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Chapter 9: Cleaning Up

'I meant to behave but there were too many other options' - Unknown

Xavier POV

"William Roberts stop making out with that girl this instant and help me", I groaned as I carried Ron down the backstairs.

"Yes, wait you old man" he snorted and apologized to the girl promising her that they'll continue later.

"Why haven't you still told her that you aren't looking for something serious?" I said, clearly annoyed at the slow speed by which he was walking towards me.

"Why are you so worked up?" Will teased as he met me near the stairs.

"Because she wouldn't stop staring at you like she wants to eat you." I muttered.

"Just get used to my pretty boy face" he simply stated as he rolled his eyes while helping me carry Ron.

His tone grew intense as he noticed the bruises all over Ron's face, "what happened?' he asked "Ron is in an extremely bad condition. What do you think Boss will say about this?"

"The fact that he deserved it? Dad would be proud." I filled him in with what happened

"I'll call my dad to tend to his wounds as well as wrap up this party." he nodded as he understood the situation. His knuckles were white from anger but he had a calm expression. Will knew he had to be calm in such a tricky situation.

"I wish I could kill this man only if he wasn't the future Boss of the British Mafia. They may be the smallest ones out there but it's wiser not to encourage war, specially due to the speculations of them possessing the Rubie but soon, his date is near'

"Sure Boss" Will smiled as he realized that both of us were on the same page.

Yes, I am the future Don of the Russian mafia and the bleeding man in my arms is one of our father's colleague's sons.

Will and Anna are my future to be second and third in command. We are known as the three musketeers of the family. My father is the current Boss but is stepping down after he returns from his honeymoon.

We are known as the Royals. We are the biggest and most dangerous mafia out there.

It has only been a few years since Anna officially joined us, and she is one of the best out there. She is known as the merciless princess for her brutal torturous ways of handling hostages.

William is known as the red prince for the amount of killings he has done at the mere age of 16. In the labyrinth of our shared past, we were innocent family friends turned co-conspirators. Growing up as childhood best friends, our bond deepened into an unspoken understanding, a silent pact that transcended the ordinary. The familiarity of shared secrets and whispered confidences evolved into comfort, entangled in the dangerous threads of our criminal lives. In the shadows, we navigated the treacherous underworld, blending passion with peril.

I am known as the King Beast for my cold and unsympathetic heart towards my enemies. We have tried to keep Maddie under covers as she isn't brought up in this world and has no clue about how brutal it can be. She is well aware of our doings and is eager to be a part of it. The family calls her our secret flower. She will be officially a member on the day of my coronation. She is yet not aware of the fact that Anna is soon to be third in command. 

Soon, we wrapped up the party and got Ron all bandaged up. Dr. Roberts was extremely concerned and stated that he has a broken jaw and a dislocated nose. Anna's predictions were right. Now all that is left is dropping the annoying baby of the British Mafia back.

"Looks like everything has reached it's closure. I'll take my leave now Xavier. It is already 2 A.M." Will said in an exhausted tone.

"Wait, we have business to get down to." I exclaimed pointing to the half dead half asleep Ron in the back of my car, not wanting to be alone for the rest of the task.

"Right now? X, that task is a one man job. You go do it BY YOURSELF." clapped back a clearly grumpy Will. 

"Yes, right now, because I'm not about to let you go to someone else for something I can give to you twice as good." I replied calmly, teasing Will about what I saw earlier. 

He pouted in response. Sleepy Will is adorable. 

"Okay, on a serious note let me take you out for food. I know you haven't eaten at the party. It's not about the pending task but I just don't want you to wake up and unleash hell cause you haven't eaten." I tried to reason out as I grabbed his and dragged him to the car. 

"Passenger Princess, please sit" I smirked and said as I opened the door for Will. 

"The food better be good Xavier" mumbled a sleepy Will as he buckled his seatbelt. 

A/N - New - Rewriting a story is not for the weak