Chapter 4

• Demyan Lev Petrov Point of View
• F***ing Shit!
• That a****le Valdimir.
• Was he trying to double cross me? F***ing impossible. I am Demyan and you cannot outsmart me.
• "We got him." Egor, my best friend and my second in command said, leading us to the dungeons.
• "How did he manage to divert the shipments despite of tight security and fine plans we made?" I gritted and watched that Egor was having a grim face too.
• "Valdimir bastard has planted spies here and got things done so easily. We must've not trusted our men so blindly." I know he was raging as much as I. All our men are under his command so knowing that there are spies in our lot has triggered him more than me.
• We neared our dungeons in one of my old warehouses and immediately heard the grieving yells which made me sigh in satisfaction. He is getting what he deserves.
• I walked in to the cell where the spy of Valdimir is tied to a table and was inserted with many needles and nails.
• Ah, the joy of looking at a betrayer wailing loudly in pain. Such a heartwarming music it is.
• I sat on the only chair placed opposite to the table and leaned back putting my hand on the hand-rest.
• "Alright, let's get the class started. How did you divert our shipment?" Egor asked, at the same time hammering a nail slowly on the shoulder of the spy bastard, Levin.
• "Have you lost the touch in hammering, Egor sweetheart? Just put that in one shot."I voiced out in a girly voice of one of his recent conquest which he hates the most. I had to hide my smirk looking at the frustrated scowl Egor was throwing towards me so generously.
• "Ahh, Argh" I heard Levin yelling in pain but all Egor was concerned about proving his skills in hammering. "Are you satisfied now, Don."
• I grinned at him with over-excitement and replied with a "Very much"
• "Now Levin, I wouldn't be this stubborn if I were you. Tell us what we wanted and I will give you an easy death. But I am not that heartless and cruel, you see. I will take care off your family and send them away to a place where they can live peacefully with enough resources. Only if you tell us or else you family..."I trailed off with a nonchalant and bored tone. I have an important meeting after this but this f**ker is not ready to open his mouth.
• "P-please. Please. I will tell you but please leave me and my family. Please." Now my lenient behavior is giving him courage to make deals with me. Alright let's play your way.
• "Fine, Now information."I nodded towards Egor and he understood what I am expecting of him.
• "Don Valdimir – he planted few of his men in your group. Those men will slowly start turning your men against you. It was his long term plan and already succeeded in turning your Grade D men against you. That was how he was able to get away with his act." What Levin said was a little puzzling. Turning my men against me?
• I looked at Egor, he looked blank but I can see the storm of confusion in his eyes.
• "Turn against us? How and why take risk of turning against us when he can win by killing them?" Egor question triggered something in me.
• "I think I know the answer to why. Since he was aiming for my throne, it was a smart move to hail more men for himself from us. The more men, the more powerful he gets. Now getting to the part, how" I said and looked patient enough for Levin to talk. Damn, I have a weird and important meeting and this is talking too long. I'm getting annoyed right now.
• "He - He was using his status as Don Anton's son in convincing the men that he is the rightful king of mafia, not you." I heard him whimper. Son? He was son of Anton?
• "I think you are being fooled, Levin. We already killed Anton's sons along him." Egor said not believing the story Levin was projecting. But somehow I think his story has weight. That make sense why Valdez is always aiming for my throne.
• "No Commander Egor, he is an illegitimate son of Don Anton and one of the sl*ts in his harem. Since he is the only child of Don Anton alive, he was trying to sneak men in to his basket" With this new piece of information, I must agree that Valdez is a smart a** but you can only win a battle until you have your secret weapon safe. Once your secret is out, it is a battle of wits.
• You want to have my throne, don't you, Valdimir bastard? You will get what you deserve now.
• "Egor, get our doctor for him and keep him in our custody. Get Levin's family and send them to a quiet place and make sure to keep his family under our strict surveillance but make sure to give them their private space." I ordered Egor walking out of the warehouse.
• Levin can be useful in future so killing him is not a fair decision and Egor understood my thought as he didn't question me back.
• After all, he's my best friend and we do not need words to explain our actions.
• Now that this is done, I need to reach the café soon and get another important headache done with.
• "So, are we going to the 'Cinnamon catch café'? To meet her?" Egor smirked with amusement swirling his tone clearly.
• "We?" I raised an eyebrow, "As much as I know, I am to go meet her then how is it you are tagging?" Egor's smirk widened and looks like he is having a lot of fun suddenly.
• "Oh c'mon, It was our group together. Just because you answered it doesn't mean only you get to meet her." I sighed looking at my watched at the ticking time. I have a lot of work to be done today and I cannot just have a long conversation about a strange stranger with him and waste my precious time so I did only thing that can save me from the fantasy story he was weaving in his useless head.
