𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝘿𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨

1: Rivals 🖤🤍

"I'm sorry Sir! I didn't cheat and I was-"

A loud sound echoed through the big dark room. The man couldn't finish his sentence as a bullet dug right through his head. Blood spilled everywhere. The bodyguards in the room stood silent controlling their breath to be not heard. The room felt like it had no aliveness in it. No one made a sound before Net finally took out his handkerchief and wiped off the blood which spilled on his handsome face. He nudged his nose and handed his gun to his men.

"Clean this mess. And cancel all of my meetings"

"But sir it's an urgent meeti-"

"Don't fucking talk back neither it will be your turn to be in that place" Net signaled to the dead man with his index finger. That man shivered in fear as he nodded hurriedly and back away lowering his head.

There was no emotion in his eyes. Nothing. If he wasn't this Handsome and had the strength to make everyone drool over him, everyone would've called him a monster. He had no mercy. Who cheated and betrayed him had no choice rather than dying. The man he killed right now was the same. He cheated on his back and leaked some information to his Biggest rival.

The Rival he hated the most.

His jaw clenched just having the mere thought of his rival. However he shook his head and sighed before he walked to his Audi and left for home.

A groan escaped his mouth as he plopped on his king size bed. He felt himself dirty as he killed a man just a while ago so he nudged his nose in disgust and got up from his bed and made his way to the bathroom.

He stripped off his black blazer, shirt, pants and boxers and let the warm water pour down on his body. He let out a low grunt of relief from the relaxation.

After a good time of showering, he stepped out with a towel around his waist.

Net blinked his eyes and turned around, even though he saw nothing odd about his surroundings, he still felt off about something.

His instincts were telling him someone was here, someone he hates.

So without wasting anymore time, he walked out of his room, not even bothering to wear some clothes. And as he came downstairs, his eyes raged seeing who was in front of him.

"What the fuck are you doing here?!"

"Oh hi Net. You should at least welcome your guest rather than cursing" the man in front of him took a seat on his big couch spreading his Legs widely as a grin plastered on his face.

"What in the fuckin hell you're doing here, James fucking Supamongkon ? ! "

It was No other than James. His Biggest rival in the mafia world. His eyes raged up in anger as he glared at the man who sat so casually like he doesn't care if Net beats him with his men or by himself. He knew net wouldn't dare. He would never dare to harm his one and only rival. And the reason? Well only he and net knew it.

"Where are my fucking men?!" Net said as his eyes roamed around.

"Oh they are just captured by my men. You should increase the security of your house."

"How did you come in you fucker?" Net took a step ahead completely losing his mind.

"Calm down dude. It won't take me a second to fill your little head with bullets" James had finally dropped his grin and glared at the man.

"Are you serious? You're here in my house and in front of the biggest Mafia. You don't care about your life?" Net let out a loud laugh looking at the man.

"For now, I'm not sure you're the biggest mafia or any shits cause babe...

I'm still alive" Net felt something strange as James called him babe.