15

Xander’s POV
“So Mr Xander, how is your wife?.” Mr Hu’s secretary asked me. I frown at him. I don’t know what he is getting at.
“She Is fine. Is there a problem?.” I asked.
“Not at all, I just wanted to remind you of the dinner on Sunday night.” He smirked at me. What exactly is his problem? It’s not as if I have any business with him.
“Well of course, I haven’t forgotten about it. In Fact, my wife and I are looking forward to it!”. I force myself to smile for the sake of Mr Hu. Heck if not because this contract is important to me, I would have been here.
“Very well then, the contract shall be handed over to you on Sunday evening at the party!.” Mr Hu stated.
The meeting still went on for another twenty minutes.
After the meeting, I decided to head home before I received a call from Rick. I guess my guest was waiting for me then. I decided to call Ashley and inform her that I will be late. But then I remembered that she doesn’t have a phone. I made a mental note to get her one tomorrow. Left with no choice, I have to call Jo.
“Jo, inform my wife that I will be late for the dinner party. The party should go on without Rick and I”. I deliberately said my wife instead of calling her name.
“Noted Don”. Jo replied.
“And Jo?”.
“Yes Don?”
“Don’t forget who she is!”.
“I won’t Don”. He answered. And with that, I cut the call off and walked to my car.
“ Denver to the Amatta warehouse!” I instructed my driver once I entered the car. The Amatta warehouse is one of our many warehouses here in New York. It’s located at the outskirts of the state towards the southern part.
After driving for one and a half, we arrived at the warehouse. From the outside, it looks like a warehouse used for keeping cars. It is actually a facade we put up so that we can keep the authorities off our case.
“You can go home to Denver. I will take a ride with Rick!”. I said before opening the door and stepping out. He looked at me in surprise, and almost relieved, undoubtedly happy to finally go home to his wife and kids.
"Thank you, Don ." He said appreciatively but I waved him off. It was dark but I trailed through the incline pathway, greeted the guards with a nod and walked until I reached the front double doors.
I looked at the time on my watch, it’s already past five. It is late but I preferred it that way.
"Took you long enough." Rick my best friend ,
and also my right hand man greeted me sounding exasperatedly annoyed. If he wasn't close to being my blood, I would have surely cut his tongue out for addressing me in that tone. I glared at him but he only smirked in response like the little brat he was.
"Watch it. I'm not above breaking a knee or two." I scowled, walking past him and through the hallway. He followed next to me.
"You should watch it. You have 'I just got fucked' hair." Rick reached his hand up to my head but I hit it away, my eyebrows furrowing.
I shook my head while heading to the corner of the room where my gloves rested on a table. I put them on while he removed the cloth around Elisha’s mouth. I could see how excited Rick is as he held a sinister smirk on his face.
He was about to enjoy it just as much as me.
"Please - I-I don't know why I'm here. You must have the wrong person." Elisha pleaded, shaking his head as he looked down to his lap.
I grabbed a chair and placed it in front of him
before sitting down.
"Your name is Elisha, right? Named after the
prophet or no?"
"How do you know my name?" He asked and
I smiled at him before looking up at Rick. He
instantly flipped the knife open.
"Wait. I-" Rick grabbed Elisha head and start
leading the tip of the knife along his jawline, blood gushed out. His face scrunched up in agony and he screamed so loud I couldn't help but grimace. Aggravating.
"I'm the one asking the questions here. Is that understood?" I said leaning forward resting my elbows on the top of my thighs. I clasped my hands together as I tilted my head to the side, studying him. He knew damn well why he was here.
"Please. I have a family - I have a wife. They need me." He begged breathing heavily as he
struggled against the binds but it was futile. I removed the gun from my waistband and leaned back into the chair. "Your wife, Mr Williams , is the reason why you're here."
"I don't know what you mean. Does she owe
you money?" He asked shakily, looking between me and Rick before he stilled, realizing his mistake.
"I'm sorry, I-" He was cut off by Rick punching him so hard in the nose that it split open and red liquid spilled out, dripping down his face and onto his shirt. He screamed out, thrashing against the ropes.
"You better shut that fucking mouth." I said calmly standing up and towering over him.