• I nodded him to follow along.
• "She looks cute." Egor commented looking at picture in the background file of the girl I'm going to meet now.
• No, this is not a blind date nor is it a business meeting.
• It is a counseling session that I'm forced to do without my consent.
• Though I am a mafia king, I run my secret projects through code language in social media closed group. To anyone who stumbles upon our group, they only think that complete strangers who found common interest have joined into a group but this is a safe way to have a code talk about our underworld business.
• Even if Cops try to get us, they look into our activities, business and can tab the phones but they would never come to a conclusion that we can be social activists. So I, Egor and two of our other best friends formed this group.
• But seems like social media is packed with few crazy lots too. A week ago, I got a message from a stranger who claimed to be having difficulty in keeping herself away from self danger and how she needs my help to counsel her.
• Zinnia. Her name is Zinnia. Beautiful name but a mental girl.
• At first I got confused but then I understood that the girl was meaning to send the message to some Monk so I ignored the message, one, I didn't want to show my annoyance to her as I was waiting for an important message from Victor, my third commander and my best friend and two, I was expecting her to know her mistake and forward the message to the right person.
• And what I got? Another message from her telling how quick tempered she is. I ignored that message too but when I got the fourth message from her telling me that she is itching in anxiety and indirectly threatening me to reply, I lost it.
• I asked one of my trusted men to gather all the details of this girl who is freaking behind me for counseling.
• Hell, I am a Mafia who deals with lot of shit. If any I need counseling and here this girl is behind me for life changing advices.
• "Hmm, She is beautiful. But she is mad" I answered Egor, coming out of my thoughts when the car came to a halt and we walked into the café and took a corner table.
• The reason I agreed to meet her is I want to see her in person. I will not lie; I wanted to see her in flesh from the moment my eyes landed on her picture in which she was wearing a dinosaur animal costume sitting in an ice cream parlor.
• It intrigued me.
• Which adult would go to an ice cream parlor in an animal costume in hot summer? But damn, she looked so cute.
• I was mainly meeting her to just let my eyes get the opportunity to see her in real and also I am planning to tell her that she got the wrong person.
• "There she is." I heard Egor exclaiming and looked towards the entrance doors.
• There she is, again in an animal costume, this time it is a rabbit.
• Being in mafia, I can get the aura around the person immediately and just one look at her, I know she is not good for anyone's health. She looked too mischievous with innocence mixed.
• Egor enthusiastically waved at her to come to our table and the girl just gave a puzzled look for a couple minutes and finally grinned and hopped towards our table and took a seat opposite to mine.
• "Hello, I am Zinnia Mae White, the one with bluffing, impulsive, anxious nature." She pulled her hand out from the pockets for a handshake and I forwarded my hand to give it a shake.
• "I am –"
• "Oh, I know. You must be the monk who gives me advice from now on. You look clever too. Glad to meet you. But why are you in suit? You should be in some saffron looking traditional clothes right?" She cut me off from my introduction and shook my hand excitingly as if I were the solution to her problems.
• She is a problem herself. I don't know why I feel this that this girl is more dangerous than me.
• "That, I am –"
• "Ah, now I understand. You must be changing with the trend. Don't worry I am not a narrow minded person so I just need your advices. I don't mind your attire much. Well who is he? He is grinning at me like he found a treasure ship." There she goes again, not listening to me and answering her own question.
• She turned towards Egor with a small greeting kind of smile and forwarded her hand for him to shake which he took.
• I didn't open my mouth to answer as I came to understand how she is in just two minutes of our meeting.
• "I am Egor, his assistant and –" Egor tried... tried so much desperately to finish his sentence but couldn't as she cut his sentence off again.
• Such a lucky mutt he is. He got to speak five words.
• "And his friend and also one of his patients like me. I understood that just by looking at you, Mr. Egor. You somehow look like you need help." And that was a huge dent to Egor's ego.
• This crazy girl not only let us talks but also got to slap the most cruel person like Egor with an innocent harmless comment.
• He somehow looks like he needs help!
• I tried a lot to control the arising bouts of laughter that was brewing inside me. Egor threw me a stinky eye and turned towards her with an amused smile ready to speak but gosh... this Zinnia girl is not a person of ears.
• "Alright, respected monk and Mr. Egor before we get to counseling, I need both of your help in something else now that I met you and saw you, I think you both are perfect for it. Come on. Lets go." She picked her bag and looked at us expectantly and eagerly for us to follow her.
• What is it that she found us suitable for? For some reason, I find dark negative vibes flowing out of her.
• What just happened now?
• This girl... she is a storm.
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