8. Lieutenant

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CASSANDRA POV:

"Amaris?" The gears in my head immediately start turning as I notice the familiarity of that name.

"Seraph... Amaris..." I whisper the sound of Seraph's last name. This us the first time I've heard his full name.

The agency allows a bodyguard to conceal their names with aliases, or just stick to a first name basis; with only the higher-ups of the V.P.A having their detailed information.

It's commonly used to protect their identity.

Identity...

I turn to look at Seraph once again, analysing his features, trying to connect the pieces of the puzzle. I feel so close to the answer.

Amaris. Identity. Safety...

Then it all starts to click together, the revelation of who this man really is, sending a chill down my spine.

"Wait, y-you mean... you're, that Amaris!?" The shock on my face clearly visible to the man sitting beside me. "...Of the Amaris family?"

He slowly nods. "Yeah... that Amaris." He whispers, his eyes reading my expression, curious as to my thoughts of what was just revealed to me.

"Holy shit..." Those are only words that leave me; not being able to think of anything else to say, still processing the sudden information given.

The Amaris family was a another mafia family alongside the Takemura, Kingston, and Vetrova families.

All of us had a roughly equal hold of power when it came to the control of Angel Gate's criminal underworld. All of us, with the exception for Amaris...

They were the most powerful of the four. By a small margin, at first.
But it soon became clear that their growth was becoming volatile, and not just to the underworld's well-being. To whole of Angel Gate as well.

They were destroyed 10 years ago. All of their high-ranking members were assassinated. All on the same night; at the same place.

...Or so I thought.

"Then, that means... You're his son..." The words I say are almost a whisper. Still in shock by the revelation.

This man infront of me, is not only the last survivor of a destructive assassination event that took place a decade ago.

...He's the dead patriarch's son.

"That is correct." I turn to face my father, his three words agreeing with the sudden connections I had just made.

"This man is the son of Uriel Amaris, and the heir to the Amaris family." His stern gaze is on Seraph, a smile of pride creeps up on his face. "And now, Lieutenant of the Vetrova family."

The room stays silent for a few seconds, both Father and Seraph looking at me, curious for what I'm about to say next. Expecting me to answer.

"H-hold on!" I place my hands on each side of my knees. "This is... quite a bit to take in all of sudden."

I thought we all just came here to discuss what happened with Galan, and the fact that Kingston is targeting my own brother!

To now hearing that my own bodyguard is- I mean was, supposed to be the next successor to one of the most powerful families in the entire city...

...Who I've been fucking by the way.

I let out a heavy sigh, covering my face, with both my hands.

"Well shit." Is the only thing that leaves my lips.

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