Areson :
~Suarez Mansion II, 6.07 pm~
Alastair Moreno. Previous member of the special forces. Distinguished for his smartness and his manipulative power. Excellent assassin, specialised in rare spying techniques. Currently head of his own mafia organisation. Rebel and traitor.
I finish reading the information about my enemy. Not because I do not know him, but because he's late and I'm reading his papers again and again.
•I made the devil run
I gave him poison just for fun
I had one friend, now there's none
I made the devil run•
Alastair is nor like those other criminals. He's way worse. He's one of those skilled traitors nobody can trust. I know him better that the media. I know his techniques, I know what goes on his mind. I know his moves and his connections. But he is unpredictable, something I cannot deny.
I am sitting on my chair in the garden in front of my mansion. The second one. There's a table and another chair. Nearly sunset, nobody would like to ruin this atmosphere with the presence of Alastair. But there are things that should be done.
•I broke so many bones
But none of them were ever my own
They were an army, I was alone
I broke so many bones•
I look at the time : 6.13 pm.
"I swear if you try to show up abruptly and attack me..." I mumble, laughing slightly while lowering my head down.
I hear a car.
Two cars.
Alastair likes to show off, in fact more than everybody else...
The cars stop in front of the mansion gate, and Alastair steps out of the first one.
Dark coat, black suit, black glasses and a gun in his hand.
•I'm bad, as bad can be
So bad that it's hard to believe
Oh, what they say about me
I'm bad, take a look and see
So bad that it's hard to believe
I don't care what they say about me•
"You're late" I tell him confidently as he approaches.
"Oh yes I fucking am, because I had to undergo a check from your men during my ride here." He says angrily.
"Oh did they really do this?" I answer arrogantly, slightly smiling.
"It was just for safety reasons" I continue, my face becoming serious again...
We sit down and he throws some papers on the table.
"Explain Moreno, you have to explain everything" I provoke him, as I did not want to read the papers myself.
He gave me a threatening look and then opened a folder.
"Kingstone, your fame has gone too far away" he starts saying...
"Everybody knows you" he continues...
"And you seemed like the perfect man for this business. First of all, this is about transporting my 'things' to a particular place. Reaslion's dock." he announces...
I froze for a moment, looking him straight in his eyes, as he removed his sunglasses slowly.
"What is it? You got scared?" He asks...
I smile.
"No. The thing is that I am really curious to learn the reason why you decided Reaslion's dock, the famous high security dock. Did you not think clearly this time Alastair??" I ask him...
YOU ARE READING
Can I have another dance?
RomanceHe's bossy. He's powerful. He's a wanted man. He's Areson Kingstone. He seems like a man with no weak spots at all. Arrogant. Cold - hearted. He has met enemies before... but like this one, none. She's strong. She's glamorous. She's successfu...
