Camila Davis lives with her little brother Caleb. One night she goes to the store and on her way back get's her and her brother in big trouble that changes both of their lives.
Silas King, the leader of one of the most dangerous mafias was out with...
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"Wake them up, we don't have all day!"
I demand Liam who's refusing to go wake up Aisha and Camila because apparently he's scared of Aisha in the mornings.
"Last time she threw a chair at me!"
For fucks sake. "Nala go."
She nods and gives Liam a glare before walking upstairs.
"Listen up!"
Everyone stops their conversations.
"The heist will happen in a month due to a problem which means that training will be cut short and we will start planning immediately."
"Why did we wake up this early?" Aisha groans as she walks towards the rest of us, Nala and Camila behind her.
"The planning starts now."
Owen hands Aisha a cup of coffee and makes her sit down next to Elijah.
"Camila come with me, the rest of you know what to do."
She follows me as I walk to my office.
"I need you to try hacking into their security cameras, if you fail try again."
"But that's going to take forever." She groans but sits down in front of the computer.
"That is exactly why you will start now."
She mumbles something that I don't hear and nods slowly. "I need privacy to focus." She looks at me and then at the door.
Is she..giving me orders?
"I will have Owen checking in on you for every ten minutes." I say and step out of the office, knowing that I will for sure be watching her from the cameras.
"The girl looks like a slut too, I bet she's great in bed with a body like that." I hear laughter and look at its direction.
"That pussy has to be tight, I can't wait to have my turn."
Two of my guards laugh loudly and they don't notice me walking to them, not until I'm directly in front of them.
"King." One of them cough and they look down to show respect.
"May I know what you two were discussing about, or who more like?"
I know I'm not the most gentleman type but I do not stand when someone around me is fantasiesing about a girl half their age.
"Just about the heist sir." Their words sound stuttered terrified. Just like they need to.
"I see."
I begin to walk past them and as I do so, I pull my gun and shoot one of them in the leg. "I do not want liars in this mafia, take this as a reminder of what happens if you cross a line."
