Damn...those lips...(Neymar Jr)

chapter eight

" In order to increase our income we decided to start dealing with something different. Something so much more expensive than drugs: organs...

It is such an opportunity! We can make so much money. I'm going to explain now how it all works: There are two surgeons who coorperate with us. Their names are Dr.Hunt and Dr.Avery (haha who else loves Grey's Anatomy :D)

With one operation we can take two kidneys and the half of the liver, so the patient survives. He just has to spend the rest of his life on the kidney machine. Sounds simple, right? The question is: where do we get the patients. Don't worry, we won't kidnap them, there's a simple, but brilliant way to get the patients to the surgeons by themselves.
That's when Neymar and James come into play. You both are in a night club and pay attention to young girls/women. When you find someone suitable you talk to her and also flirt a little bit. Because you are both good looking the women will be enchanted. After 30 minutes you say that you are bored and that the night club you are currently in, sucks. After that you suggest to go somewhere else.

You take the women to a location, where the surgeons are already waiting and either Dr. Hunt or Dr. Avery will drug the women and the organ transplantation can begin. After the surgeons have taken out the kidneys and the liver it is our task to bring the organs to the purchaser.
To keep the patients alive, we lay them into a bath which is filled with water and ice cubes. The cold will help the body to stay alive. Beside the bath there will be a note which sais 'call 911'. We all leave the room and the ambulance will get the patient to the hospital. Of course if the patient survives at all and calls the ambulance by himself.

So I hope everything is clear. And remember: if something goes wrong, we don't know each other and this meeting never took place. I will let you know when we'll start.

The meeting is over now"

James and me left the building. Neither him nor me said anything. What our boss just told us was a lot to think about. Dealing with drugs was one thing, but being part of a organ mafia was different. It was cruel. So cruel.

I grew up in the streets. I knew what poverty was like. And a special incident in my childhood never left my memory: a boy named Scott, was also a street child. One day he was kidnapped by the organ mafia and they took one kidney. After that they just brought him back. Normally one can survive with one kidney but how can a 10-year-old boy afford medical treatment? So he died the next morning...

The problem is, if I don't help the organ mafia, they will take the organs of street children. With James and me they can take the organs of young, rich girls who can afford medical treatment so they probably won't die.

I could tell that James was thinking the same. We were sitting in my maserati and were lost in our thoughts.
"Let's go into a bar" James suggested "I need a drink tonight!"

"Yeah! Me too, bro" I said, starting the engine.

We decided to go into a bar in central London. Even though it was late, the bar was filled with a lot of people. When we sat down and ordered our drinks.

"So..what do you think of the 'organ mafia'?" I asked James, after I took a sip of my martini.

"I don't know if I can do it Neymar.. what if we get caught? Our football career would be over.."

"James, you can't just leave is! Once you're in, you never get out of the mafia, remember?"

James sighed and emptied his drink "I know and that's what worries me most. We have to do it. Sometimes I have the impression that we are only Pedros marionettes, he makes us do what he wants..."

"James, I have to tell you sth: Last night, when I gave you the drugs and you gave me the money, someone saw us."

"WHAT?! WHO?-"

"SHHH!! Stay calm!" I whispered. "Her name is Layla, she is a young girl and she said she made photos, but she won't go public, she promised.

"And you believe her? When did you talk to her? I'm so confused right now?!"

I told James everything that happened that night and he listened carefully. Finally he said "You have to find out whether she has pictures or not!"

"I can't do that? how should I even get closer to her? She hates me, but I think ...I kind of like her...You haven't seen her James, she is the most beautiful and innocent girl I ever met.." I sighed and my cheeks blushed.

James smirked " Neymar, the one and only Neymar Jr who never lets a women touch his heart, is in love!!"

"Shhh. Stop it!! The people around us will hear it" I said looking around if somebody listened to our conversation. As I turned around. A girl entered the bar. It was not a ordinary girl, it was Layla and she looked me right into the eyes......

Author's note:

Hello everyone :) As you probably have already noticed, this story has a new cover. it's from @UnordinarilyBasic. Thank you again, Iove it <3 what do you think of the cover?

I also wanted to ask, if you have any cast-ideas. Do you want Bruna to be Layla? And what about Lexie, any suggestions?

Finally I wanted to say a thank you to everyone who votes and comments, especially @Gizzy_awesome, @MrsMalikSalehSantos and @Redinkonmywrists. Thank you for the support.

PS: Pray for Lizzy (Redinkonmywrists), because she is in the hospital right now and has health issues... Stay strong Lizzy and never lose hope <3

Soo thanks for reading <3 vote if you like this chapter :)
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