Jayvin POV

The plane landed after 8 hours of flight it was morning in the States making it night fall back home in London. I exited the plane straighten my suit from any wrinkles.

"Ah Mr. Black glad to have you here with us, Welcome to America" Andrew stroke said with a friendly smile present on his face, I on the other hand find his expression annoying, gritting my teeth I shook his hand firmly.

"A pleasure" I said walking pass him to the black hybrid on the curb.

"Mr. Black allow me" he rush pass me pulling open my door with that annoying smile still present on his face. I nodded at his gesture without saying a word I took my seat.

The car only move when he entered, my men following closely behind.

Mr Andrew Stroke the right hand man to the mafia boss of America, age 30. I couldn't take his kind smile lightly for legends said for a psychotic murder he kept a smile while even killing his own parents at age 15.

I gave him a glance already catching his eyes in the rear view mirror.

"Boss will be busy this time of day I was issue to send you to your hotel room for rest" he began saying "business will be discuss over dinner" he finished looking back forward.

I kept my eyes outside my mind drifting to my Eliza, the quicker I got this over with the quicker I can be with her.

Just then my phone went off, I thought I put this thing on silent. The name flash on the screen, one of the guards I left in charge of my Eliza.

"What" I said through gritted teeth

"B-boss"

"Get to the point" I almost shouted but still caught the attention of Andrew. I heard the total chaos in the background.

"B-boss i-it's  your brother" he said hastily before another round of gunshots went off, I heard the groan of pain before the line cut.

'Fuck fuck fuck' I felt my fist grip the phone tightly.

"Is something the matter Mr. Black" he question keeping his eyes in front.

"It's nothing of concern" I said trying to convince him but failing to convince myself. That fucker, I should have kill him when I had the chance.

'Mom', why did she always cross my mind. A waste of space just like her son, but I knew better.

I had bigger fish on my plate, a laugh suddenly pass my lips slightly amuse with the coward action, taking the clams pearl with its mouth left wide open.

Although I had a smile on my face the pulsing of my anger my fist tightly holding my phone didn't stop me from squeezing it till it break.

The car made a stop at the hotel, Andrew saying his farewell not before reminding me of the affairs at hand at dinner.

My shoes hit the tile floors of the hotel a classic five star hotel decorated with modern taste. Only the best rooms, gritting my inner demons to keep down.

I didn't wait at the receptionist my mind clouded with the possible thought of going on a murder spree.

"Sir, wait a minute you can't go in without signing in"

"Sir?!"

I ignore the annoying rang of the petite girl, her high pitch voice only giving me a headache. I had little to no focus, until a hand rest heavily on my shoulder followed by a gruff voice.

"You can't go that way, I kindly suggest you go back there, sir" he nodded at the desk. My men were hastily to shoot but I shook my head handling this guy was easy.

Within a blink of an eye I chop him across his throat while my next hand held the hand that was resting on my shoulder. His yell of pain was music to my ear satisfying my beast to hear more.

The repetionist suddenly scream in horror breaking my eye contact for a while. She rush to the phone her shaky hand trying to dial "nah miss I wouldn't do that if I was you" one of my men said in a sing song voice cocking his gun directly aiming at her head.

She drop the phone lifting her hands over head in surrender, the tears rolling down in her panic as she tightly shut her eyes.

I brought my focus back to the man, his hand was bending in an awkward angle which drive me to squeeze hander pulling it further down "ahh please release my hand, I beg of you"

I gave him sarcastic smile "number one don't ever fucking touch me, fuckers like you piss me off" he was kneeling now his face twisting more in pain while a glimmer of tear settle in his eyes.

Pathetic

"Men like you makes us look bad"

I release him not without kneeing him in the face, the impact causing in to land back hard on the floor. I heard the satisfying crunch of his nose breaking, I lean against the wall as normal waiting for the elevator.

Fancy how these imbeciles got hired here disappointing, I made a note of contacting the owner.

"Get rid of them both" I said before entering the elevator, the terrifying scream of the girl begging calm me.

"Penthouse 1001" the elevator voice system sounded followed by a bing. I walked to the door scanning my room key off my phone on the intercom. It click announcing it was now open.

I made sure to make a call knowing my brother he'll make it obvious where he's heading.

"yo boss" a dark smirk play on my lips

"James I have a task for you"

Eliza POV

The cold grip tightly on my skin even the blanket Alex gave me couldn't help. I was barely clothed a large Tshirt with only a Underwear on, discomfort. I was disgusted at myself being dress as a slut.

"Here"

I jump from the colder touch of metal resting on my forehead.

"Thought you would be thirsty, you've been asleep for half a day" Ashton said leaning comfortable on the car, I took the can out of his not thinking twice drowning my thist.

"Half a day" I questioned wiping my lips dry. He only nodded, but my mind drifted that makes sense I felt better than how I felt all these years.

"Hey lets go for walk" he stated opening the car door for me to come out. I grip the blanket more tightly on me, after all it was evening the sun setting over the horizons.

I felt so different I couldn't help the smile from forming on my lips.

'alive'

The air felt different, I couldn't remember when last I felt this. The tears began to fall again I couldn't help to let them flow.

Ashton gave me warm smile, if anything it made me even more happier.

We walk in silent the dirt road leading up to a diner in the middle of the woods. 'Fry diner' it read in bold letters, its lodge type theme brought home to mind.

We entered instantly the scent of freshly cook food hit me. Alex sat at the back waving us over, her face expressionless.

"I'm glad your awake Eli, order anything you would like" she said pushing the menu in my reach.

"We have to report to headquarters, this is far from over" she continue drinking the coffee in one gulp, giving Ashton a stern look.

With raise brows he acknowledge her "Alex w-" he began but Alex stop him.

"Don't make excuses, Eliza needs to hear it from them first" she said giving a pointed look.

I look up hearing my name, feeling a pressure settle on my chest.

"Wha- what should I hear" I questioned lost to what they were saying.

They both look at each other not saying a word.

The look they share enhance the flame more within.