LOGINRaven Blackwood’s POV:
Morning, the sun was slowly rising in the sky. I sipped my coffee, with no sugar, no milk, while enjoying the silence of the moment.
Moments later, my phone rang. I swiped without looking at the screen, and put it on the speaker. As I knew, no one would call me so early in the morning except my assistant Eliot. Apart from being my assistant, Eliot was my close friend, along with Rowan Falcone and Axel Stone. Met him in school, grew up together. He was the person I most trusted in my life. If I was fire, he was water. He could tolerate me more than anyone in the world, knew my principles, and basically everything. And that’s how we ended up working together.
Soon, his not so happy came through the speaker. “Boss.. something happened.”
Ugh, something happened? Every time, in their world, something happened. But what happened now, to make him sound so sad? I took a moment and asked. “What now?”
Eliot spoke up after a while, probably thinking about how I would react. “Boss.. Victor Thorne’s daughter Valerie.. she fainted yesterday.. so…”
Okay.. she fainted.. what did it have to do with me? I thought in my mind. I didn’t interrupt him. I let him finish his sentence first, before I would respond. And that’s what you do, be with you enemy, or your friend. You listen before you talk.
Eliot continued. I took another sip of my coffee. “Her father, previously sent flowers when you were injured, so.. I think, we should do the same.”
So, just because, he sent me flowers when I was injured, I should do the same huh? For god sake, that was not even the injury in the first place, just a minor scratch. Well, whatever. That was how their world worked. Favour for favour.
I nodded my head, even though, he couldn’t see. “Sure. Send some.”
Eliot fell silent for a moment, after he heard my response. Too silent, that I had to glance at my phone screen, that the call was still ongoing.
I asked again. “Is there anything else?”
Eliot sounded grave as he answered. “Boss. I think you should go personally, since he came himself.”
I could already imagine the guts he gathered to speak his mind. Although, we were friends, he was a little afraid of me, to make requests, he knew I wouldn’t agree to. And now, he was doing it again. Give the flowers by myself? What’s next? Grew them, cultivate them, and then send by myself?
I rolled my eyes, and rejected him directly. “No.”
Eliot took a deep breath, I could hear him on the speaker. He tried to reason it with me. “Please think it carefully. He is our important alliance, and we can’t take things lightly. Please, just for once. Think it as favour, he would return in future….”
Eliot spoke endlessly, and I felt my ears bleed from how much he talked. “Fine.”
Two hours later:
I stood before the Thorne Residence, and glanced at my assistant in annoyance, as he handed me the bouquet of red roses. Red Roses. Right, he handed me red roses. Was I going on a date that he brought me red roses. I asked coldly. “What’s the meaning of this?”
Eliot wiped non existing sweat on his forehead as he smiled and answered. “Well.. Boss.. girls like red roses, so..”
Needless to say, he would have racked his brain to pick something like red roses. But what was even the need? Even the marigold would work. At least, they had some medical properties. I sighed, it was not beneficial to have any argument right now.
I walked inside, without turning to look at his relaxed expression.
Inside the house, the two maids led me and Eliot to the living room, where Victor Thorne, my business partner, personally welcomed us. I didn’t waste my time on pleasantries, as I directly handed him the flowers. “This.. is for your daughter’s speedy recovery.”
Victor Thorne took the flowers from my hand, and gave to the maid. And gestured us to sit.
I took a seat across Victor Thorne. He asked maids to brought another coffee for me and Eliot. I took a sip, when Victor spoke up, he spoke about latest things happening in his territory, and the underworld.
I calmly listened everything, when I heard low footsteps coming from outside. I looked up and saw, his daughter, Valerie Thorne coming, probably from the back garden to the house.
Victor Thorne followed my gaze and turned to his daughter. “Val. Come over.”
Valerie Thorne looked at me, and paused in her tracks. Her face went pale, and she looked like she had just saw a ghost. She didn’t follow her father’s orders. Instead, she ran back to the way she came from.
Well, I looked at Victor Thorne in question. What was that?
Victor Thorne looked rather embarrassed before me, not at his daughter, but at suddenly what just happened.
I looked at the way she vanished and frowned. But I didn’t pay any attention to her anyway. It didn’t matter to me, who reacted how, as long as anything didn’t impact me.
I continued to discuss some more matters with Victor Thorne before I left with Eliot.
I entered in the back seat of our car, and glanced up casually. And then I saw, the girl who ran after looking at me, was now looking at me cautiously. Our eyes met, and she immediately shut down the window.
My mouth twitched, and I gestured Eliot to drive.
Half an hour later, we arrived at the mining site. Aside from underworld, I was involved in the diamond, restaurant and real estate business. For the sake of control and good quality of diamonds, I had to come here from time to time.
Eliot looked quiet. I didn’t ask why. I stepped out as soon as we reached the site. The security guards greeted me with fear disguised as formality. I liked that. Respect without effort.
Inside the mine, the workers paused when they saw me, before continuing. I didn’t stop to acknowledge anyone. Eliot followed behind, tapping on his tablet, listing out numbers and shipment details.
He talked about later meetings, and all the stuff that was ongoing. I listened it silently as we made our way to the underground cabin.
The manager of mining walked out and led me through the underground connected side. I glanced around all the diamonds that were put to display, getting crafted by craftsmen, getting packed for the shipment. I nodded to myself, all satisfied.
Everything was running on time.
I glanced at Eliot. “Schedule?”
