Her Secrets

28

"So, this joseph guy... " I trailed off, casually plopping down on one of the extremely comfortable grey couch. "... Is he like super dangerous?"

"Something like that." He responded, sitting on his office chair before inserting the flash drive inside his own laptop. He had his eyes narrowed as he read the content, taking his bottom lip in between his teeth every now and then.

"I can feel your eyes on me," he spoke without taking his gaze off the laptop screen, "it's highly uncomfortable and disturbing. Can you stop?"

"I would love to but I can't." I replied.

"Why, because I'm too good looking?"

"It's actually the opposite. You're so ugly that I'm awed. I've never seen someone as ugly as you in my whole twenty years of being alive." I replied which made him roll his eyes in response.

"So you're telling me that you've never looked in a mirror?" He asked back, glancing at me from his screen for a second as he flashed me an innocent questioning look.

"Rude."

"Back to serious matters," he closed his laptop, eyes fixed on me, "what did you want to talk about?"

"Well, you know that Joseph dude," I began rambling, " yeah well he's kind of actually someone who I didn't know was related to me—" he cut me off with an bored look on his face, "—get to the point. Who's he to you?"

"Mygrandfather," the words left my mouth as quickly as possible. What if he thought I was lying or if I was a spy or something? He wouldn't hesitate to kill me— would he? I mean, he was known as the asshole who'd kill his enemies in the quickest way possible because he hated wasting his precious time on them. One bullet in my forehead was all it was gonna take.

"Your grandfather?" He repeated slowly, brows arching as I nodded in response. "And you didn't know?" He questioned, lazily leaning on his chair, "how can you not know such a thing?"

"Him and my mom wasn't exactly close so neither did he bother to visit or did she bother to tell us about him. All I knew was his name. But Clarissa did know and she didn't tell me. In fact, that little fucker is working for him— I found some sort of letter. I think he might be after me." I blurted out the last part.

"And why would he be after you?"

"Because I may or may not have done something bad to someone who might have been his daughter."

"What? But his daughter is your—" he cut himself off, realisation dawning upon him, "—mom. Holy fucking shit, Athena, did you kill your own mother?"

I nodded, fiddling with my fingers on my lap, "and my step father too."

"Gerard." He stated with a curt nod, "well thats's alright. At least it makes sense now. Gerard stole the flash drive from my dad so he could give it to Joseph, his father-in-law. Joseph probably trusted him a lot so he asked him to keep the drive with him. And then before Gerard died, he gave the drive to Clarissa or to your mom who then gave it to your sister. Nonetheless, it's with me now so all that doesn't matter. At least, we've got a backstory."

"But Gerard didn't know he was gonna die since I killed him."

"How old were you when you killed him?"

"Sixteen. Just a year before I killed my mom," I clarified, "don't ask why. I had my reasons."

Motherfucker was going to sell me because I wasn't his blood. Like dude, what's wrong with you? He held a gun at my face and was all "you're gonna follow me without making a sound." What he did not know that I was being trained by Alessio for almost a year. The first thing he taught me was how to disarm someone so I quickly disarmed Gerard and used the gun to shoot him right in his forehead without thinking twice. He was starting to become a pain anyway. I then called Alessio and had him deal with it. He was proud, it was my first kill. I remember him congratulating me like the best brother he was.

"Maybe he gave it to either one of them earlier." He shrugged, "either way, like I said, it doesn't really matter."

"So how are we gonna deal with him?"

"Now that we have everything we need to know about him including the location of his base, we just have to infiltrate it and end his fucking life."

"Do you realise that you've been including me in that plan of yours?" I asked with a small smirk when he let out a groan, shaking his head, "I meant I. You're not coming, it's way too dangerous."

"I hope you know that I'm a highly trained assassin." I responded, "I would hardly call that dangerous."

"Whatever," he mumbled, "if we kill Joseph, we'll have to kill your stupid sister as well since she's the heir of the French Mafia. Then it will be yours."

"I'll be the French Mafia Leader?" I asked with my eyes wide opened as he nodded, replying, "yeah, you'll be."

Damn. I liked that idea.