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     I slowly opened my eyes and realized that I was inside a moving van.

     "We'll bring him to the warehouse. Boss said the Asians would be waiting there too," I heard a man suddenly say.

     "Why don't we just kill him now?" another man asked, quickly making me feel nervous when I heard the word kill.

     "We can't okay. So just shut up."

     My heart was beating fast as I pretended to still be unconscious to not alarm them.

     It was like earlier I was eating the best meal of my life, now I'm inside a van like the time those men drove me to the airport, only to be sent to a club here.

     By just listening to their conversation, it's pretty obvious that they're bringing me to my brother. And when we interrogated the bomber yesterday, he said American Man, so President King somehow ended up teaming up with my brother ever since before.

     I don't know how that happened but I'm not going to stay here to find out.

     I tried moving my arm a little.

     My wrists were tied together, but it wasn't really tight so I could escape from it easily.

     The plan that they did to kidnap me was risky, but it had a lot of flaws, so I'm guessing they're not used to kidnapping people, especially since I've heard that the Valentino's haven't really done anything for years since they didn't have a godfather after Claudio's death.

     I moved a little again, and as expected, these stupid assholes didn't even check me; I luckily still have my gun with me.

     Well they might have been in a hurry to leave the household, and knowing them, they'd expect that I'd be unarmed since I'm basically a prisoner in that house.

     But where the hell was Romeo?

     Will he be okay? Or rather, is he okay?

     Antonio and Mat would be with him, and not everyone hates him. So he must be okay.

     Oh please let him be okay.

     "We're almost there," one of the men suddenly says.

     Shit, I have to move.

     I slowly squinted my eyes to see what the situation was.

     There were three men inside the van. The driver, Aaron – the man who drugged me, and another man I was not familiar with.

     The driver won't be able to do much if I do anything since he's driving. Aaron looks trained; well he is a soldier of the Valentino family, but he's old, so he'd be slow. And the other one...he looks weak and too easy to kill.

     I can take him out first then try shooting Aaron.

     What the hell did they think of me? They could have at least brought more men with them.

     I closed my eyes again.

     I tried not to move much as I tried to escape from the pathetic knot these idiots did.

     Thankfully I'm a skilled gang member, so I got out as fast as I could.

     I slowly moved my arm behind my back until I reached out for the gun. When I got a hold of it, I didn't waste time and opened my eyes.

     I quickly sat up and kicked the first man on the chin area, making him hit his head on the window and automatically knocking him out.

     "Easy," I muttered to myself.

     "What the fuck!" the driver shouted from shock.

     "You dare kidnap a head of a very powerful gang? You're insulting me," I say with a smirk.

     The driver kept on looking at the rearview mirror and says, "Aaron! Do something!"

     "I should have killed you myself!" Aaron suddenly shouts as he was about to grab me. But I quickly grabbed the gun and shot him on the shoulder.

     His eyes widened from shock.

     "Who the fuck trained you guys?" I mockingly asked him.

     My heart was beating fast as I felt the gun getting warm on my hand. I smirked and quickly pointed the gun at the driver. I then pulled the trigger, and the bullets went straight to his head, making the car go to the right.

     "Tell my fucking brother I said hi," I tell Aaron as he was holding his arm to stop the bleeding.

     "You're making a big mistake Choi Julien. Your real enemy is so close that you don't even know he's just waiting to put a knife on you dear Romeo's neck," Aaron says. I stared at him, but I didn't bother saying anything anymore.

     I quickly opened the door and jumped off the moving van before it could hit a light post.

     My body rolled on the road; my skin automatically having bruises because of the impact.

     I was panting heavily. My elbows and knees bleeding, but the gun was thankfully still in my hand.

     That was the easiest kidnap I have ever escaped on. But I can't help but feel that it was too easy.

     "I have to get out of here," I tell myself as I looked at the smoking van.

     Why do I always get acquainted with car related accidents?

     "He escaped!" I suddenly heard someone shout.

     I quickly turned around and saw another van approaching behind me.

     So they have extra people after all.

     I slowly stood up and reloaded the gun.

     "Come on suckers. Let this black angel bring you to hell," I say as I pointed the gun at the driver's seat.

     Even though the car was still far away from me, I pulled the trigger. I couldn't see if I hit the driver, but the van starts moving left and right, automatically making me know that I successfully managed to kill him.

     "Three shots left", I say as the van quickly stops.

     I stood there and waited for them to get out, but to my surprise, there were six of them.

     "You gotta be fucking kidding me! Why the hell were you all there and not in the van that I was just in!" I shouted as I looked at them running at me. Seconds later, a man takes out a gun and shoots me, quickly hitting my arm.

     "Ah! You fucker!" I shouted as the pain escalated on my whole body.

     I quickly made a run for it as I let the blood drip on the ground. They're shooting me, but they're being cautious. It looks like they can't kill me...yet.

