P R O L O G U E

"Stop kidding. 3 million dollars for these trash? Are you fucking high!" A man on his late 30s yelled at the tanned toned man sitting majestically straight opposite of him.

Even the air around him was filled with richness. His eyes were dark, yelled immense power but still he remained quite.

The man's yell didn't bother him a bit as he still sat with his legs crossed maintaining his powerful aura.

But contrary of him, his men in all black standing behind him perked up at the scene of the angry client yelling at their boss, with no knowledge of dark consequences.

Muscles tensed up in clear anger as the two men in all black, took a step forward ready to deal with the disrespectful client who dared to raise his voice against their boss but Alejandro at that right moment, raised his hand gesturing them to stop at their respectful places.

Granting the order of their boss they backed off quietly, with their jaw tightly clenched.

The angry client scoffed at Alejandro's action as his one hand settled on his waist while he kept his glare on him with mock and a hint of challenge.

He was playing with fire!

"1.5 and we are done!"

He bargained but only an unamused chuckles returned from ahead.

Deep and dark.

"I ain't doing no charity, 3.5!" Alejandro spoke with his voice firm, dominating the vibe.

The client became dumbfounded while looking at him with his eyes wide opened as Alejandro straightly ignored his said amount and without any warning increased the digits.

"Are you fucking kidding?"

Another yell rang on the silent meeting room as Alejandro still remained quiet.

The client was pissed off at this point, it wasn't like he wanted to be there but he had no choice instead.

Alejandro's weapons are believed to be the best ones in comparison to any other mafia's owned weapons.

His weapons had class and also they had his name tag on it making it a brand.

Leaving all those things aside, the smuggling with Alejandro is a lot safer than any other mafia leader.

His policies were clean even though it was dirty as hell.

Alejandro had connections with the higher ups, in another words he was feeding the government silently. He had his control over the whole damn country as his smugglers obviously never got caught while delivering the weapons and drugs or what not.

Everything with his name tag on was legalised around the country even though they were illegal.

He was the god damn system himself.

As a result he was one powerful mafia among the most dangerous ones.

Many feared him and many obviously wanted to create alliance with him for a safe guard to benefit themselves. 

Having all these royalties coming along with his weapons, he had the price of hell too.

"4!"

Alejandro spoke again tearing the moment of silence with his eyes blank making the client's hand clench, he was indeed a manipulating character.

This was not it.

His weapons surely owned quality but the client was getting pissed off by the behaviour of him.

Licking his lips in frustration he looked at him in anger but also with a hint of silent mischievousness.

His mind flicked something as he smiled suddenly.

Now seeing Alejandro still silently unbothered, he wanted to pull his string.

He wanted to see him act up.

"5 million dollars and your wife for a night!" He stated with no hint of shame.

That's when Alejandro head rose up to look at him for a better view.

Eyes darkened in absolute anger, his jaw clenched making the client kind of proud to receive his first reaction.

He successfully triggered him.

Just to test him more he chuckled at his own, he obviously got what he wanted but he decided to play a little more, unknown to the upcoming destruction which was waiting for him ahead.

"Well, I heard you married that old Draco's second daughter? Damn she was quite famous with words all around because of her curves and beauty. I was wondering how she would taste-.."

**DASHHH**

The sentence remained incomplete.

Blood spilled out of man's head as a hole right on his forehead was created in the unpredictable moment.

The deep angry sound of Alejandro's gun creepied the walls of the huge meeting room.

His chest rose up and down as he shot him with no hesitation.

Not caring about any outcome too.

He had absolutely no hint of regret on his face while holding the gun up as he looked at the now dead trash who spoke shits about his wife just seconds ago.

Such a dumb human.

Standing up from his seat the next second with his eyes red, he looked monstrous with his dangerous aura.

"Feed him to the dogs!" He ordered as the two guards smirked at the pleasant view in front of them.

No one messes with their boss indeed but this dumb man tried to be too bold and messed up with boss's woman.

What an end he received.