"𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗱𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗹 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗹 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀"
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A story of how Valentina West takes over 𝙊𝙥𝙞𝙪𝙢 ,One of America's biggest gangs.
In an industry strictly dominated by the world's most dangerous men.
Val...
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Scott doesn't enter with me, and Tim stands guarding the door.
As soon as I set foot in the room,the overwhelming scent of leather and aftershave steams through my nose.
Ugh boys.
I refuse to make eye contact with any of them,making a straight B line for a chair on the far end of the glass table.The room is simple,painted with a light grey shade with two huge windows on either side.Each corner is decorated with a healthy looking plant and there's a beautiful looking chandelier hanging from the ceiling.
Placing the big white folder on the table as i sit down,I can tell they're all watching my every move.
That's when I lift my head up to look at them all.
There are 3 powerful men staring back at me like I'm a puppy in a war zone.
Of course I recognize Rowan sat to my right,but I have never seen the other two men.They definitely didn't come to initiation night,and I'm beginning to sense how tense it is in here.
Breaking the silence,one of the men clears his throat,he has cold platinum hair with cloudy grey eyes and dark refined eyebrows.
He's wearing a dove grey suit that matches the rest of his features perfectly and loosely rests upon his remarkably built body.A Cheshire cat like smile is planted on his lips and from across the room I can smell his clean,fresh scent.
"Miss West!" He says leaning onto the table and resting his elbows on it,"I believe we have business to attend to." he finishes quirking his eyebrow.
I nod knowing that we have things to go over,yet i find myself in the awkward situation of having no fucking clue who he is.
"Of course we do,Mr..."I slowly drag out the Mr,waiting for him to fill in the gap.
His confident position raptures for a second and Rowan pierces his eyes at me as if it's a warning.
What did I do?
coming out of his comfy position the man speaks intimidatingly,
"Givan,"he replies,"Olly Givan,leader of the Sands,my gang supplies and carries out drug shipments."He grins at the end as if that's something to be proud of.
His teeth are so white they almost shine,yet I find the air around me becoming cold,Everything about him is so icy and i fear that if I look into his frozen eyes for took long I'll get stuck.
He begins to speak again,"You see Valentina,there are four main categories in the gang industry:drugs,guns,attack and defense.Opium controls the attack section."He points towards me.
"The Archers are in charge of defense,"He says pointing towards Rowan,
And then he finally points towards the silenced man sat at the complete opposite side of the table from me.
