Crimson Gold

Roots

Roots

The part of a plant that allows stability, water, and most importantly, allows growth. Planted firmly in the ground, the roots of a plant is its standing point. Everyone in life needs stability, when will you find your roots?

Time-skip 10 years

Adonis walked through the corridor of his mansion, an angered expression planted on his face. As he looked at a room on his right, his footsteps started to become more fast paced, heavier with each step. Looking at the guards that stood blocking the door, he opened them and reached to his side, feeling his gun in its holster. As he walked fully in the room he pulled out his gun fully, holding it up at a males forehead. This male was in fact restrained, his head hanging low in shame and his clothing to the side, he was dressed only in a pair of boxers.

Soon after the arrival of Adonis, a female entered. Dressed in a black backless dress, as she walked towards Adonis, the clack of her heels grew in sound. When she got to the male, she grabbed his wrist and lowered it"There's a time and a place for everything but you know damn well now isn't the time"she said, her voice calm but demanding. Adonis turned his head to the left, looking at the female in the eyes and sighing.

"A traitor is a traitor, he isn't of use to us and you know that. Kill him off and save us the embarrassment"he rebutted and looked back at the male that was restrained as he raised his head. Adonis smirked and raised his hand to choke the male"know your place, traitor"he whispered as he let the male go.

Another male entered the room, nodding at both Adonis and the female"lady Zoe, Sir Adonis. Uncle Joseph request that we keep him alive, for Intel reasons that is"

"lock him in the basement, no food for three days, one glass of water per day"Adonis ordered as his men started to pick up the male and move him out of the room, making sure to not leave a trace of evidence. He looked over at the female and at the male that was now leaving. Upon the other males exit, Adonis locked the door, turning around to face the female. He walked up to a table and leaned on it, opening his arms and awaiting the warm embrace from the female.

Zoe smirked and got closer to the male on the table, holding him and resting her head on his shoulders"you went from a ten year old that didn't have an understanding of the world to a mafia boss. You've changed, darling"

"Haven't we all? We used to hate each other, now I practically can't live without"he chuckled, burying his nose into her shoulder, kissing it lightly. Without her, he wouldn't be able to contain himself. Fueled by the rage of the loss of his father, he used his power and directed his anger on everyone who stood for him. The one person he hated, Zoe, became his only support when she snapped him out of it and from then, they had a secret relationship that helped him maintain his sanity. He calls her his

Roots