Sebastian

Sebastian's POV

I sat on the cushion in my room, my eyes closed as I inhaled. In my hands was an already lit cigarette.

A glass of whiskey was on the table near me, and so was a small tray where I dropped the powdery substance that came out from the already burnt cigarette.

I meditated on what my next plan would be with a smile on my face. I had a few enemies on my tail, but it was nothing to worry about because I had people on my side who still worked for me.

Furthermore, I was a smart man who wouldn't go down that easily. I was the only mafia lord whom no one could stand, so I didn't expect someone who I could end in two minutes to be on my tail.

“Daddy, daddy!” I could recognize those voices anywhere.

“Hmmm,” I growled, closing my eyes as I waited for them with a small smile on my lips.

They were the reason I needed to get rid of my enemies, so we could stop this life of hide and seek.

If my enemies get a hold of them, I won't be able to escape. They were my only family left, and