Outsmarted

Chapter Three - The one that got away

Jax's Point of View

The Romano's had been on my mind the whole time since they came. Reese looked exactly like Reina except for the fact that she inherited gorgeous brown skin that has the power to glow in. They had the same hazel honey as eyes and the deep black hair. I also met his wife Ophelia, one of the best hackers in the world. She was as gorgeous as the papers made her to be. They had a little daughter called Hazel who also came along to America. The whole event for the Winter ball has now been planned. Our defence, our attack all planned out. Both Sicily and Americans were joining in for this to take of the Milans.

In addition to that, we have the Black Hunter as backup. The Black Hunter has been messing with the shipments, stealing shipments occasionally. Twisting around in my head uneasily was how I was going to break it to her brother that I killed his sister because I thought she was a rat in the mafia and have been living to regret it ever since. Oh yeah, it totally works out if I just told him "yeah, killed your sister because she was a rat and now, I sleep in her room and vest her grave twice every single day." Yeah, they would not freak out at all.

We went out to the clubs and he had also met up with my main men, Angelo and Felix and we would usually have a few drinks. The Russians were also attending the Winter ball and offered to be there as our side as usual, he was my cousin, after all. I was meeting them both at the ball which was in a couple of hours. Hammering my head with the drug shipments had made my headache too much that I needed some sort of drink to loosen up for a bit. Just then Angelo had walked in.

"You got room to join?"

"Mmhmm."

"You got a date for the Ball?"

"Nemesis, oh wait I killed here." I spoke with a slight chuckle.

"Dark humour. Hmph. You loved her, didn't you?"

"Loved. No. Love. Always and forever and my stupidity only made me kill her."

"I'm not going to defend you, but we don't usually let suspicions a chance to be proved to be innocent."

"Don't. Fucking. Defend. Me." I gritted my teeth with a rush adrenaline flowing through my veins.

"I'm not but I won't let you beat yourself after what you did a year ago."

"it wasn't just a fucking thing that you forget. I FELL IN LOVE WITH HER AND SHE... SHE FUCKING LOVED ME AND I BETRAYED HER IN THE WORST WAY THAT I COULD," the anger bubbled up and I felt myself losing myself slowly. So, I went to the first place that could calm me in any situation. Nem's grave.

I didn't talk to her. No words at all just the salty tears trickling their way down my face just as she prickled her way into my stone-cold heart. She managed to do everything that would leave a smile on my heart. God, I would give anything to hear her laugh once more. She could make the whole world light up with her laugh. The laugh of her exhilarating personality shines through and honestly that itself could plaster the biggest grin across my face.

After a couple of hours of making myself comfortable in her presence, I made my way to my room and showered and came out in a red suit. A red blazer. Black shirt. Black trousers. Red tie. The deep dark scarlet red that complimented the red eye gene that runs in the family. I took my car and drove to the venue where the Winter Ball was being held.

It was a grand entrance and nothing less than expected. An elegant chandler hung from the ceiling and the whole shimmered with the dazing golden themed tables and chairs. I spotted Dimitri with a woman who looked like she was going to kill him. The one people in the underground talk about Moya Vitiello.

She's known for working alone with no one else; the only time that she had was when there was a heist with the Black Hunter at a club downtown where there was a major drug deal happening and from then on Moya had her own drug line and one of the biggest so she was a considered to be a valuable asset to come in at one's aid. Shame that her family were against women being in the mafia. She had marred Dimitri a couple of weeks ago and I met her but she wasn't keen on the upcoming special night with her husband so the ones who encouraged it were the ones that she stained her white wedding dress with red blood.