     "Get him!" someone shouts.

     The men chased after me as the other one continued to shoot.

     I continued to run, then I quickly turned and took a deep breath, and then I shot the man shooting me, straight at his forehead.

     "Three," I say as I continued to run.

     I turned around again and shot the man who ran faster than the rest.

     "Two," I say as I pulled the trigger again, the bullet hitting the man's neck this time.

     One bullet. Four men.

     I ran faster and went to the side. I turned around and another man shoots me, but on the leg this time.

     "Ah!" I shouted as I finally fell on the floor.

     I was panting heavily, and the blood lose was making me weak.

     I turned around and shot the man with another gun. He died soon after, but the rest of the men finally arrives and stops in front of me.

     "One," I silently say as I took a deep breath.

     "I'm sorry Romeo."

     "You're a good shooter. No wonder your brother said to be careful," one of the men says.

     "You thought you could escape us easily? Huh fucker?" the other man asked as he goes to me and suddenly punches me on the face.

     The men laugh. Then the other man kicks me on the stomach, making the rest of them laugh again.

    I was coughing heavily, and my vision was getting blurry again. But I tried my best not to pass out.

     "R-Romeo...he'll kill all of you," I tell them, then the man laughs again.

      "Romeo? That weak man? He won't stand a chance against us. He was a monster, but now he's just a little kid I can easily kill," the man boastfully says, and this time, it was my turn to laugh.

     "H-he is a little k-kid, but...I'm his m-most precious toy, and you just took it f-from him. Y-You will eat your words...I swear it," I say, and everyone stopped laughing.

     The man in the middle kneels in front of me and looks straight at my face.

    "And he's not weak, you guys are. S-six...against...o-one? I killed half of you, and I could kill the rest of you if I w-wanted to," I tell him.

     The man clenches his fist and was about to punch me again, but I quickly slammed my forehead on his own forehead, quickly making him fall back from the sudden impact.

     The two men quickly took out their guns and pointed it at me.

     "You slut!" the man I just hit shouted.

     He stood up and took out his own gun.

     His forehead was bleeding as he pointed the gun at me, "I don't care if they told us to get you there alive. I'll kill you myself," he says he pushes the tip of the gun on my forehead.

     If this is how I'll die, then at least I died fighting.

     I quickly closed my eyes and waited for the bullet to hit me, "Make them pay Romeo...make them fucking pay," I say as I bravely waited for my death.

     I took a deep breath and heard a gun shot.

     I quickly opened my eyes, but to my surprise, nothing happened to me.

     I lifted my head and widened my eyes from shock when I saw the man who was about to kill me, have a hole on his own forehead instead.

     Seconds later, two more gun shuts were heard, and the rest of the men who chased after me fell on the floor, revealing a group of masked men standing in front of me.

     My eyes widened even more when I recognized the masks.

     They're the men who handle Club Luxuria.

     What the fuck are they doing here? And how the fuck did they find me here, of all places?

     "You've been gone for too long number 24," someone says. But they were all wearing masks that I didn't even know who said it.

     "The other toys are missing you," another man says.

     "That's enough," a man wearing an expensive looking suit suddenly says when he went out of the car that's behind the rest of the men.

     Everyone moved aside as this silver masked man approached me.

     "Boss, he's injured," someone else says.

     The man – who was actually the boss, or what I suspect as the owner of the club, doesn't say anything but suddenly shows me his hand instead.

    I hesitantly looked at him but grabbed his hand anyway so I could stand.

    I could have been killed if it weren't for them so I should at least be thankful about it.

     "T-Thanks," I tried to say as I looked back at him.

     I haven't really seen the owner of the club before. Mr. Jackson was my boss, but he wasn't the owner of the whole club, he was like the floor manager there.

     "Your father sold you to us. You cost a fortune, so did you easily think you can escape from me so easily?" the man asks me, but I didn't have the strength to answer him anymore.

     "Don't worry, I'm not here to hurt you. If you haven't noticed, I haven't really hurt you before. The customers might have but they're all pigs, and this is a cruel business. Your father knew about the risks but he said you'd be strong enough to handle it," the man suddenly explains, confusing me.

     "W-Why are you...t-telling me this?" I asked him.

     The man chuckles and holds his mask like he was about to remove it.

     "I tried protecting you Julien. But this world is cruel, and I raised you in an environment where a lot would not have survived. I hope you know I tried my best to make sure you are hidden, and so that no one else could find you like how I promised your father. Even when it meant I had to force you to work in my club," he explains further, confusing me even more.

     "I will not apologize for what I did, so you will not have a reason to forgive me. But, my debt to your father is done," he says, finally taking off his mask.

     My eyes widened from shock and I almost lost my balance from what I just saw.

     "Now it's your turn to fulfill the end of the bargain."

     "P-President King..."

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