The 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...
Author's POV: Three months later... Three months passed since Alexander's death.Elijah kept working on uncomplicated tasks.He tried as much as he could to avoid Ezekiel.His ideas of leading his father's mafia make Elijah feel sorry that Alexander had such an idiotic son who slowly destroys the empire his father built.
Elijah attended to the conferences since he's the consigliere of the Leonte mafia,but he didn't comment in any conferences,because he would exacute Ezekiel's orders completely different...in his way.
24th December It was the last day of work for all mafia members.Ezekiel gathered all capos in in the conference room for the last conference of the year.
Ezekiel recapitulated all the achievements,gave a little review and a feedback and also thanked everyone for their hard work.At the end everyone applauded while standing up and left the the conference room.
As Elijah wanted to leave,his name was called.He turned around.It was Ezekiel.
"A word,please."He requested friendly,everyone left,it was only them in the entire room.
"I've been watching you for a few months...and I have the feeling that you're avoiding me...you ignore my orders and never consult me even though your the renowned consigliere,am I doing something wrong?"Ezekiel remarked Elijah's behavior and put an accent on the word "renowned".
Elijah sighed before he responded honestly"Besides your taste in fashion,only your leading and the way of thinking."
Ezekiel crossed his arms giving Elijah a sign to keep talking.
"I feel like the mafia isn't the same like it was."Elijah gave his opinion."What do I have to do,Mr.Consigliere?"Ezekiel asked ironically.
Elijah scoffed and replied seriously"Take Alexander as an example!"Leaving Ezekiel confused.
He grinned before he wished ironically"Merry Christmas,mon chef!"And tapped his adoptive brother's shoulder."You too,bâtard...you too."Ezekiel said to himself as Elijah left.
Elijah arrived home.
The whole apartment was decorated with Christmas decorations even though he lived alone,he just wanted to have it decorated so he can the happiness in his lonely heart.
His parents left him when he was young,at the age of three.He does remember them very well.Elijah knows their names,origin and appearance.
His mother named Emiru Takahashi was from Japan and his father Laurent Creed was from France.
They met in France and moved to U.S. when Elijah was a baby,but they had to gave him to adoption by the time he was about to turn four,because they struggled financially.But it was too late when they came back,because their son got adopted by the Leontes since they wished one more child and so they decided to adopt him.
The Leonte family owns the heritage of French people.
Elijah decided to spend the rest of the evening like he used to.
Alone.
But with Christmas songs instead of soul music.
While preparing himself dinner in kitchen,he remembered that he forgot to send out an E-mail.
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He went in the bedroom trying to find his phone,but no result.He walked in his study,when he heard some gunshots,signaling him that he's in danger.
He immediately ran over to his desk and took out of a drawer a gun.Elijah showed himself being armed and immediately started shooting.
The armed men shot back,but Elijah could defense himself.He shot a few more times until he got all three men on the floor.
Laying on the cold floor,in blood and groaning in pain and suffering,Elijah approached them smirking,he crouched and said ironically"Let me guess,Ezekiel sent you to work even on Christmas?"
Still not getting any answers from the groaning men.Elijah chuckled and said to himself"Of course."
He stood up and wished ironically"Merry Christmas!"And shot all three of them for the last time.
12:00 am Sitting on the couch with a glass of red wine in his left hand,Elijah was dialing someone's number.
"Hello?"Someone answered confused since he didn't know who called him."How was the Christmas party?"Elijah asked curiously and ironically.
Silence stroke the other side of the phone.
"Elijah?"Ezekiel asked shocked."Yeah,that's me,in flash and bones."Elijah replied casually taking a sip from his wine."But how-"Ezekiel wanted to say until Elijah interrupted him removing the glass from his soft lips"How I survived your surprise party?Pfff...it was nothing,but I had just as much fun like you did."And he giggled at the end.
Ezekiel was speechless,how did Elijah survived the attack?
"This is and it's going to be the last time when I warn you!"Elijah maintained with an authoritative voice."Ne baise pas avec moi!"He warned him."You don't know what I'm capable of."Elijah claimed strongly.
"I'll let you live this time,because out of respect of Alexander,but next time...you'll feel on your own skin."Elijah maintained and hung up throwing his phone away.He sighed and layed his head back.
