Chapter 5 Nineteen Years Ago

Even the sound of a man being shaved can't compare to the quietness of the dark meeting room. The room contained a long table made out of fine wood and expensive. In front of the table was a president chair and four more chairs, two by the left and by the right. There were two lambs in the side of the room, making it a bit light for the people to at least interact with each other.

Martin was seated as the leader, his legs crossed gracefully against each other. He was putting on a black suit with a white undershirt that was half buttoned exposing part of his perfect abs. His hair was styled almost as perfect and he was doing what he enjoys the most, smoking. Just his posture alone and how stoic his face looked would make any woman go on their knees and praise him for having this perfect male beauty.

In the chair by his left, the underboss, also known as Haunter, was seated. He was dressed in an expensive suit, his tie was well fixed and his hairstyle was perfectly styled. He didn't have that soft and kind look each time he was with Valerie, now he looks really serious which made him look almost as scary as Martin and beside Martin's right was the consigliere whose name was Evander. 

He was a handsome young man, dressed in a neat dark suit too. He might look calm but talks with so much respect especially when he's talking in place of the boss. He follows Martin almost everywhere and then the capo known by the name Carlos who was sitting beside the Haunter. He was also dressed in an expensive suit and looked really tough just the way he looks when he controls some part of the mafioso.

They were all quiet, waiting for Martin to give them a signal before they started and he finally did. Martin puffed some air out of his mouth before he slowly dropped the cigarette he had in his hand. 

"Start" his authoritative voice echoed around the room.

"50 percent of the codeine has been sold for today" Carlos started and a low scoffed escaped Martin's lips.

"Why just 50 percent? You're really useless" he muttered and picked up his cigarette from his table then put it in his mouth and puffed some smoke out.

"Let's hear from you Haunter, I heard you dealt with the strip club earlier this evening, how did it go?" He asked with a boring look.

"Successful boss, the strip club is ours now and I hired the best strippers in the whole of Mexico to make it even more lively," Haunter replied with a straight face.

"Good" Martin muttered and dropped the cigarette he was holding back on his table. "I have something else for you and capo to do, I need the both of you to make it possible for me to secure a meeting with this man" as he mentioned this man, Evander didn't waste a second to open his phone and showed the picture of a not too old man who looked like he was a Mafia. He was dressed in an expensive black suit, his hair was styled properly but not as good as Martin's and his beards had this mixture of some gray and dark colors.

Haunter and Carlos recognized the man in the picture. He was none other than Emilio Deloitte but known as Mr Cobra in the dark organization, an Italian man who leads another mafia group here in Mexico. Emilio Deloitte is a famous name as a successful business man who had a billion dollar company but no one knows it was a cover to hide his real Mafia identity. He has been in the business for years now and has the biggest cartel while Martin was just chasing after him in the business line.

"Understood boss" Haunter nodded in assuredness.

"I will be gone for some days, I have other things to take care of and I hope to receive some good feedback about the codeine sales once I'm back" Martin said dryly then waved his hands off.

Carlos and Haunter stood up apart from Evander who remained with Martin. The two headed for the exit and Evander brought out an envelope.

"I did some research, boss, this is the girl you are looking for, the perfect pawn we can use to get Mr Cobra or should I say Emilio Deloitte once and for all".

Martin opened the envelope, he took the paper copy and looked at the picture inside. It was a young woman of about Valerie's age, she was dressed in an expensive dress and sunglasses, she was coming out from her car when that picture was taken.

He stared at the picture and nothing but hatred flashed through his eyes. "She looks just like her father even with her sunglasses on" a low murmur field with nothing but rage escaped from his lips as his mind wandered off to the man, Emilio Deloitte.

It all happened nineteen years ago, he was just ten years of age and he would never forget the darkest experience of his life.

"Book a flight, we have to be in Italy before the next morning" he said hardly and Evander could only just nod.

Meanwhile, the door to Haunter's room pushed open and a young woman who was dressed in some black net and skimpy cloth which was similar to a badass bitch stepped in.

"Hey Haunter don't tell me you've started sleeping by this time, we have unfinished business to do!" She ranted as she stood by the door, standing akimbo.

When she got no reply, she rolled her eyes and moved over.

"Now is not a time to play deaf mother fûcker!" She brought her hands to the duvet and spread it open. She was surprised to see a petite figure laying there and sleeping soundly.

"The hell" she cussed within herself and didn't waste a second to pick you up the pillow then placed it hardly on her face.

That one hit alone made Valerie's eyes move wide-open.

"Who do you think you are to lay here you disgusting thing!" The badass bîtch young woman yelled.

Valerie stared at the young woman who looked just like her age and inwardly rolled her eyes at her then slowly stood up. She was about to leave the room when the young woman began talking again.

"I asked you a question oh wait" The badass lady narrowed her eyes at Valerie. "You're the newest slave if I'm not wrong. You are the one whose brother dared to steal from our capo m de la mafia (meaning mafia boss in Mexico). I guess it's a family type of thing because now you're making out with the underboss after sleeping with the mob boss" she rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"Take that back!" Valerie said hardly. She was getting tired of being treated like dirt. Now another one is coming from a girl who looks almost the same age as her or maybe the same.

She leaned closer to Valerie instead.

"If I don't, what are you going to do about it slùt?" She asked in a kind of testing smile. She was really daring.

"I'm warning you, watch the way you speak to me, I'm not nice!" Valerie stood her ground. She wasn't afraid and she was not ready to take another insult from anyone, especially this odd looking girl.

"Slùt! There I said it again, go ahead and show me what your god-damned family taught you" she smirked and to her surprise, Valerie hit her on the face.

She gasped, feeling nonplussed. This would be the first time someone not important in the gang would be hitting her, she didn't know how to react at first but she wasn't feeling happy about this.

Her fist balled hardly and she raised her hands up. "Bitch!" She spatted and tried to hit Valerie but a familiar voice was quick to stop her on time.

"Sage!"