My fists were aching to reach out to snap his
neck but his wife had given specific instructions to make him suffer. To make him regret ever holding her down and forcing himself on her all those times.
"Jennifer has paid me a lot of money for you to be here. Not that I'l accept it, you know. Killing
rapist is my favorite sport."
Elisha froze, his face turning into a look of pure horror.
"J-Jennifer ?I don't understand. I've never- She's
My wife! It's not possible!" He yelled out.
Then why threaten to kill her if she ever said
a word? Why threaten to kill her if she ever
spoke to the cops? Why do all of that if you're
apparently innocent? You're here because your wife wants you dead and gone without a trace, Elisha ." I said and suddenly his whole demeanor changed. The façade he was wearing slipped off.
"That fucking dumb bitch. Who would've thought that she'd eventually grow some fucking balls." Elisha laughed, throwing his head and showing off his bloodied teeth. He laughed like it was the funniest thing in the world and I raised an eyebrow at him.
"You should try it. Pussy is the best when-"I
cocked my gun, the sound causing him to stop
talking immediately. I pressed it against his
knee and pulled the trigger without wasting a
second.
The loud sound echoed through the room before he screamed and screamed until his voice cracked and tears were spilling down his cheeks. His head flopped down, the pain causing him to slip in and out of consciousness. Rick chuckled from beside me.
"Just for that, I think I'll keep you alive for a
a few more days. I hope you enjoy your stay, Mr
Williams." I said turning my back to him and walking towards the door.
I had enough of his loud ass.
"I'll give you and my man some alone time." I said before opening the door.
"I'm going to enjoy this so much, Don. Rick laughed rubbing his hands together and grinning. I gave him an unamused look because of the stupid nickname but I let it go.
"Please! I'm begging you. Whatever she's paying you - I'll triple it." Elisha croaked, a whimper escaping him.
"He said he's not taking the money, dumbass.
Now hush before I stick my knife down your throat." Rick growled, grabbing Elisha by the hair and pulling his head back.
"Prolong it as much as possible." I instructed before leaving, the screams and cries muting as I shut the door behind me.
A text came through from an unknown number and I unlocked my phone.
"Thank you.'
I entered Rick's car and drove. The time is just thirty minutes past six so I can still make it for the party. When I arrived at home, I heard straight for the garden. Looking around, people were eating and gisting while music played in the background. Members of the organization greet me as I pass.
Just before I reached my seat, I saw Ashley get up and walk towards the quiet side of the party. Samantha also stood up and followed her. I have a bad feeling about this. Samantha is someone who normally warms my bed whenever I need her. I wonder who invited her here today.
I quietly followed both of them. I stood far off and listened to their conversation. They both had their back turned to me and so they didn’t see me.
“Do I know you?.” I heard Ashely asked Samantha.
“No but let me introduce myself to you, I am the one who has been keeping your so-called husband’s bed warm!.” Samantha said as she smiled brightly at Ashley. I wonder what she is trying to achieve with all this.
“So you are the slut! I heard about you. I must say, I am quite disappointed in Xander, I expected him to do better than this!”. Ashley spat and my eyes widened at what I just heard.
“How dare you bitch!” Samantha growled at Ashley.
“Bitch? It’s Mrs Ashely Xander Cage to you!! And watch what you say on my territory. I can have you killed!”. Ashley threatened her. I smiled. I am actually impressed with what she said. She surely can survive this mafia world. She just need training.
I cleared my throat to announce my presence to them. They both turn to look at me. Samantha smiled when she saw me.
“O Xander!.” She said before she to me and placed her lips on mine! As soon as she did that, I pushed her away.
“What are you doing here Samantha?.” I asked her as I put some distance between the both of us.
“I came to see you, only for them to announce that you are married to this bitch here. Tell me, is this true?.” She pouted at me. I suddenly find her very annoying.
“That bitch is my wife! And the next time you dare insult her, I won’t hesitate to put a bullet between your heads! Are you clear?”. I glare at her. She nods her head as she swallows hard.
“Good! Now off you go!.” I demise her and she leaves, stamping her feet to the ground.
I turn to look at Ashley.
“Hi…” I started to say but to my amazement, Ashley walk past me and left.
“What the f*ck?” Was the only thought on my mind as I watched her walk back into the house.