Author's POV:
At the headquarter
Elijah entered the conference office in time,not being the first or the last person.He sat down at a massive glass table with the other members waiting for the conference to start.Elijah's POV:
I sat down at the conference table waiting for the meeting to start.I took a look around seeing all the other members chanting with each other.Suddenly Alexander entered the room,we all stood up showing respect.He walked over to his chair which was on the top of the table which means I was right next to his left.
We bowed and right after he sat down,we were allowed to sit down too.
Alexander started speaking loud and clearly"I gathered you all here to discuss the situation about the abandoned building in the south."I watched him eyefully.
"As you know that building must be torn down immediately,because a few individuals started selling stolen drugs at night in that place."Alexander explained seriously.
"So,I have sent Elijah today to examine the entire place in order for him to come up with a plan of how to tear the entire building down."He revealed a part of his plan.
Suddenly a member interrupted him by asking arrogantly"Creed?"
Everyone looked at Ezekiel who was sitting on the right side of his father which means right in front of me.
"Why'd you send him and not someone else?"He wanted to know."Because he's my right-hand man."Alexander explained calmly.
"Oh,so you trust him more than me....than your own son."Ezekiel started to play with fire.
Alexander rolled his light blue eyes.
"Would it be a problem,if your father would trust me more in this situation?"I asked his son giving him a serious gaze."Yes!"He exclaimed strongly.
I crossed my arm and stared at him even more intensely.
"I don't accept this!"Ezekiel maintained looking at his father who watched his son with crossed arms all annoyed at his childish behavior.
"I don't care,if you accept it or not.I have sent him there,so he can make a plan that helps us."Alexander wanted to make himself clear.
His son and I watched us one more time in the eyes until his father asked me"So,you have any ideas how to tear it down?"
I looked over at Alexander and nodded before I replied calmly"My idea is to blow up the entire place at night."
I could see on Alexander's face expression that he liked it.
"Blow up the place?"Ezekiel scoffed.
I immediately turned my head facing him.
"Come on,this is the worst idea.Everyone will find out about the explosion and you know exactly our mafia is very secretive."He commented angrily.
"What do you propose?"I wanted to know giving him a chance to say his opinion even though I didn't even care.
He smiled satisfied and spoke"We can assassinate those motherfuckers,so no one will find out about them and all the business that's going on there."
To be honest I liked this idea,but I didn't want him to see that,because I wanted to do it in my way.
"But we must tear the building too,so all the drugs that are hidden there to be destroyed in the explosion too."I commented on his idea politely.
I could see that Alexander nodded thoughtfully.
Ezekiel took a deep breath making me turning my head facing him."What if there aren't any drugs there,what if they only come to that place just to sell the ones they stole,do you really want to risk it?"He wanted to change my mind.
"Yeah,he's right."I immediately recognized all the agreements from the rest which made Ezekiel satisfied and he felt powerful in that moment thinking that he won,but he didn't.
"Now don't be a dick and agree with the others that my idea is the best and it will be followed."Ezekiel forced my calmness to reach its end while also watching me with an arrogant look.
I stood up aiming everyone's attention and started walking over to the door.
But before I left,I turned around facing everyone and spoke clearly"At least I'm a dick and not a bunch of pussies like you all."
I turned around and left the conference office gracefully with a smirk on my face.
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My Devious Soul
Teen FictionThe devious life of the mafia consigliere Elijah Sinclair Creed is complex.The twenty-seven years old lives in world where he is the only one who can win.Creed's calm temperament is chained in a devious and secretive behavior.With his strategic mind...