“Shipment will leave tonight. Route is all secured Sir. Team B is already stationed at the docks.” Eliot looked at me and replied.
I nodded, and the manager offered me the document for my signature. I glanced at it, reading it all at once, real quick, and signed it.
After everything was sorted with mining, I spent the rest of the day dealing with all sorts of meetings.
It was almost midnight when I arrived at the deck with my assistant Eliot. I checked everything for one last time, making sure, everything was alright.
Soon, I saw one of the ship arriving at the deck.
The ship slowed as it neared at the deck, its lights flickering through the dark and moonless night. I stood at the edge, hands in my pockets, watching the guards stood at it’s perimeters to secure it.
Eliot checked something on his tablet again. I didn’t ask. I could feel something was off, maybe the silence, maybe the sudden breeze. Or maybe… instinct. Who knows.
‘Vipers were finally here.’ I smirked.
Vipers. This name screamed power, dominance, and authority in the world of Italian Mafia. And today, we were finally collaborating. Our powers were equal, no doubt. But, as they said, power comes with danger. And I felt a sense of thrill to deal with danger.
But nothing came to mind, no matter how much I tried to think about it. I picked up my phone and called Eliot to my office.Eliot came into my office a short while later. He had something in his hand. I asked curiously, “What is this?”“Oh, Madam sent you this,” Eliot handed me the box.I took it from his hand, and it looked suspicious. I wonder what my wife sent me. I opened it and saw that it had some jewels inside. Why would Valerie send me jewels?“Are you sure, Valerie sent them?” I looked up at Eliot and asked.“No…” Eliot shook his head. “Elder Madam sent this.”I nodded and handed the box back to Eliot. I didn’t need anything from them again. I had already cut off my ties with them since I took over the Blackwood empire. And no, I wasn’t given it in the glorious form, and I was the ungrateful brat. It had debt, and it was on the verge of collapsing. Enemies were everywhere. I took over it, I handled everything, and brought it to heights where I was the king and no enemy could
A few days later:I tapped my fingers against my chin, and my other hand rested casually on the desk. I looked at the man, who was also my best friend, but currently, his brain had stopped working, so here he was, taking my help. I asked slowly, “Do you know Vincent Moretti?”Rowan’s jaw tightened, and he looked at me like I had asked something hilarious, “Who doesn’t?”I nodded calmly and asked another question, trying to remind him of the key details he was forgetting, “And his son?” I could clearly see the storm brewing in his eyes. His patience was clearly wearing thin, and frustration was visible all over his face. He spoke through gritted teeth, “Raven Blackwood, get to the fucking point!”I raised my brows but remained unfazed. He still wasn’t understanding what I was trying to convey to him. I wondered, since when had he lost his intelligence? Truly, love makes people dumb! Taking a deep breath, I continued, “I am getting to the point. You see, his son recently got married to
“Yes,” The reply came almost instantly.I wondered if he was too free now to give replies instantly. I quickly typed another text, “I got a deal.”“You think you can fool me twice, Blackwood!”I couldn’t help but roll my eyes as I stared at his reply for a couple of seconds. Damn it. I silently cursed. Bad thing, I fooled him before. Good thing, I still had the advantage over him. I knew by returning her, my Wife would be angry at me, but I had no choice. At least that idiot loved her, so, even if he would make things difficult for her, he wouldn’t harm her. I could reassure my Wife about it.“It won’t happen again. Last time was an emergency,” I replied.“Only an idiot would believe you, BLACKWOOD!”I looked at his message. He even highlighted my last name in capitals. I felt like I was talking to someone who was not very intelligent. I typed another text. “You don’t want her. Fine.”I put my phone on the table and sat in the chair, watching the night sky. On the table, my phone bu
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“Did someone come here?” She asked. Her voice sounded calm, but there was an edge to it. The way she asked meant she knew it already. There was no point in hiding it from her, especially when she had the right to own and know every part of my life.I nodded. “You know Alaric Vance?”“Alaric Vance?” She murmured the name as she tried to recall it in her memory. After a quiet moment, she nodded her head, “I think I do.”I watched her in silence, letting her take her sweet time to run through her mind. She looked at me with wide eyes and asked, “He controls this region of Cornwall, if I am not wrong?”“You’re right, Wife,” I was pleased with her intelligence.She continued, “Elvis mentioned him. He said there are two people you shouldn’t mess with in England. One was Alaric Vance, and the other was…”She paused in between, looking around as if walls could hear and react if they heard the other name. I prompted her a little, “The other one was??”“MAX… He said Nox Knight,” She said in a
“Alright. I will come to the point,” he said, lifting his head slowly, his fingers brushed against the brim of his hat as he raised it and revealed his face. He had a sharp jawline, a clean and styled beard, and his eyes were dark, like the abyss of hell.He smiled faintly, but it didn’t reach his eyes. He began, “My name is Jaxon Hale.” He paused, looking at my face, more like he was trying to read my mind. But his bad, he wouldn’t get anything from it. He continued, like I didn’t read his intentions, “I serve as the right hand of Mr. Alaric Vance, the man who controls this region of Cornwall.”Alaric Vance, huh? This name felt familiar. I heard it somewhere before. Thinking about him, I remembered he was one of those men, people talked secretly about, but never approached. He was more like a ghost who ruled through others. His presence was never seen but always felt.I leaned back slightly against the pillow, “And what business does Vance’s right hand have with me?”Jaxon took a ste







