Spade のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

He was late, yes he knew it but he didn't care, if they wanted to do business with him, they should be ready to wait as long as he wanted them to wait.He walked into study and his eyes raked the whole room, it didn't look as expensive as he expected. cheap couch, poor design choice.There were two men standing in the room, one looked older, the one he'd been talking to for the past one month.His sharp gaze moved from the old man to the other man much younger man in the room, obviously the young one seemed to be scrutinizing him with his eyes too, he had neatly shaved hair and a clean shaved face, he looked quite too young and kind of innocent.With very intriguing brown eyes, not the regular bright but dark, dull and lost brown eyes.Like sand in the desert, stormy and cloudedBoth their eyes finally met and the younger of the two sucked in a breath, Spade's eyes was sharp and his gaze was scrutinizing and fearless, very sharp the edge of a samurai's blade, cutting through his skin

The silhouette finally stepped out of the shadows and into the light, he got up from the couch and took steps close to the table before he leaned in and picked up the file.He assessed the back before opening it and reading through, he scrunched his nose up and looked at Spade again."You're not actually going to go through with this are you"? He asked looking at SpadeSpade just put both his elbows on the table and rested his chin on his hands."This is crazy, Spade you're going to be married to her forever, she's going to be your wife" he stated still looking at the man in front of him, as if he was a toddler"That is why I have you, I won't be married to her forever, you're gonna make sure of that" he muttered looking at the man holding the file"Me? Excuse me but I won't be helping you kill some innocent girl two week after marriage" he said and Spade resisted the urge to roll his eyes at his childishness."You're not gonna help me kill anyone Matteo" he muttered making him sigh o

He unbuttoned his shirt and starts folding the sleeve as he walked towards his mini bar in his house, this was his own personal haven, unlike other Capones he didn't live with his men in the huge mansion, no instead he had a rather smaller, much comfortable and homely place just by the side of the mansion meant for his men.It was inside the same compound but you'd never guess he lived there, it wasn't too huge or flashy, it was just perfect for him.Everything he needed was there and the peace and quiet was the most amazing thing about the house that he likedHe took out a whiskey bottle and a small glass, he opened the bottle and poured a small quantity of whiskey into his cup, before dropping the bottle back in it's place.He walked around the island in the bar, and towards the living room, he sat on the couch still holding the half filled glass of whiskey in his one hand and used the other hand to pick up the file Matteo gave him earlier that day.He dropped the glass on the table

Spade had just walked out of Greg's house heading straight for his car when he heard the door open, he knew Greg was too greedy to just let him walk away from this deal."Wait" he heard her voice and he scrunched his brows before turning around and facing her.It was Greg's daughter, the same one he was supposed to be married to, she had the contract with her.She was a bit out of breath as she stopped in front of him He studied her for a bit, his eyes stopping at her face, she looked nothing like Greg or his son, with different facial features and body look, she could easily lie that she was in no way related to him and anyone would believe."Uh.... I..." She suddenly couldn't form her words, his stare was very intimidating and scary, there was something about this guy that didn't sit well with her and whether she liked it or not, she would be forced to get married to him.He cocked his brow at her waiting for what she had to say"Um... I wanted to talk to you... About the contract"

He starts unbuttoning his sleeves, one arm at a time, while taking slow steps towards the man tied up in the chair, still squirming.He rolls the sleeves up his arms slowly and walked towards the table at the right end of the roomThe man on the chair could barely see what he was doing"Lucas, what do you have for me"? He asked, his deep voice resounding in the room.He could hear the man struggling to speak and shaking the chair violently, as he took his sweet time pick out a torture item.Which should he go for?The chains? No, that's gonna be very messy and he didn't want to ruin the white shirt he was wearing.Or should he just use the knives to cut out parts of his body until he bled out? That's also very messy and unorthodox.His eyes rested on a very particular item and he smirked.Just perfect, he picked it up and examined it.He took out the long wires and pulled it with him until he stopped in front of the man, he could see the fear in his eyes, and he thrived on that fear.