"It always has to be some fucking shit! Damn, I swear I hate muthafuckas, and whoever it is, I'm killing the bitches. Please, oh please, let it be that punk ass, Pierre." Elias spoke, making Barkley and Ziggy laugh. Xavier hoped it would be him as well, but stepping out of the club, they soon realized it was their other problem.
"Don Köhler, I didn't know you had it in you. To have a party and keep out all your enemies. I guess young is the way to go because your grandfather would have never thought of this."
Xavier sighed, listening to the man talk. Don Tabuni was full of himself and hated their family just as much as they hated him. The strange thing was he always managed to show up every year around the Don's birthday, only to run off at the mouth. Then when he and Elias became Don, he started his war. Doing little shit to get their attention, then running once they appeared.
"Wow, I didn't know you had it in you... the bitch finally shows his face. Finally got tired of running?"
"The mistakes we make, Xerxes." He spoke, and before Xavier knew it, he had the man by the neck while Tabuni men had their guns pointed at his head. "The only fucking mistake I see, asshole, are you showing up in my fucking country!"
"Temper... temper. If you even twitch to pull your trigger, my sniper will have you lying flat before you know it. Then what? Will your father be burying his first-born son? Or did you forget about your beautiful wife and daughter? But I would love to take your place and show her some things a youngster like you cannot. All young women need an older man...."
"Quit provoking him!"
"And he speaks! Ah, my dear Xerxes, I was so saddened to learn my dear friend was hurt. How is your heart holding up these days? Good, I hope...."
"Cut the fucking bullshit, Setiawan! Why are you here?!" Xerxes spoke as he gently touched Xavier's shoulder. Slowly he removed his hand from the man's neck as his father pushed him behind him as if he was a child.
"The same thing I come here to do every year, to give the Don a birthday gift... one of these days. One of these days, The Oni will fall." He laughed, snapping his fingers as another man stepped from the car, a younger one who looked like his son. However, he handed him a box and quickly stepped back into the car. "And I'll be the reason."
"Nigga shut the fuck up! All you ever do is run your damn mouth. If you think you are so fucking big and bad, do something, and see how fast we dead your ass. You're playing with fire, Setiawan. Those three... I mean, five are not to be fucked with. The only reason you are still standing is because your bitch has never made a move besides running your mouth. The moment you do. You better run."
"Are your threats supposed to scare me, Elijah?" He asked as Eli laughed.
"I think you didn't understand him correctly. They aren't threats." Luca spoke, walking over to the man as he swiftly pulled his handkerchief from his pocket, wiping the man's face and showing it to him. "My grandchildren are trained killers. One of them could have killed you in a blink of an eye, and your men would have never seen it until your body hit the ground. Well, enough time to get out of the way of their bullets. The problem was you and your men were to focus on Xavier and his gun, but you forgot about Elias, Takahiro, and our two newest Dons... Oh, and may need some snitches." He laughed as the man quickly touched his face looking at the four men standing by Xavier's side.
"Mm, I see. I'll be taking my leave, don't party too hard, Xavier. Oh, and don't forget to watch your back." He said, disappearing into his car as his men quickly got in theirs and pulled away.
"You should have let me kill him."
"We don't start wars, Lias. We finish them. If the Indonesians want war, let them start it. For years all they have been nothing but talk, but the moment they attack, we will strike; until then." The Opa said, taking the box from Xavier, opening it, and slowly pulling out a beautiful vase. "Mhm, he got a little more creative this year and another piece to my collect...."
