The Mafia KING Meets The Gangster QUEEN

CHAPTER 23-LONDON MAN PT.1

Third Person-

@ LONDON

Night falls at the streets of London, as the city sleeps, there are 4 men wearing a black suit standing beside a Lamborghini Veneno and opposite them are also 6 men in black suits but in the middle of the 6 men is a middle aged man in his late 20's, so is still young, in a casual white shirt. After several minutes of deafening silence the young man lifted a suit case and flung it open revealing an exquisite designed bangle that is worth millions of dollars "Lord, we've acquired the jade bangle as per your liking," said the young man as he knelt and pushed the case towards the window of the Veneno. A few minutes later the door of the car opened and there revealed a handsome young man also in his early 20's, his face revealing a slightly curled lips somehow almost a slight smile, so little yet when seen will be able to melt everyone's heart. His face picture perfect; his fox-eye shaped eyes giving a cold yet mesmerizing looks, his pointed nose together with his pinkish lips giving off a dangerous vibe yet cannot be ignored, imprinted in his flawless pearly white skin. His chiseled body akin to a statue in a simple white shirt and a dark blue trousers displays a notable figures, figures that hush someone who knew it to silence, figures that everyone is afraid off, figures that seems nothing but is more than it seems, figures that seems harmless yet could bring the downfall of a nation in just one glance of it, figures showing off their powers, his power, all inked in his perfectly toned body, each one of it is frightening specially the one painted in his neck; a butterfly.

He spoke to the young man kneeling in front of him in a low yet cold voice,

"Great. But how come the young master of the Wilson's is kneeling in front of a nobody like me, isn't he ashamed that he'll bring misfortune to his family by doing so? Where did his arrogance go? For a proud family like yours to be doing this I bet something must be off."

The young man holding the suit case gritted his teeth and tighten his gripped in the suit case as he suppresses his fuming anger. He spoke in between his greeted teeth.

"Your Lord, it is indeed my brother's mistake for provoking you and not immediately recognizing his Lordship. We are asking for the Lord's pardon on his behalf."

As the young man is talking he thought to himself 'I could make you suffer one day and I will give it to you back doubled. I will be able humiliate one day, just wait and see bastard.'

But the man in a white shirt saw through him.

"You sure know how to be an idiot."

"My brother is already reflecting on his mistakes your Lord. Please accept this small apology from our family to make it up to you. This is the heirloom of our family that you took a liking to but unfortunately my older brother refused to offer it for the Lord and so provoked you. We are indebted to you my Lord." He said then bowed down his head a few degrees lower.

The Lord did not move an inch instead he only looked at the man kneeling infront of him condemningly. A moment later he stretched out his hand to pick up the jade bangle from the suit case, as he picked it up he secretly observed the young man infront of him.

After he felt the Lord picked up the bangle he let out a sigh of relief and he was delighted and glee could be seen in his eyes and every movement even his tone was now livelier, "We are truly thankful to the Lord, for he accepted our house's apology despite the small gift. We will truly remember this very day, we a-" before he could even continue his piece he was cut through by a piercing cold voice "Arrogant for sure."

"Your Lord?"

"You're talking too much crap aren't you? Enough with the blabbering. If you're giving the bangle then just give it to me, no need for the bragging. Why is it? You think the I am simply causing you trouble and I am just at your level for me to not understand your play of your words? Or is it because you think you are better than me?"

After speaking, a long slender foot stepped out from the opened door of the driver's sit of the Veneno followed by a firm chiseled body in a white shirt revealing a young man exuding a king like presence that no one could defy him. A presence of nobility that a few only has but he is unrivaled, a nobility exuding danger all over, too dangerous to handle. His face is showing a hint of disdain and mock as he look standing at the kneeling person below him tremble from fear more after he walked out of his car.

He stand firmly in front of the young man holding the suitcase and there he do really have a nice view of this trash trembling under him with his head lower, arms stretched out and knees on the ground, the Lord still felt unsatisfied with the view, he want to see him in agony. At last the man below him raise his head and looked at him decisively.

The young man trembled more, he was now literally shaking exaggerately when he saw the looks from the Lords eyes, it was too terrifying as if he was being skinned alive. Even though he wasn't being touched he felt pain. His voice shaking as he spoke,

"Y-y-your Lord, it..it.. it wasn't...it wasn't... what I... what I-I-I
.. wasn't what I mean."

"Oh it wasn't what you mean, so what do you mean then?"

"I-I-"

"You must really take me for an idiot don't you? Very well. Trying to deceive me with this replica. You really are thinking that you could fool me don't yah? Do you really think that I would believe that a proud family like the Wilson's will be able to just give a way a family heirloom that your ancestors even died for its value, and your family are even fighting to have it. Would you really think that I will believe that you and your family will be willing to giveaway such a precious thing for y'all? And do you think that I don't know where the real jade is, huh?"

"..."

"Even though this replica is also worth millions, do you really think that I really need this trash?"

Before the young man could react, the jade bangle was already shattered into pieces. The million dollar jade bangle was now into pieces. He raised his head with fear just to see a terrifying look coming from the Lord, seeing his terrifying look with a sinister smile he tremble more in horror.

"Are you already scared now, young master, huh?"

"I dare not my Lord."

"Oh you dare not but you've got the guts to even try your luck thinking that I wouldn't know what you're doing,no?"

"My Lord, it's not-"

"Yes it is. It is what you want. So I'm giving it to you. You and your house are already too much, it is time for me to get what's rightfully mine. And since you like tricking others then let's have some tricks right here, right now."

"..."

"Bring them out."

As the Lord spoke these last three words.

It seems the world just went to a slow-mo, heavy steps could be heard clearly together with a shrill cry and panting. As five men walk towards the Lord and the man with a young lady in her mid 20's, a three to five year old kid, two elders and lastly in the arms of the bulky bodyguard is a baby around seven to eight months old, sleeping soundly. The young man's eyes grew wide open as he saw his family being dragged by the bodyguards.

"M-my Lord!!! I beg your pardon!!! Please...please...Let go of them please...My lord. It has nothing to do with them. My Lord...please...I beg you my Lord..."wailed the young man as he slump himself to the ground, crawled towards the Lord, and kissed the Lord's shoes endlessly.

Thou, the Lord was not even moved by his pleas. He just stared at him with a grin and cold expression. He didn't even bother to say a word, but then when the young man who was kissing his shoes was forcefully pulled by his men, he went straight to the sleeping baby and carried it himself. Then he let out a devilish laugh that scared the hell out of the whole Wilson family.

"Oh, isn't it your second born such a lovely baby?" The Lord said as he play with the baby.