know my other Alpha step-siblings are already training to join the organization! What about me?!" Amir complained again, with a pout to his plump lips.

It was true.

Amir’s two Alpha step-siblings were already 'training' to join the organization and be the next successors.

While Amir was left out. He felt...lonely. He felt like he was a stranger. Like he didn't belong to the family sometimes. Like he was just a toy that existed for no reason.

"Amir, let me tell you a secret," Nikolai started to say, as they had reached the end of the park. The rain had also stopped, so Amir closed his umbrella, giving it to Nikolai to put it away, "Out of all his kids, boss loves you the most. He has a soft spot for you, and it's one of the reasons he doesn't want you to get involved. "

"Father loves me the most?" Amir sighed again, a bitter smile forming across his face.

"Yes, isn't it obvious? If he cared about your other siblings a lot, he wouldn't mindlessly add them to the organization. It doesn't matter if you're part of us or not, Amir. You're still his child."

Amir just pouted and remained silent, walking with crossed arms.

Maybe, his father did love him a lot, maybe too much at times, but still, it wasn't enough for him.

Amir was greedy. He wanted more.

And he wouldn't stop until he got what he wanted.

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After their one-hour-long walk to the park, Nikolai took Amir back to the mansion.

Since his father was drowning in money, he owned many apartments and houses.

He usually stayed in a mansion outside of Tokyo, a pretty safe place, where his enemies couldn't find him and harm his family.

Amir’s Alpha step-siblings and stepmother also lived with them in the mansion.

Amir wasn't very fond of them. Especially his stepmother.

He despised her.

His stepmother was always gazing at him coldly, hating on him because he was her husband's bastard son.

She was envious mostly because her husband preferred Amir’s deceased mother to her, who was just a simple mistress.

And he knew that.

But he didn't indulge in her ridiculous behavior. As long as he had his father by his side, he'd be alright.

"Father!" Amir rushed to his father, who was currently sitting on one of the couches in the living room.

The Alpha was in his early 50s, but he didn't look too bad for his age. Covered in many tattoos and scars, as the mafia leader that he was.

"Are you back, my sweet child?" His face brightened up once he was met with his child. Amir immediately sat on his father's lap and wrapped his arms around him.

Even though sometimes he complained to his father for spoiling him too much and treating him like a fragile little doll, Amir still loved his father a lot.

His father was the only family he had left in this world after all.

"Was the rain too heavy today?" He asked as Amir remained on his lap, happily in his arms, like he was a child sitting on Santa's lap.

At that moment, Amir felt like he was a child again.

"No! The rain was pretty mild, father! What about you..? Did...you take care of everything?"

Amir was worried because his father had lots of wounds on his body lately. More than usual.

Of course, as the mafia leader that he was, it was natural to be covered in wounds.

There were many times where his father returned to the mansion and was covered in a pool of his own blood, thousands of wounds to his body.

But Amir thought this time...was too much.

"Don't worry about that, sweet child. You know I always take care of everything, hm?" His father patted his head gently, then pushed him off his lap.

"Go to sleep now, Amir. You have classes tomorrow, don't you?" His father reminded him, making him frown.

As if!

I don't give a damn about my fashion classes!!!

Amir was fuming on the inside but tried to remain calm on the outside.

He wasn't in the mood to argue with his father that night. He knew his father was going to give him another silly pep-talk about life and his future career.

"I'll go to bed then," He walked to his father so he could give him a good night kiss, "Night, father,"

He kissed his father on the cheek and headed upstairs to his room.

Luckily for him, his siblings were already asleep, his stepmother too, so he wouldn't have to deal with them tonight.

So, he happily headed to his room to sleep.

He quickly changed out of his clothes and wore his sleepwear.

It was still cold at night, so he chose to wear his long sleeve pajamas.

Once he was in his pastel pajamas, he also wore his satin sleeping mask and was ready to sleep...

He went under the satin covers of his king-sized bed, resting his head on the many pillows, and closed his eyes.

Today was a typical day for Amir...

But little did he know that in a few hours, everything would change in his life.

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Amir’s sleep was disturbed by the sound of gunshots and loud screaming.

He quickly removed his sleeping mask and got out of bed.

Then, the door was slammed open.

It was his bodyguard, Nikolai.

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TBC