The joker's protege

9.Why I have my NAME

Tyler's pov:
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I actually didn't want to alarm Khloe, so I didn't tell her what was happening.

We caught another Italian mafia member. This one was not just a spy, he was armed! He managed to kill two of my men by slitting their throats(my favourite method).

Unfortunately for him, he was caught and now, he's in the torture room. He's gonna get it so fucking hard!
No one kills my men and walks away unscathed.

Storming into the room, I met the bastard who dared to enter my territory and kill my men.

He is heavily built and had broad shoulders but I don't care. I threw my fist across his face earning me a yelp from him.
A yelp wasn't enough.

I kept throwing punch after punch until his face was bleeding pretty well.
Smiling with the damage I've done, I decided to sit right in front of him.

“Why'd you kill them?" I asked.
This fuck face just keeps staring at me like he can't hear me.
Taking a knife from the table beside me, I plunged it into his thigh right above his knee.

As expected, he yells. I like the sound of that! I remove the knife and put it in his second thigh.

I remove it again and put it in his right thigh completely turning deaf ears to his screams.

Since he didn't talk, I decided to have a little fun. I shove the knife pretty close to his hip and keep dragging it till he gets to his knee.

Blood kept spilling out and quite frankly, it was a really cool sight.
Just as I was about to do the same to his other leg, I was cut of by him pleading
“I'll talk.. I'll fucking talk please just stop. It hurts so bad!!"

That's what I thought.
Smirking, I sat down and asked the same question.
“Why'd you kill them?"

“I was ordered to kill as many people as possible from your men by my boss" he said.

“What's your boss's name? " I asked.
“I can't tell that sir! Please don't kill me" he begs.

Pretty upset with his acts,  I picked a handgun and emptied an entire clip into his brain.
Asshole!

After cleaning myself up and changing, I head to the gym and give the boys a really intense self defense training.

Those who weren't strong enough passed out sometimes but I didn't let them go.

After my training with them, I call khloe to come train my guys, of course she accepts gladly.

She also gave them rigorous work and extra exercise. She had a sparring partner, along with every other person in here.

We trained till 8 at night and ended it for today. We are going to train every day of the week including on Sunday.

The Italian mafia don't seem to be resting or relenting, we have to give it our very best in other to overcome this danger ahead.

I could tell Khloe has series of questions running through her head but she does not ask me.

The entire ride home is silent, no one says anything until we get home.

Finally getting home, I decided to talk to her about this.

“Khloe, I know you have a lot of questions especially since I called you to train the men today. Feel free to ask" I let out.

“How many were killed?" she asks... Wait what?!
How does she know that my men were killed?

“Who told you that? " I asked.

“It's kinda guessable though. The way you gave the men extra work, I could even see in your eyes that you were desperate to finding out something." she said.

“Wow khloe, apart from capturing hearts, you also know how to read expressions" I say.

She's so good at reading expressions and stuff. I really want to hug her like right now.
“Come here" I say, wrapping my arms around her.
“Two of them were killed Khloe. There's something big ahead, I can feel it. It's going to be be so biggg" I say to her.

“Don't worry Tyler, we'll be safe" she snuggles into me.

I really hope so.  But who the hell can this man be? Why does he need to hide his name?
Most mafia leaders don't hide their identities so what the hell?

This is just so fucked up.

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Khloe's pov:
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I was so bored today, not until Tyler invited me over to their underground gym.

I was happy about it because the boredom was killing me in here.

Although, throughout the ride to the gym, I could only think WHY?
Don't get me wrong, I'm happy about this but it can only mean something is wrong!
We agreed I'll train the men on weekdays and have my rest on weekends but it has been changed now.

Did his men get killed? Did they spot another spy? Was he nearly killed?

After series of thinking, it could only make sense that his men were killed. That's why he wanted the rest to be drilled, to be ready, I have just the solution.

Reaching the gym, I started straight off. Everyone had a sparring partner and we fought, exercised and came up with new defence strategies till 8 at night.

Today was so fun! I can't wait to do this tomorrow.

The ride in the car was silent and I kept thinking about the reason this Italian mafia is attacking us and why now?

We finally got home and Tyler told me to just ask what was on my mind.

I decided to ask him the question he would actually have a answer to
“how many were killed?" I asked. He seemed kinda surprised and asked how I got to know.

I explained how I got to know and he was convinced At how smart I am.

I lived with an alcoholic of a father and his wife, so I knew how to guess what was coming my way everyday.

He wraps his hands around me and says
“Two of them were killed Khloe. There's something big ahead, I can feel it. It's going to be be so biggg"

“Don't worry Tyler, we'll be safe" I say and snuggle into him.

“I hope so" he sighs.
“I hope you also figured that there's no more weekend off" he says jokingly.

“Well duuh" I reply earning me a smile from him.
This will be soo long...
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A/n: Things have been going well for Tyler and khloe..... I'm  so close to fucking things up 😈 😈