Vic Vega Novels & Stories

Those seemingly ordinary jeans had quite a story—they were only available overseas. The streamer walked over and greeted Serena directly. Seeing her arrive, she quickly waved, "Hey, I'm Serena Vale." The streamer smiled warmly, "Hi, I'm Layla Foster, but you can just call me Layla." Serena and Layla quickly hit it off. Layla, curious, asked, "Did you get those jeans abroad? I've never seen anything like them around here."

S E R I N E Being as aggressive as I always am, "Angelo, I swear I will cut your balls off if you don't give me back my chips," I was willing to kill for chips. Especially, Pringles. They had become my latest addiction since the beginning of this year, which was literally a few days ago. "Yeah right," he smiles at me revealing his dimples- that just adds onto his beautiful face. "Are you-" I furrow my brows, clearing my throat to say this louder. "Are you testing me? Me? Serine Santana Williams?"

Jackson couldn't let Jessika stay here and get deeper into the pit of iniquity. Tonight was unlike any other night. Jackson could see the comfort women moving from the lower class to the VIP class. Jackson couldn't deny that the women in front of him were beautiful and seductive, but unfortunately, none of them could replace Jessika. For Jackson, only Jessika was beautiful, and no one else. It was time for the introduction of the VIP class women, where a woman by the name of Anya was introduced. A beautiful and quite seductive woman, Jackson didn't even blink when she appeared.

He chuckles. It’s my turn to have a little fun, so taking a page out of my mother’s book, I grab the cactus and shove it down the rogue’s throat. He gags, splutters, and screams around the prickly little bastard before I rip it out, making sure to tear as much of his esophagus as possible. He screams in agony as the glochids, or the short little prickles, lodge in his throat. “What do you want with Juniper!?” I shout again.

"State your objective, enforcer." "Your name code has never been logged on a premier syndicate stage before tonight, has it, street rat?" Vicky sneered, puffing his chest out to simulate a superior asset ranking. "Ensure your unit doesn't drag my execution metrics into the dirt during the gala rounds. My combat record does not tolerate a single blemish from a northern replacement."

I was done playing games with Vivian. After I gave the order, the overseas operatives—who had long been ready—immediately swung into action. In just three days, the hollowed-out Vega Group had no choice but to declare bankruptcy. Mr. and Mrs. Vega were saddled with nearly several billion dollars in debt. Overnight, Vivian went from a pampered heiress to a pitiable soul buried in liabilities. In the brief lulls between dealing with the people Grandpa had sent, I heard that even after Vega Group went bankrupt, Richard remained steadfast in his devotion to Vivian.

This wasn’t simple and if I didn’t act quickly Rhett wouldn’t be coming home. I called Vega. He answered on the second ring. “Eleanor, my favorite person, how are you?” “Where is Rhett?” I asked directly. Vega didn’t even deny. “He’s safe,” he said. “For now.” “What do you want? Money? Information ? Supply contacts?” I quickly fired. “No no. I don't want any of your filthy money.” Vega said. I clenched my teeth. “What do you want? Name your price.”

I suppose that there’s a lot to Fenriz that I don’t know yet, like the fact that he basically owns this entire city. No wonder my father said he was powerful; not only in strength but financially too. A man dressed in a three-piece suit walks toward Fenriz and me and bows slightly. “Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Vega; your table is this way,” he says, then walks ahead so we can follow him. Mrs. Vega, I wonder if I’ll ever get used to the name. Umiko Vega… Marina Vega. We’re seated soon enough, and Fenriz orders us a light breakfast before we’re left alone again. I watch Fenriz over the table as he steeples his fingers together and rests his chin on them while staring at me.

Getting back to the restaurant, I find the rest already taking their drinks. Jasper had earlier introduced them to me as his detective friends, Ben being their designated driver. Half an hour later, Carmela shows up with a huge smile on her face. I start laughing immediately I see her. I can't imagine she handled that monster back there. “How did it go?” I ask immediately she takes her seat. “Great. I'm ten thousand dollars richer.” She says, taking out the camera from her bag. “Here... Just make sure you don't expose my face!”

Stay away from the Vega’s Everyone I had asked turned out to be scared of them, even all of Nickolas’s contacts that I had reached out to when I first landed hung on me when they heard the name I was asking about. I knew they were a big deal in Italy but I never thought it would be up to this. What was I expecting though? Javier runs the biggest crime syndicate in the country, Of course they were feared. Recalling what Pascal; the man I had spoke to yesterday said, “If you keep on asking about the Vega’s you will end up dead, besides how good could the pussy have been for you to want to fly over from the states for it?