Lies and Us

Where it all started

"I love you, Carl" she whispered, hoping he loves her too.
Suddenly the atmosphere in her favourite restaurant felt too suffocating to even breathe.The ever cosy interior of Osteria Francescana felt like it was closing in on her until he smiled with a face that could rival all the angels.
Bingo, this is completely going according to the script he thought happily.
"I love you too, Camila"he replied with a smile that completely contradicted his thoughts.
"Let's meet my father this Sunday. I can't wait anymore for you to be mine" she said , face glowing with love and admiration for the man in front of her.
"Whatever you say, princess" he vowed as if he was completely smitten with her.
You could say Carl was the love of the life for Camila. Growing up as the sole heir of an Italian Conglomerate had its own perks and cons. She was pampered with the finest of everything she asked. But that could never fill the gap of parental love. Don't get her wrong. Ever since her mother died, her father did everything possible to make her forget the loss but he wasn't as present as she grew up. Carl… He was a breath of normalcy in her world full of pretence. He was intelligent, caring, honest …everything she could possibly hope for. The day when she spilled coffee on him was the day angels smiled on her she always thought to herself. Now is the time where she can completely claim the man who claimed her heart and soul and she cannot wait for her most important people to meet each other.
Carl… Let's start from the fact that it's not even his real name. It's one of the many lies about him. His real name? No one knew it. Not even the very boss he worked for. His code name? It was a nightmare for even the most powerful men in the underworld. NYX. The man himself matched his name. The 6 foot frame of pure muscle oozed a certain type of charm and danger, one that you can't ignore even after knowing it would burn you. He was a master of disguise and that might be the reason why Camila still believed he was part Italian and part Korean. He was ruthless when it came to his mission. A silent blade you wouldn't see till it's planted deep between your ribs or your throat. The only thing that mattered to him was his revenge and that is the reason behind his very existence. And revenge for what? None knew except him. On whom? The Cult. A secret underworld society made of five most influential people in the business world. Who were they? How is he related to them? What's his plan to end them? They were his truths and anyone else would be damned if they were to find out.
And this was the moment he trained his whole life for. Every mission, every new skill, everything… It was for this very moment. The moment where it all started. The moment where the fall of the Cult started.
All he needed to do right now was wait for the meeting with Alessandro Lombardi, Camila's dad, the fifth member of the Cult and he can't wait for it to happen is an understatement.
He was tired of acting like none of their meetings were planned and he actually loved her. She was a nice girl, pitifully unaware of her father's dirty little secrets. Maybe he should feel regret for doing this to that innocent little girl. But he was young too and they definitely didn't pity him. They made him what he was today and every single one of them will pay for it. Feelings be damned and morals can go suck themselves. This girl is his fuel to kickstart his revenge and he was completely in the role of the devoted boyfriend to reach his goal. Now he has to pretend that he is actually interested in the salmon pink heels that she couldn't buy when he couldn't find a fuck to give about it. All he cared about at this moment was his migraine that kept on increasing as she talked.
"So how many people are there?" The boss asked calmly as if the other man was taking a walk in the park. It didn't matter if he was in a drug syndicate base or a terrorist camp. That man was always successful. He was smart, agile, strong... In short one of the best spies he has ever seen. Honestly this man scared him sometimes. The last time he saw a spy this effective, it didn't end well and that's a story for another day. All he could hope was the story to be different this time. Didn't he trust Nyx?He trusted him more than he trusted himself in some ways. But when a fire is so bright, it burns everything it touches without exception.
"7. Two behind the container." Nyx mused as he saw the scene through his night vision drone. There's a simplicity in spying in the dark. None can say it's a drone, it would seem like a star for all they can see. This worked in his favour a bit too many times for him to take it granted. It would take him 3 minutes in total to sneak into the camp and around 8 minutes to kill them and sneak out with the sample.
"No killing today. I want just a sample." his boss commanded as if he heard his thoughts. This old man knew him too well. Maybe he should kill him first." If you kill me, Park will become your handler. Good luck with that" his boss smirked. Maybe his boss can live for a few more years. "Don't speak as if I am the only one who wants to kill you , old man." He joked as he jumped onto the sunshades and slid down the pipes there. "Only you would be successful, you brat. I was the one who taught you" his boss chuckled. His boss, Song Jungki, was a mystery. He was so proud whenever he admitted that Nyx was the only one who could kill him. Anyone else would be scared in the name of death but this man greeted it as if it was an old friend. The amount of scars and wounds on his body stood as the testament for his stupidity.  Nyx himself was careless in mission but Jungki took this to a whole new level. That man once stabbed a man with a blade that was stuck between his own fucking ribs and somehow lived through that to tell the tale. That man was a mystery and his mentor.
"I don't think no killing will be possible today" he said, landing behind a container. "Well, at least try and don't cut tongues. " His boss sighed. "That was a one time thing"he muttered under his breath as he sedated the closest sidekick. The next one alerted his buddies before he fell unconscious due to the drug. "There goes my plan of a peaceful mission" he thought excitedly. The missions excited him. The fear in the eyes of the people who tortured others satisfied him. He enjoyed seeing the hope of living slowly leave their eyes. They were the ones who deserve the worst kind of Hell if it actually exists. But still they wanted to live and not pay for their sins. That thought itself was funny. Karma actually exists and he was the one who delivered it to these guys. He wasn't a good man by any means but definitely not a bad man. He lied somewhere in the morally grey zone and he was happy with that. No one was good or bad. It was all about perspectives as his boss always says. A blade that came too close for his comfort broke his thought reverie and he concentrated on the task in hand. Yeah, steal the sample without killing. Not possible right now if there are around 10 people with guns and knives. "Oh well, here we go" he said as he planted his blade in the throat of the first man. The next few minutes were a blur of groans, obscenities and lots of blood. He emerged as the sole winner of that gruesome battle along with a man in his last breath. "Where are you getting these drugs from?" He asked as he slowly rested his foot on the blade in the man's chest. "Oh fuck sto-stop, the main base in Milan, that's where all these drugs come from " that man said groaning painfully as he coughed up blood. "Thanks for the information, dude" Nyx replied cheerfully as he dug the blade deeper into him, killing him effectively.
"So tomorrow night, Lombardi Industries, Milan" his boss exclaimed. This Lombardi is one of the worst guys he has ever seen and he saw a lot of stuff. He wore a mask of a loving but absent father and a philanthropic business tycoon when all he was is a disgusting little shit. He was the one who smuggled the drugs, weapons and humans to Korea all the while sipping wine in Italy. He deserved to die in the most painful way and he will make sure to give him exactly that."I am done for the day. I am going to the gym. Don't disturb till 7 in the morning" he said simply before cutting off his one way voice link. "Why don't you take a rest? Did you cut it? Obviously" Jungki sighed exasperatedly. Someone has to turn this blazing ball of fire into a human before he ends up burning everything Jungki thought as he saw the retreating figure of Nyx who quickly disappeared into the shadows. "Now, why don't you all clean up the site as soon as possible. We don't want any scandals ,do we?" He ordered his team cheerfully hiding the heart that ached for his mentee who is his son in all senses. He couldn't see the boy slowly become a shell of the person he once was but he couldn't stop it anyways. The best thing he can do right now is make things easier for him and that's what he will do.

Characters unlocked :

Song Joong Ki as Song Jungki, The Boss

Jeon Jungkook as Nyx, the S ranked assassin and spy

(Credits of pics to the owner)

Constructive criticism is always welcomed. I am not a professional author so obviously I am going to make mistakes. Sorry in advance for all that and yeah I hope you will like the story. See you later...