C5 Chapter 5 - Plans for Revenge

CHAPTER 5

(Plans for Revenge)

Blood Clan~

“That b!tch” Marshal gritted, banging his fist on the table as his men flinch. He just received the message about the death of his wife and mother in law, from one of his informant. He had received a message from one of his bodyguards, stating that they were being attacked by some gangs.

But he believed that they were capable of handling any case, and whereas, the secret underground route was a way of escape if things go wrong.

“But…that b!tch outsmarted me. She f**king got my logic, and try to take better steps ahead. Arhh” He groaned. The men in the cold room watched him not saying a word. They know how fierce he can be in cases like this; any wrong advice may require their heads off.

He plucked a pipe in his mouth and was about lighting it when a call came in through his phone.

“Hades” he called out in a rough baritone voice

“The police are already at the scene; they have placed a restricted line, and no one is to enter. Some of the maids are being questioned” Hades muttered

“And the corpse?”

“They have been moved to the morgues” he replied.

Marshal heaves a sigh, rubbing his temple.

“Fine…just get back here unhurt, and don’t let them notice your presence”

“Yes boss”

He dipped the phone into his pocket and faced the men standing before him; waiting for others. They were eager to go on a death mission; that’s what gives them joy.

“The Wolves Clan is back at us again. That little girl is trying my patience, she is always two steps ahead of us in every case; but we won’t back down this time. I need to make my revenge” he gruff, puffing out smoke from his mouth.

“But first…don’t you think it’s odd for the Wolves to know the location where my family resides” he stated, letting out an angry smirk, as he faced the men in front of him. They stood rigid, eyes looking straight ahead, not saying a word.

He brought out a revolver from his side pocket, feeling its tip with his thump. He pulled out the pipe from his mouth, gently dropping it on the table. He glances through them to see if he could catch the mole.

“Or what do you think..huhn…there is a mole among us…right” he asked, letting out a sad chuckle. Still no response

“Can someone just speak to me” he yelled, pushing off the ammunition placed on the table, as it lets out a loud thud. They gasp

“Dad….” A voice spoke from behind, entering the room. He paused briefly, glaring at the faces in front of him before facing his dad. His eyes were red as a result of tears, and the bags under it show that he had had a hard time sleeping the previous night.

“Donald” Marshal muttered

“Bastard” Donald gritted, bringing out a gun, as he pointed it directly to a lady whose fingers were clearly fidgeting. Without hesitation, he clicked on the cork and pulled the trigger. The bullet flew out, hitting her forehead as she drops dead to the ground. The others stared at him in shock, including his dad

“What was that for..Donald?” Marshal yelled

“That b!tch sold us out” He resorted in an angry voice, as a puzzled look erupt in Marshal’s face

“And how the hell did you know about that?”

“She was clearly fidgeting the whole while, you just didn’t notice. Her expression changed to that of fear when I came in.”

“You can’t just work on your instinct” Marshal snapped

“Really Dad….I know she is the one…you know why..because she is the only one who knows about mum’s location”

“And how did she get to know”

“I told her” He snapped, breathing hard as he ruffled his hair. Marshal folded his fist

“And why did you do that” he asked in tone that shows danger.

“She drugged me..she f**king got me drugged just to make me spill it out. I got everything recorded; she didn’t know about the camera in my room, she would have destroyed it. I could remember asking for a coffee that night and she brought it herself instead of the maid I sent.

I could remember f**king her too, and that was all. After waking up the next day which was just three days ago, I decided to check the footage and saw her interrogating me like a detective…hhaah” He let out a frustrated laughter, spiting to the floor

“I didn’t know why she did that, and I didn’t get the chance to ask her why, because the information seems odd to me. She didn’t act like she wanted to use it for anything. She was smart in her questions, more like she knew what the consequences will be or perhaps thought I was still a bit conscious.”

“Damn it” Marshal scoffs

“You should have at least allow us to know who sent her”

“We already know who…”Lady Mafia’ of course. We ain’t detectives to carry out an investigation, and to you all, any mole in our midst will have nothing but the taste of my bullets” he snapped, before working out of the room.

Marshal dismissed the men as they all scurried out. They fear the boss a lot, but the vibes the boss son is giving is adding more fear to them.

Two of the men stayed back, to clear off the corpse. And afterwards, some maids came in to clear the messes and clean off the blood.

A message came into his phone, as he stared at it.

“Your son was taken along with them” it reads. He frowns, not getting the message at first, but decided to read further

“Evans…boss”

He scoffed, after reading the message to the en

“That idiot…damnit” He mumbled inwardly, shaking his head as he walked away

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DONALD

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I walked into my room, closing the door swiftly as it gave out a heavy bang. Walking to my drawer, I flipped it open, bring out a pack of cigarette and a lighter; in no time, I was already smoking its content, profusely puffing out balls of smoke from my nostrils, and mouth alike.

I trailed my fingers in my hair ruffling it a bit, hitting my fist on the table in anger.

“God damn you” I cursed, remembering the fact that my mum and grannie are no more on the face of the earth. All because of my carelessness, trusting that b!tch and spilling out classified information.

Though, I wouldn’t blame myself for it, she drugged me, else I wouldn’t have done what I did. I will blame that b!tch who calls herself Lady Mafia; she has toiled enough with my life, and if dad isn’t taking any drastic step against her this time, then I will have to.

That little thing once kicked my ass while we were in school. I didn’t know she was a daughter of a Mafia lord, neither did she know about my statues too. But we met in a horrible situation that got us fighting.

I could commend that her fighting skills were awesome, but I shouldn’t have relented thinking I was fighting with a weak girl.

She took advantage of that and punched me severally on the face, making me lose balance, and that earn her a name of power then.

