All Chapters of Play Thing Of The Enemy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Layers Below

The lowest level of Damian’s mansion was a spacious room, white tiled walls and smooth white floors that made no sound when being stepped on, the room felt like an illusion, with the feel of endlessness that made it feel devoid of all emotion and life.Damian stood at the edge of the room while Don and Leo stood at the opposite end and Luca was placed in the middle wearing nothing but a black singlet and grey baggy joggers that would allow for comfortable movement.“The world you were in is nothing compared to the one you invite yourself into.” Damian began monologuing as he slow walked towards Luca “You used to kill local politicians, stockbrokers, business men, People who didn’t live with the constant awareness of death. Now you are in a world where everyone is trained to kill people like you, Assassins.”“So I need to be better.”“You need to be one of the best, its not a choice, if you want to know the truth about your brothers murder it would mean that climbing into my house woul

The Con Man

The room was dark and quiet, the only source of light being the fire place that burned and heated up the otherwise cold room. In the middle of the room was a large wooden table with a chair at both ends, Damian sat on one with Don and Leo standing behind him while Jamal Murray, a bald black man that looked to be in his mind forties with dark unforgiven eyes and a sharp cunning smile sat at the other with a stone faced guard standing behind him. Jamal was one of the few men who weren't born into this world but had managed to carve a place in it for themselves and he wasn't just some local boss running a small operation and raising his shoulders, He was the leader of the fucking Underground. No words had been exchanged since they had both taken their seats but the intensity could be felt through the air as the two men stared at each other in silence, each one at the top of their world and determined to stay there. Jamal finally moved, reaching for a small box on the table and

Attachment

Luca stepped into a puddle of his own sweat,breathing hard and body sore as he walked back to the machine he had been using since the moment he stepped into Damian's gym, It stood tall, almost 7 feet with a cylindrical body divided into three sections and long poll like arm that extended almost a meter sprouting out from each side of the three sections, each hand moved individually and could move in synchronization with other arms making it's attack pattern unpredictable. The goal was to last as long as possible, dodging attacks while also attacking it's body that was made up of hard cushion foam.His knuckles were bruised to the extent were they looked bloody but he didn't stop moving, every move that hit him was one that could kill him in real life, he needed to be faster, Better, more skilled and—He lost track of his thoughts as one arm hit the side of his stomach and another followed the attack but he quickly moved his head and countered but was stop by another hit to hi

Your Place

Damian laid in his tub, head to the ceiling as he soaked in the hot water that had now turned warm, it felt nice, he didn't want to leave the comfort he was feeling right now and walk out that door into the world that wanted nothing but to see him fail, He couldn't let that happen though, he wouldn't let that happen, too many sacrifices had been made for him to get to this point and he fully intended on staying at this point for as long as God would let him. He closed his eyes and fully immersed himself in his thought when he heard the sound of the bedroom door being opened followed by the soft and gentle footsteps that he now knew were Luca's, He opened his mouth to say something cocky and flirtatous then a memory flashed through his mind, Yesterday.‘Remember your place.’ He had growled at Luca like a wounded dog and he regretted the way he had handled it but it was truly the only way, this business wasn't kind enough to ignore the foolishness of a man in love, Love so often

The Open birdcage

His head turned to face the figure that held so tightly unto his wrist.“Don't go in there.” Miss Martha repeated, her voice quivering, There it was again that fear that had plagued her the first day he saw her, it burned clearly in her eyes and he couldn't understand why, He turned to face her, his eyes full of concern.“Why, What's in there?”“Nothing that should concern you, only The Master is allowed in there.” She replied still holding tightly unto him.“Why?”“Trust me sir, you don't want to go into that room, just please trust me.” She replied as she gently loosened her grip on his wrist, Luca looked at the door, wandering what could be inside that room that would shake her up to this extent then he remembered Damian's reputation and there was suddenly a bitter taste in his mouth. He stepped back from the door.“I won't go in.” He reassured with a warm smile, she nodded then gentle shifted him out of the way as she pulled out a small key from her pocket and locked the door shut

