I decided to not think about it and let things go with their flow.
‘We will see what to do in the future.’
I then called our clients who had an insect of uneasiness inside them and told them about the place for a meeting and it was my favorite place; the port.
We all were in a yacht as I said, lighting up my cigarette, “Hmm. What do you want to talk about?”
“I’m James, the representative of Ms Julia; The Dark Queen of Paris. She wants to form a deal with you and increase the supply of your guns in Paris.” He began to say.
And I have no interest.
“We need the urgent supply of weapons and you are the only person capable of exporting this. That why-”
“Alright, I’ve heard enough. First, if you need me urgently then go and ask your Missy to contact me directly, not by sending her dogs.” I muttered, exhaling the smoke.
“I don’t like being mocked and Second, Nothing from my stock would be smuggled to Paris. Keep it in your mind and Get out.” I said nonchalantly.
“You have to make an exception for us, Mr Moretti. You know it, it’s a profitable deal.” He said sternly, standing up.
“I know but I don’t give a fuck.” I gave him a bored look.
“Go and tell your princess, I am not interested. Go and look for someone else.” I also stood up to leave.
“And I should tell you, If I am not helping you, No one will.”
I said victoriously because no one would want to be my enemy by joining hands with an enemy.
As if I don’t know Missy's intentions.
“You have to.” And he finally lost his patience and showed his true colors.
“At what cost?” I smirked.
“Life.”
“Means nothing to me.” My smirk grew wider.
“Her eyes are the same as yours. Just a darker shade.” This time, he smirked.
I raised an eyebrow, not understanding whom he was talking about but then my eyes widened because the only one with eyes like this is…
Candice.
“Remember?”
Extreme anger took over me and since I have no control over my wrath.
“Asshole.” I lost myself in the sapphire fury just thinking about someone hurting Candice.
I gave him an infuriated look and shot his head right there.
“How dare you…”
And everyone took out their guns as the sound of gunshots screeched everywhere.
“Take one hostage and kill all!” I ordered and shot a guy in the leg.
And soon my beautiful white yacht was stained with the crimson color.
After the bloodshed ended I sighed and asked, “Any casualties?”
“No, Sir.” That’s my men!
I smirked and turned to the person we caught. They were holding him to the ground. I walked to him and bent on one knee.
“Send the representative’s head to his Miss and you-”
I turned to him and put my gun in his mouth, “What did you guys do?” I asked threateningly.
He tried to speak but couldn’t, crying and sweating badly, he couldn’t even make his words.
That’s the fear of death which is very enticing.
“M-Ma’am told us to… hold captive.. your w-wife and f-force you to… smuggle-”
“Where’s Candice now?” I growled.
“A-At our hideout..” He cried.
“Please let me go.. I don’t want to die. Please..” He begged.
I leaned in and whispered, “You die the day you join the Mafia.”
“Get the address.” I ordered and stood up.
Amid my tension for her well being and anger, an eerie satisfaction also rose in me.
Because after all these years I have someone whom I care about deeply and don’t want to lose at all cost.
After all these years, I have someone I love in my life…
Candice POV:-
Filled with extreme revolt and hatred for my own father, I withdrew money from the back.
“I don’t know why he is doing this to me, why is he trying to ruin my happy married life? How can he fall for the sake of money?” I muttered under my breath.
I guess that’s what the lust for money does to you; it fucking blinds you from a straight path.
If it wasn’t for Nicolas I would have never done this.
Why the hell Nicolas wants to keep our relationship hidden?
If it wasn't for keeping it a secret, none of it would happen and Elmer wouldn’t pressurize me to do what he wants.
“I would never forgive him.”
I wouldn’t be stuck in such an unwanted situation. But there’s nothing I can do now, all I have to do is to keep our secret hidden for as long as I can.
‘When I meet Nicolas, I will ask him about telling everything to Tyler. Tyler loves me a lot. He will surely understand my state.’
I know he is doing this for me so people won’t ask about my legitimacy. He is doing this for me.
I sighed and went to meet Elmer. I entered with a cold look.
“Ah, look, look, who is here?” He smirked upon seeing me and I feel so disgusted for lying to Tyler, for doing this.
“I feel repulsed at myself and I will hate you forever for this.”
How can I let him use me like this? I don’t know what to do. I need to talk to Nicolas, not over the phone but face to face.
I walked closer and threw the envelope of money on the table, “Here you go.” I said emotionless.
“And don’t you dare to ask for money ever again.” I snarled and closed my arms at my chest.
“Hmph..” His smirk grew sinister when he saw the money.
“I swear I have never hated anyone as much as I resent you now.” I confessed.
“Just this?” He frowned, looking at the money.
“What do you mean by ‘just this’? Have you ever seen this amount of money before?” I mocked.
“Watch your mouth.” He scowled.
“You watch your actions first.” I hissed.
“Hmph! I will see you.”
“I won’t give you any more money.” I declared.
“You will. Whenever I tell you, you will give me.” He said firmly.
“I won’t.” I also replied in the same tone.
“Time will tell.” He said.
“It will.” I scowled and left not before slamming the door behind me so harshly that the door almost broke.