I became a laughing stock and vowed to deal with her, but never got the chance to, because dad flew me out of the country.

I scoff, puffing out more smokes as the event replayed itself in my brain

Flash Back~

“Let her go” A female voice sounded from behind me, as I tried releasing the struggling girl beneath me, just to have a look

I let out a silent scoff, seeing her face. She was dressed in a black pant, white inner shirt, with a black leather jacket. On her feet are black sneakers, which fitted her feet well, as a face cap of the same design lay on her head.

My two friends who were hailing me also stopped to look at the b!tch who got the nerves to disrupt our lovely moment. We are currently in a sedated building right in the school compound, which is rarely used. The building used to be a music hall but had been abandoned for long, since the school decided to build another.

It has always been a perfect spot for I and my friends to carry out ridiculous acts, which we call fun. We deceive girls, taking them over to the place and make sure we satisfy our urge by r@ping the hell out of them.

This has been going on for a while now, without the securities getting a clue of it, because we played our parts well, and whereas the walls are sound proof, meaning, no matter how our victims scream, they will never be heard.

But how the hell did this girl get to know about here, was she looking for something, or perhaps followed our victim down here, because I am even about to start with her before she interrupted.

I tugged my shirt properly, getting on my feet, with a wide smirk on my face. I was yet to see the intruder’s face properly, because she was still a distance away, comparing how large and wide the building is.

Our victim scurried up, shivering and also shedding tears. I saw her smile a bit, but changed her expression when she saw my gaze on her. This gave me a clue that it was planned, or let’s say this girl on black is more like a savior now, huhn. I couldn’t help but laugh. My friends who didn’t know why I was laughing joined anyways.

“So why do you want me to stop huhn, you wanna present yourself as a holy sacrifice” I licked my lips, but she stood rigid, signaling for the girl to come meet her.

I frown

“Who the hell are you, and what do you want?” I yelled at her, sending a hard glare at the girl behind me. She understood my expression, if she move, then she is doomed.

“What if I wanna present myself huh?” She asked, walking closer as she took off her jacket, and face cap. Her hair was bounded in a ponytail, and I could now see her face clearly. I almost gawk at the beauty before me but tried to comport myself.

I will just ask my friends to grab her and bleep the hell out of her; damn, I can’t believe we still have a beauty as such in this school; who I haven’t had a taste of. Well, as the first son a of Mafia lord, I believe I can do anything and get away with it. I am nothing but a tout, drug dealer, and rapist. I only move with those who are ready to be called bad boys, and that’s how we roll.

I gave my friends a secret eye contact, and they got my point immediately. Cracking their fist, they walk towards her, in attempt of giving her a hard blow and bringing her forward, as a second meal.

“You are making a grievous mistake Donald. Let the girl go and have me to yourself?”She stated, making me frown further

“Get her and bring her here” I ordered my friends, as they quickly tried to grab her, but she swings her fist at them, giving them a hard punch. They both groan, trying hard to regain their balance, they were not expecting such a quick move from her, and perhaps her punch was damn painful.

She didn’t give them the space for that. She gave them a head cut, kicking their groins, as they both landed on the floor groaning hard. I could feel my pulse breathing hard as I ready myself for her, wearing a mischievous smile.

She might be able to take them out since they are not trained, but she can’t do that with me. She was just few meters close when I swing my right hand, sending a blow, but she amazingly dodged it, sending a quick kick to my stomach.

“Argh” I groan. The pain spreads all over my body, no wonder my friend couldn’t hold her for that long, her kicks are like steel.

But I didn’t give in to defeat, I comported myself again, sending a blow to her jaw, it met her this time, as I gave a smile of joy.

I tilted my neck, holding to my stance as I ready for another strike, but she didn’t move this time. I could see a glimpse of anger in her face, perhaps she is having a change of mind I thought, and decided to make the move.

I swing my feet ready to kick her chest, but she held it in a hard grasp, twisting it a little. I let out a sharp groan, using my other feet to hit her cheek, as I freed myself. I was still trying to regain my balance when she charged at me, sending multiple blows to my face, a hard kick landed on my chest, as she gave me a head cut.

She crossed my legs making me fall to the floor; her knees pinning me down; she wrapped her two hands across my neck. She gave it a hard squeeze that made me unable to breath for some seconds; afterward she released me, as I breathed out, coughing heavily.

My throat hurts a lot, and the repeated punch made me bleed. I spits out the blood from my mouth, groaning in pains. My vision was already blurry, but I could still see the smirk on her face as she squatted before me.

“The next time you lay your filthy hands on any lady in this school, then consider yourself dead; that’s if there would be a next time” She snickered

“I’m sparing you this time, I won’t next time” She spat, sending a stinging blow to my cheek, and I could swear that I saw stars after that blow. It took a while before I could see well again.

I never set my eyes on her after that occurrence, and that was because I got expelled.

I didn’t know that the lady I was about raping was the daughter of a well known lecturer. And how she managed to get a video of me trying to get down with her still baffles me. But the fact still remains that it was a planned work, or perhaps I was just set up.

Dad flew me out of the country the following week, where I got to join the clan and attend online lessons. Two years later I got to know who she was, and how my father had killed her father. I have always prayed for the day I will get my revenge on her.

Present~

Now that she has stepped on my toes, I won’t hesitate but give her a taste of my fist. I wasn’t that strong then, but with countless training I got from joining dad’s clan, I think I’m ready to face her.

The ringing of my phone jolted me out of my thought; I didn’t notice that I had smoked up to three cigarettes at a go. My eyes will be so red by now; I can’t imagine how dreaded my face will look like. I picked it up, checking the caller. Amazon, my girlfriend, or should I call her my f**kmate