A fine line

Vidi Costa was one of the men Damian had trusted with a part of his operation, in charge of all the Small casinos that covered this side of the country and made up the collective “The Angels Hand.”, it was a piece of a much grander puzzle, Not a large part but a part that needed to function well and he had been doing his job exceptional well for the years he had had it but something had changed, The numbers had begun slipping in a way that couldn't be blamed on economic struggles or lack of outreach, it wasn't sudden, it was gradual but noticeable. He probably thought Damian wouldn't notice and he didn't until Don had pointed it out. The steady decrease of cash inflow could only mean one thing, Vidi was trying to take him for a ride.“Good morning Costa.” Damian's voice screamed with authority and power, his eyes focused on the coin he fiddled with instead of the eyes of the man he spoke to, He had learned early in his life the power of eye contact, when you are the under do

Fact Not Conjecture

They walked back to the car in silence and only when they had the comfort of closed doors did they speak, as the click of the door locking sounded and the tinted windows rolled up Don turned his head from the driver's seat and began to talk.“Are you sure Vidi will stay in line?”“Yes, He might be a piece of shit but he's a good father, he wouldn't do anything that would jeopardize her safety.”“And if he does try anything we put a bullet in both their heads.” Leo added.“Exactly.”“It needs to be clear that there are consequences if you fuck with the king.” Don supplied with a smirk.“Speaking of, any change in Jamal's movement?” Damian abruptly asked.“Not anything notable, His schedule hasn't changed.” Don replied as he passed a tablet to Damian, He looked through it but all he could focus on was the passport picture at the top of the file, faded brown eyes, thin dark lips and a small scar just above his eyebrows. “This is him?”“Yes, John Marshall, nothing notable about him eithe

A Gift

Damian's finger tightened on the trigger ready to put a bullet neatly between Jamal's eyes but hesitated when he stepped out with his hands high in the air.“Don't shoot!” Jamal shouted, continuing to walk towards Damian.“I don't see the reason why I shouldn't, Give me one good reason why I shouldn't pull this trigger.” Damian asked, the anger potent in his tone, Don and Leo stepped to his side their guns pointed at the men beside Jamal.“I'm not your enemy Damian.”“True, every one would could call themselves that met an early grave and you're about to do the same.” He replied as was about to pull the trigger but Jamal persisted.“Just let me explain Damian.” Jamal please, his voice loud and filled with sincerity, Damian didn't buy it but he knew Jamal wasn't stupid, Don and Leo's skills were common knowledge, before he could even reach for his gun a bullet would be buried deep in his brain, “I warned you Jamal, I told you you'd swim with the fishes if you got in my way, you dared t

The switch

The call came unexpectedly, Luca was covered in sweat as he lifted dumbbells in the gym when Martha entered into the room with a phone and handed it to him “Hello?” “Luca, Get dressed, Some men would be at the house in half an hour to pick you up.”, He didn't need to even read the contacts name, that authoritative tone was unmistakably Damian's.“The Fu—” before he could even argue the call disconnected and the screen went dark, He handed the phone back to Martha and left the gym and went straight into the bathroom to freshen up, It didn't take him long so get ready and by the time he got downstairs two men were in the parlor talking quietly to each other but their attention immediately turned to him, They respectfully bowed and Luca was not ashamed to say he liked the way if felt. He walked up to them and they exchanged greetings.“Shall we?”“Whenever you're ready.” One of them replied, politely shifting out of the way, Luca nodded and walked out of the house into the grey SUV tha

Conversations

Two days had passed since the whole event with john and Damian had seen an unmistakably shift in Luca's attitude, He was withdrawn, Eyes drifted to nothing and an unearthly silence. He had tried to ignore it, thinking it was just his process but the longer it persisted the more it felt like a permanent change and although he would never admit it, He hated the very idea of that sort of change. From the corner of the door he watches Luca as he stared outside the tall windows, vacant stare and a face barren of all emotion, It was happening again and Damian had gotten sick of it, He walked to him and leaned on the window, looking down at Luca who hadn't registered his presence even though he walked past his front, he waited but after a few minutes came to the conclusion that Luca's mind was far from present and unless he drew his attention to himself he would remain an invisible presence.“Are you ok?” He asked, Luca's eyes twitched and immediately an Expression blessed his face, as his

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