15

Stepping out of Ares's car, we watched as people entered the ballroom with their partners by their sides. I clicked my tongue in annoyance when my eyes landed on the two men  standing in the entrance to check and ensure that nobody was armed. 

I studied the plan that my dad's men sent us while he was undercover in Gabriel's house.

Ares and I knew where all his men were. Once everybody would be preoccupied in the whole mafia thing, Ares and I would get rid of Gabriel's men one by one then him, in the end.

He asked for it and now he's going to get it. He knew it was a suicide mission, trying to eliminate the two most powerful mafia families was definitely not easy, it was impossible. Gabriel knew what he was looking for when he decided to go on war with us.

He knew it would be hard but he didn't know how hard it would actually be.

"Okay so, you take down those four on the right and I'll take those on the left. There are twenty four men inside and ten outside," Ares began speaking making me look at him, "once we're done with those inside, we'll deal with those outside." 

"Pass the security first," I nodded in the direction of the two men dressed in black, standing in the entrance, "they're checking if you have any weapons on you." 

"They won't do anything," he assured, "that is, if they don't want to die." I only sighed at that, hoping he was right as we walked towards the entrance. The two men stared at Ares then at me before asking us to raise our hands which we did.

One of them held his hand forward, attempting to touch me but I stopped him instantly, my cold gaze locked on him. The other man was checking the other guests.

"Touch me and I'll show you how I will kill you without a weapon." I warned, my voice emotionless but serious. The man pursed his lips in a thin line, a frown settled on his face as he stared at me. A sudden look of recognition crossed upon his features as he retract his hands.

"I apologize," he mumbled, his eyes going to Ares next. 

"I'm sure you wouldn't want to be my next target." Ares's voice as cold, even slightly colder than me. The man nodded and stepped aside, letting us both in,

"Now that wasn't so hard, was it?" Ares asked as we made our way inside, music and chatters instantly filling my ears. I ignored what he said, glancing at him to find him looking around the place, "Let's do what we came here for and get the fuck out of this damn place."

"Ah, Mr Salvatore and Ms Ivanov!" exclaimed a slightly familiar voice. Ares and I turned our heads to see Gabriel walking towards us with Thierry beside him, "I wasn't expecting to see you two here." 

"It's for the mafias and this year, it was apparently your turn to organize it. I don't see why you weren't expecting to see us, Gabriel," Ares spat, his jaw clenched, "you know, we never miss these type of events especially if it's from someone like you."

"Sometimes some people are needed to be reminded of their place." I added and heard Ares hum in agreement beside me, "which is beneath us."

"What do you mean?" Gabriel asked, raising his brows.

"You'll know what we're talking about quite soon."

"Meet my son, Thierry." Gabriel introduced the familiar guy who smiled at both Ares and I.

"Pleasure to meet you both." he smiled, extending his hand for me to shake which I did then he turned to Ares and did the same thing.

"Likewise." 

"So," Gabriel smirked, eyes darting from Ares to me, "the Italians and the Russians huh? That's a first." 

"There's a first time for everything." I replied calmly.

"Let's go get a drink," Ares said to which I nodded before we walked away from Gabriel.

"Alright,here we go. Take this." He handed me an ear piece which I put on instantly and tested it.

"We can communicate through this. You know how it works right?" he asked making me roll my eyes, "I've been doing this ever since I was five."

"Okay then," he smirked, "good Luck, love." He then walked in another direction while I went towards the stairs, after making sure that nobody was looking at me.

"Here goes nothing," I mumbled, staring at the men on the second floor.

"What are you doing here, all alone?" one of them asked, his brows furrowed as he stared at me in confusion.

"I don't know," I faked an innocent face, "I'm looking for the ladies' room. Can you gentlemen show me where it is?"

"Yeah sure. Come." The other man said and gestured for me to come. I walked towards them and they turned their backs towards me as they started walking away. I quickly knocked both of them out cold with the barrel of my gun. 

I began looking around for other men. I had to take down four while Ares take down the other four on the left side.

I spotted two other men who were standing a little further. I walked towards them and said innocently, "Hello? Can you two help me? My son is lost. I don't know where he went."

"Oh sure ma'am," one of them nodded,  "where was the last place you saw him go?" One of the men asked. She walked towards them, "don't remember."

They frowned in confusion. Their frowns morphed into surprise when I kick one of of them hard, making him stumble backwards thus hitting the other one as both of them fell on the ground. I quickly knocked them out before speaking to Ares through the earpiece, "Right side cleared."

"Left side cleared. Let's go up." Ares replied instantly.

Then we went upstairs, on the next floor. I took down all the men there too without any difficulties as did Ares.

Lastly, we went to the last floor and got rid of all the men inside as well. 

"Last floor, right side, clea--" I spoke as I turned around and was cut off by something which pierced through my abdomen, making me groan in pain.

It was a knife. I saw one of the men standing with a bloody knife in his hands.

"I didn't wanna kill you but you kinda asked for it." I spoke, ignoring the pain as I kicked the knife off the man's hand. As soon as the knife fell on the ground, I picked it up and slit his throat with it.

"Alexia? What happened? Are you okay? Is the right side clear?"

"Y-yeah, it is." I hissed in pain as I placed my now bloody hands on my abdomen. My dress was red so the blood could barely be seen. But the fabric was damp and it was a dead giveaway.

I glanced at the dead body of the man in front of her. I bent down, clutching to my  abdomen as I removed the blazer on the man. Then I took the knife and cut a piece of the blazer before lifting my dress and wrapping the piece of cloth around the cut in attempt to stop the blood from coming out.

"Let's get rid of the men outside then we take down Gabriel for good."