𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒

𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

After the wedding was over, I discovered that the so-called war the French are trying to start, which we all thought was over, is still happening.

I had spent the evening planning for this moment and woke up early again as they insisted that we do this today.

"I don't understand why you had to wake me up this early," Sebastian complains as he takes his seat in front of my desk.

I log into my laptop quickly. "They were there. The French. They've got to that warehouse in the upper north. Not that that's important. Nothings there. We moved everything last week but they'll catch on soon."

Sebastian sighs. "So what's up?"

"Leo wants a fight. He tried to show up at my wedding yesterday but I made sure that didn't happen."

He hums. "Okay, so what's the next move? What are they doing now?"

Anna walks into the room and places Sebastian's tea in front of him. I shake my head before she asks again if I would like anything. With a smile, she leaves the room.

"They're on a plane ride here. Him and most of his men. Dumb move. Everything he owns will be destroyed by the time he gets back to his own country."

Sebastian frowns. "But they were at the warehouse upper north? But they're on their way here?"

"Ah. He dropped in and left because I made him and his stupid men think I was in France last night."

Seb Shakes his head, with a slight grin on his face.

Three weeks weren't enough to plan out everything involving the French. Even though they are dumb most of the time, when they became smart, shit gets real.

I didn't allow them to come yesterday. I wanted everything to go well. Even though I'm not much interested in her feelings, I'm enough of a man to at least feel a bit sorry for her. No woman wants an arranged marriage. They all want big parties and have fun.

She looked beautiful last night. I wanted to tell her that, but I had to remember I have a mission to complete and I am not here to fall for her or care for her.

It seemed easy four years ago. I wanted to know her, wanted to see her again. But that's changed.

The hate that I have for her father for whatever reason makes me hate her.

Giovanni walks into the room pulling me out of my thoughts and Seb out of his planning.

"Ever heard of knocking!?"

"I don't need to knock. Look, your Father isn't happy with this situation and demands that we go to the warehouses that still have stuff and the others should start loading weapons instead of standing around. We're gonna need them."

"First, if my father's angry, he should come to me. And second, I'm on it. I've been on it since last week and we're almost there. If Leo wants war. We'll give him one."

𖤐𖤐𖤐

Sebastian and I had secured the warehouse with a couple of other men. What we don't know is their next move.

They want a fight but they can show up anywhere at any time. Giovanni and Cameron are protecting the house before I return. Sebastian and I had to move fast because there was a chance they'll go to the mansion. They play dirty.

"So when they show up we give them the money?"

I nod. "They want the money for the stupid drugs. Drugs that cost a lot of fucking money. They won't be able to buy what they want but if they get the money they'll lay off awhile. I don't care what they offer or say, I'll not give up my mafia for him and his people."

Seb nods as the car stops in front of the mansion. Gunshots I heard from a distance. He's here.

"Oh fuck," 

"Well, isn't this lovely." Leo smiles twirling around his knife.

Seb reaches for his gun. "I don't understand why you want to start something. We'll give you the fucking money for your broke empire."

Leo's eyes widen as he cackles. "What's the fun in that? Just collecting money and going home? I-"

"I don't need a speech. We'll give you the money then you and your people get out of my property and this county." I spoke, as he continues to stare amused.

"Non. pas du tout." He says, his French accent thick. His men come rushing out of nowhere like they had rehearsed some grand entrance.

My men run out with their guns in their hands. Gunshots are fired at his men. I watch as they fall clutching their stomachs.

"I want the mafia. And you will give it to me. Understand?" Leo questions.

I swallow the taste of blood in my mouth. "No. I don't."

A/n- Slightly shorter chapter today but better ones coming :)