Chapter 6

Vincent's POV

I came across the same woman from the previous night. Her petite curves, blonde hair and blue eyes were still intact like I saw the other night. However, the pendant which intrigued me that night wasn't visible on her neck. I could swear that I knew that emblem and could recognize it even in my sleep.

She wasn't different from other women I had fun with. My thoughts drifted back to her pendant. There was no way she could have easily bought jewelry with the symbol of a rival empire. The Alexander empire hadn't made a move against me in years. They had been extremely active in my younger years, when my parents were still alive, and I was there that night, when my  mother was killed by their men. I was only 15, planning to run away with my life intact, but something spun in me. I couldn't run away from my enemies, I had to fight and get my revenge.

I squeezed the security man who had gone in search of the woman by his neck.

“Where is she?” I barked, my grip even tightening.

“I'm sorry boss, but…but it seems she has run away,” The man in black choked as he spoke. I released my grip, and he landed on the floor.

Michelle stood behind me, obviously shivering. “If she comes here again, detain her till I come.”

“Do you understand?” I raised my voice, jolting her out of whatever thoughts were in her head.

“Yes sir.”

I hissed, returning back to my private booth. I made a call, informing Leonardo to cancel all transactions on the card. The card was just for my lazy spending. I barely kept enough there, aside from money for drinks.

Seeing that she had stolen my card, it could also be possible that the pendant she wore that night was also stolen. To get to a better conclusion about who she was, I made another call to Leonardo, ordering him to run an investigation about her. If she was in any way related to the Alexander empire, I was going to kill her and everyone else involved. I still hadn't gotten my revenge on them.

“Bring my drink to my office,” I ordered Michelle who was still standing near me. I hadn't dismissed her yet.

She nodded her head, and I shot her a hard glare, something mixed with disgust and irritation.

“Yes sir.” She corrected herself immediately, before moving away.

I headed to where I considered my office. It looked like a regular room situated upstairs, just like all the rooms at my club. The blue light gave the room a warm glow. There was a king sized bed at the corner and at the other corner, a rectangular table and a chair. The shelves were stacked with varieties of my favorite wines.

I took off my jacket and hung it on the chair. Behind the chair was a wall, with a bronze lion head acting as a decoration over the wall. I raised the polished head, and it revealed a number of buttons, with numbers on them. After inserting my passcode, the wall opened like a door, revealing a cold room, stacked with dollar bills from top to bottom.

The club was one of my investments that I used for money laundering for my business. 

I counted a bunch of bills to fill my suitcase that I held. This place was so private, that even my most trusted man, Leonardo, had no idea of it. I had a deal to seal with a group of Kingpins. They were to supply me with firearms for my next mission execution.

A knock sounded on the door, and I suspected Michelle had arrived already with my order.

“Come in,” I ordered after I had sealed the safe carefully.

The man whom she sent came inside with a tray in his hand. The tray contained my favorite whiskey with a glass cup. He dropped it on the table before turning to leave.

My eyes lingered on his ass as he strutted to the door. His waist swayed a bit, but I brushed the thought off, focusing on the tray in front of me. He worked at my club after all, there would be enough time for me to hit on him if I wanted.

I reached out to Leonardo once again on the phone. I wasn't the type of person to go on deals alone. Most of the men I did business with couldn't be trusted, and most times, fists resolved conflicts faster.

“I'd be right there boss,” Leonardo said over the phone.

One of the reasons I worked with Leonardo over the years was his ability to keep to time. He arrived at the club in less than thirty minutes.

I was already out of my room, standing on the staircase with the suitcase in my hand. We walked out of the club together, heading to where my SUV was parked.

“How are the preparations going?” I asked him, breaking the silence between us.

“It's going well so far. The men have agreed to sell quality guns as far as we give them…”

“I don't mean that.” I cut him short. “The nanny for the kids, how's preparations been?”

“Oh. An interview will be held soon. We are still selecting women for the job.”

“Leonardo,” I called out, just before we entered the car.

“Nothing should happen to my kids this time.”

“Everything would be safe.” He responded.

We entered the car and the driver hit the road, driving through the dark night to our expected destination.

My brows were knitted in a frown as I remembered the previous nanny of my twins. She had been careless enough to let the kids out of her sight, causing them to be kidnapped. I had made sure to take care of her, so that she won't ever repeat such a mistake.

I fired a bullet into her head, making sure she won't be alive to repeat such stupidity. I could be careless about my sex escapades, but I was never careless about my children.