𝐿𝑜𝓊𝒹 𝒮𝒾𝓁𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒

Chapter 15: Maestro

Azami

The scene replayed in my head almost as if I was playing a song. I found myself pacing around unable to keep still. That event only took events hours ago yet my heart was still pounding and my body still shook with fear. I had never seen such, animalistic behavior. "The boss wants yo-" I ran into the bathroom and locked myself inside there was no way in hell I could face him and not find a way to fuck up! "I'm quite sorry to interrupt you but he wants you downstairs. You guys are about to leave soon. I suggest you don't make him wait... he's extremely upset today," I peeked out the door to the maid from earlier.

I nodded showing her I understood and I trailed behind her bouncing red hair. They strode out the room where the sounds of the guns stopped and down the hallway to meet the rest of his best fighters. I walked down the stairs and into a room where naked women walked around, danced on poles, or were publicly having sex with the Men who were laughing and enjoying the entertainment, typical. This is really men's great excuse for women entertainment?

And I had no idea this house - if you can even put it in that category- was this huge. We under the house, literally. The fun stopped and the music was lowered and then all the men got up out of their seats showing respect to the powerful figure and his men as if they had a chance of possibly winning this blood-craving battle.

A man with a beer in hand and a naked woman in the other spoke out "Who the hell are you?" One of the men who was indeed another leader became the leader of this little gathering.

"I should be asking you that," He calmly stated. The man was angry because it seemed like he was making this out to be his home. Well, it is actually. With gritted yellow teeth the man replied, "Lucius." As soon as the word escaped his lips the man and his people flung their guns out at Him and his men. Were any of them scared? No. A dark and unhumorous chuckle escaped His lips." Now listen, if you are done with this little puppet show I want what is mine, and if I don't receive it, a call would be what is made- and trust me you bitch, you don't want that," He told Nick whose eyes grew as wide as saucers.

Immediately, Nick ran in the back as he snapped his fingers to get guards to watch the boy. As he waited, He stared at the women who weren't even alarmed at what was going on. Still dancing on the pole, wearing nothing.

Later on, the man came in dragging two black suitcases and dropping them in front of our feet. "Open it," The man said and Nick did just that showing all the hundred dollar bills that laid neatly within the suitcase. I already knew the man had something up his sleeve and I didn't want to be here. I gently tugged at the maids dress and pleaded with my eyes to let me sneak back into the kitchen before I possibly got murdered where I stood. Seeing as she didn't want to be there either she nodded and we quietly attempted, keyword attempted. But Misha had locked onto my arm with a death grip. I glowered at him but it did little good since he completely ignored me!

With the tilt of the head and an eyebrow raised the man began to speak "So? Are we fucking done here? Now, I a-" Misha's unamused chuckled made everyone turn in our direction. Releasing me he came from behind the men and examined the money carefully "it is real," His Russian accent dripping naturally while he closed the suitcases walking back over to us with the cases tightly secured in his grip.

Lucius's mouth twisted into a fake smile, "Now, get out!" The other men cleared the room within three seconds flat. But that man made me think something was wrong. No, I knew something wasn't sitting right. Misha and other guards seemed to know that as well and went to go find them. The rest of them dragged me to cars shoving me inside like I was unimportant luggage. The others eventually came back but they were soaked in blood and appeared happy.

"I don't know about you but I would appreciate a shower before I hop in the car," Misha joked

"Go take your damn shower but make it quick my patience is running extremely thin right about now," He said showing signs of aggression which made me tense I kept my eyes glued to my feet still scared that I might be tortured or even worse. I could only sit there and hoped they would be quick, being in a car with him wasn't exactly promising.

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A shoved to the arm had me jolting awake and whip my head back and forth. Ace stood outside the truck waiting for me to exit. The familiar house made my heart thump quickly it wasn't joy forming but fear. Why was I back at my house? But most importantly why wasn't I dead? Ace opened my hand revealing my palm and slapped the key in it. He went ahead leaving me dumbfounded and scared.

"Well?" Misha said gazed down on me until a smirk formed on his face "Don't tell me you rather continue to stay at your resort. Or could it be you want me to keep you company? Would you like that?" His hand snaked around my waist

I shook my head quickly while shoving him away. I met up with Ace at my house and unlocked it. I didn't know why I was back here but I guess it was better than being back at their place? "Tomorrow we will come again and I will accompany you wherever you go. Enjoy seeing family and friends while you can,"