OUR BOND

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Noel's POV

"Ugh why do you look like that?" I asked catching sight of Damien as soon as I got in his car.

"Be nice, you don't know what I've been through"

"What have you been through?" I asked definitely not looking forward to an answer and judging by the look on his face I sure wasn't going to receive one.

But roman twist and definitely a shocker he answered me.

"I went on a last minute mission last night" I looked at him.

"What mission?"

"Yesterday when I was at work with Stefan we got a call from Eliza telling us our second headquarters MLi was robbed"

"They took diamonds worth five hundred million dollars and new guns we developed along with the American and Spanish mafia worth well... let's just say you working five lifetimes wouldn't cover that amount" Okay rude.

Wait guns? Is he talking about the prime guns?

Three years ago I saw a plan in Pérez's office. It was about how they were going to build the most powerful guns ever created.

They had everything you would not think a gun had.

Powered by solar energy and nuclear energy, weird I know but that's how they are supposed to be powerful.

The Spanish collaborated with the Italians and Americans? I wonder what led to that.

"I went with the guys and we got them back with a few diamonds stolen but it didn't even cause a dent to my bank account" We are boasting now?

"How many batches were stolen?" I asked.

"Four" What the heck, that's 40 million.

"Losing forty million didn't cause a dent to your bank account? How rich are you? Forty million is like what I'm worth"

"Aww cute Luca was worth forty million" He turned to look at me.

"When he was like two" Ohh really now.

"Whatever" I said and he actually laughed.

Stupid Damien.

That money was handed to baby Luca I actually worked my butt off for mine.

"Anyways I also identified the person responsible for our attacks lately"

"What who is it?" I asked.

"The name's not really important" I beg to argue.

"How'd you find out?" I bet it must have taken a lot of detective work.

"Actually we didn't find him, he found us"

"Not following" Damien laid it out on the table and with everything he told me I had one question.

"How did you guys not figure out it was a trap from the beginning? I mean imagine 'hey guys let's steal diamonds worth five hundred million dollars and let's not make any attempt whatsoever to try and disable the trackers so that they don't find them and let our hard work go to waste' I mean it's the oldest trick in the book " I said.

I did not turn to look at him because I knew he was offended judging from the drop in temperature.

"Okay you've said enough" he stopped the car and I turned to him shocked.

"You're seriously kicking me out of the car in the middle of nowhere?" I can't believe this guy.

Is it that hard to handle the truth?