Atlas.
Usoro base. 23rd of April, 2021, 2:19 am.
Before I know it, my feet are leading me to Tony's office.
"I wouldn't go in there if I were you," Bianco, the guard on duty in front of Antonio's office said with a concerned look on his face.
"Thank god you aren't me then" A smirk on my face since the anger had subsided slightly after the encounter with Sage.
The wooden doors open, this time, with an annoying sound coming from the hinges. A curious Antonio brings his head up from his glass to see where the sound is coming from. His glass half empty, the rest filled with whiskey. A couple of cigarette butts spread throughout his desk. And, dark circles under his eyes.
The guy looked rougher than I did.
The doors slam behind me as I grab a leather chair from the corner of the room and sit on it in front of the don.
"Explain" My tone simple and dry. One thing I didn't want in this situation was to show emotion. For many reasons. One of which, emotion makes you weak. And two, I don't know which emotion I'd show. Whether it'd be the happiness Sage gave me when she agreed to my deal, tiredness from the long hours in Morales's basement or the leftover anger I have for Antonio.
"Explain what?" Mr Usoro over here, on the other hand, showed all the emotion. Tiredness, sadness and embarrassment flushed over his face as his eyes looked into mine.
"Why the hell I wasn't found"
"Be grateful son,"
Oh? Grateful? I'm pretty grateful for many things. One of which is not how Antonio simply chooses to basically ignore me.
"For what exactly?" I hissed at him. Again, wrong move.
"For being taught all the tricks to get out of their basement in the first place. Without me you wouldn't have gotten out of there!"
"And without you, I wouldn't have been in that situation in the first place!"
"So you would have rather been that teenager on the streets abusing drugs Atlas?! Get. Back. In. Line." Antonio stands up from his seat and throws the glass across the room, making the glass shatter and the whiskey seep on the wall.
As an answer to his question, no. But I really thought that Tony would be reliable. He already saved me once so why can't he do it a second time?
Antonio storms out of his office, leaving me in there on my own when I notice a slight change. There was a calendar behind where Antonio's head was. The date read the 23rd of April 2001. And written in big red letters next to it stood 'Antonio's and Martina's wedding day!'.
It's their 20th anniversary. 20 years ago today Martina left him.
Oh.
My heart sank. Not because I wanted to feel sorry for Antonio. But because I know what it feels like to be left by the most important person in your life. I know what kind of effects that has on you. I know how your mind doesn't know how to work when anything that reminds you of that person comes by.
I know.
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Sage.
Morales house. 23rd of April, 2021, 11:17 pm.
"SAGE LILITH MORALES COME DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW. "
This was my fucking alarm at 11 pm. I just fell asleep in my comfy bed just to be woken up. Juan was fucking pissed. And take a guess why. Because the fucking heir of Usoro, which may I add, was my responsibility, 'escaped'.
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Growing Fires with Old Ashes
Romance''While I was beating myself up over you. You were giving someone the butterflies that were meant for me.'' ----------- After years of being abandoned, drugs and alcohol, Atlas Bressett ends up becoming the new heir of the Usoro Mafia. He turned int...
