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Martil’s pov“Our father, who art in heaven….” I started with my palms placed together.“Hallow be thy name, thy kingdom come…” “Thy will be done on earth, as it is in heaven…” “Give us this day our daily bread as you forgive us all our trespasses.”The Lord’s Prayer continued until it was concluded. Every single gang member was present. No excuses for lateness or absenteeism. It was one of the gang’s rules. “Our brother has been laid to rest.” I said,“May his soul rest in peace.” The others chorused.Atom’s body in the coffin was buried and laid to rest. That was when I heaved a sigh of relief. As the leader of the gang, I had to be responsible for everyone else which meant no more unnecessary deaths.Everyone dispersed. There was no party because I stopped it. At least, not tonight. We had to respect the dead, for just tonight.“How’s Jeremy?” I asked Kaleb, crossing to the hallway that led to the clinic.“Responding to treatment.” Kaleb answered. I stopped at the entrance of the

Martil’s povI didn’t know what I was thinking or maybe I just forced those thoughts down. I shouldn’t have…I shouldn’t have touched her like that.Damn it. She was my stepsister. It felt so wrong yet I couldn’t walk away from it. The more I walked away from it, the more I got pulled back towards her.The connection, the pull, the attraction was undeniably sweet and strong. God in heaven knew that I wanted to give in. I could give in but I kept stepping back because of the consequences.“Where were you?” Kaleb asked as I entered the room.“Taking care of something.” I replied, closing the door.The room was a familiar one in the gang’s underground. A room that everyone dreaded to be in. It was meant for criminals. In the end of every session, it was always either filled with the stench of fresh blood or littered body parts.“Jeremy is awake. I’ll bring him to check on the killer.” Kaleb informed me and left.I pulled out a chair and sat down, spreading my legs comfortably as my hands

Martil’s povMy dick strained painfully in my pants. Damn, that was so much self control from me. No, not really. If Corleone’s mom didn’t enter and stop the scene, I might have fucked her right there.It could have worsened things. Should I say I didn’t know what I was doing or I didn’t know if it was the right thing or the wrong thing to do.I entered the bathroom, wanting to freshen up and wash the thoughts away. It was a little success, that was if I didn’t get tempted again.“Yes?” I placed my phone that just rung on my ears as I put on my shirt.“Grave, you need to come to the underground now.” Kaleb said with a tone that described the emergency.I didn’t argue. I didn’t ask questions. I headed out immediately after grabbing my keys. There was no one around when I left and that was good because it saved me from explaining whatever I was going out to do.I drove out in my car. The drive to the gang lot was like an extra half hour. The lot opened and I drove in, before stepping do

Martil’s pov Kaleb and I proceeded to do the job immediately. We headed to the famous restaurant where the guy and the lady we were looking for were working. In pretense, of course. They belonged to a murderous gang, they stole from my men and they had the nerve to work in a restaurant like common people. I spotted them the moment we walked into the restaurant. A small, dim corner table by the window. The guy looked smug, the kind of confidence that came from thinking he’d gotten away with something. And next to him, the girl, fiddling with her phone like she didn’t have a care in the world. I narrowed my eyes. “That’s them,” I murmured to Kaleb. He gave a barely noticeable nod, scanning the restaurant like a hawk. “They don’t even know they’re screwed,” Kaleb said under his breath, his lips curling into a quiet smirk. I chuckled softly, the sound low and dangerous. “Let’s see how long that lasts.” We moved closer, keeping to the shadows of the booths, pretending we were

Martil’s POV I tossed my phone back into my pocket, throwing the cigarette on the ground before stepping on it. It was past evening already and I have had no sleep. When things are tough and rough in the gang, that was how it always ended. Sacrifice was to be made. I headed back into the gang house. The male looked like a half alive, almost butchered pig. “Kaleb, you almost killed him.” I said, He scoffed. “He is quite tough. He tried to bite his tongue to kill himself so I cut it off.” The lady whimpered in a low voice, trembling very hard as the chains used to lock her hands made sounds every single second that passed by. Initially, I thought she was the hard one because of the way she looked. Well, do not judge a book by its cover. “He can’t talk, yeah. What about the girl?” I asked, plopping myself down on the seat. Kaleb took a knife and walked towards her. She tried to step back but there was no escape route. “You have a perfect face…..but it could make a beautiful car