Episode 13

Merry Christmas my darlings 🥰

I hope you had a good time, and next to those you love.

I wish you all the happiness in the world this Christmas, kisses I love you!

Ivan

The whole house is on alert, all the men ready for a possible combat. Dimitri is calm as always, I trained him well, he is self-confident, knows who he is, and what his limits are.

The Jhonson Family is an American organization, they are relatively new in the business, and they want to conquer space.

The bet is to defeat Dimitri and assume the leadership among the city's mafias.

Just by this thought we can see how amateur they are.

Dimitri sent Tiago to get the professor, he wants to receive the head of the Jhonson family in the presence of the husband, the boy continues with that sad look and the always frightened expression.

The doorbell rang, and a new show was about to begin. I made a point of opening the door to receive the Jhonson's convoy.

The head of the family was a middle-aged man, looking closely at him, and studying his features, I could already tell that he is not trustworthy at all.

Malik

In my so far successful attempt to avoid Dimitri, I discovered several incredible places in the mansion, gym, sauna, a library and a wonderful garden.

I was about to go to the garden when Tiago said that Dimitri was calling me to receive the dinner guests, well, dinner with Dimitri doesn't bring back good memories, but there's not much I can do but obey and try to be as nice as possible.

When I arrived, I went to stand next to Dimitri as Ivan had instructed me, as soon as I got close, Dimitri took my hand and held it firmly.

"When the guests arrive, don't leave my side at any time, avoid talking and only answer if they speak to you. In this world, Malik, it doesn't take much to start a war, be careful and respectful, yes."

Soon after, Ivan arrived with a middle-aged man with dyed black hair, a very extravagant red suit and a haughty expression, the man was surrounded by security guards everywhere.

Dimitri

"Dimitri, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Well, if this asshole's intention was to be disrespectful and annoy me, he certainly succeeded.

"Mr. Jhonson, I can say that I am somewhat curious about the reason for your visit."

"Well, just formalities, I would like to introduce my future successor, my son."

"Well, and where is the boy?"

"Late as you can see, he had to supervise the loading of some goods at the docks, there were some setbacks, but he is already on his way."

"Very well, this is my husband, Malik."

Malik extended his hand and greeted him, he held it longer than he should have, and I was already on alert, this unfortunate bastard!

"I see that the rumors about you are true, Dimitri."

The audacity of this little man, how dare he.

"Your husband is indeed very handsome."

I noticed his play on words and it is one more thing on the extensive list of things I did not like.

"We agree on that."

"My son almost got married once, he was young and idealistic," said he would never take over the family business, but it was only when he got a good kick in the ass that everything changed, today my son is a man to be feared.

"Well, I look forward to meeting him."

The atmosphere is so tense between us that you could cut it with a knife. Malik, in an attempt to lighten the mood, or to get out of that place which was more likely, decided to go to the kitchen to check on dinner.

"Please Mr. Jhonson, make yourself comfortable, I will be with you in the dining room shortly."

Malik was very polite, and a good host, I see that he has no difficulty in that part.

While Malik was in the kitchen, I went to the dining room with the elder Jhonson.

Malik

I was in the kitchen checking on dinner and getting some air, the atmosphere in that room was horrible and I can't stand another scene like the wedding day, no dead people in the dining room please!

As I left the kitchen I stopped to give instructions to the hired waiters.

When I see that Ivan went to answer the door, when I look towards the entrance I almost drop dead on the floor.

Walking towards me was a much stronger and more muscular David, but with the same look as always.

He saw me in the kitchen, and made a move to come to where I was, but Ivan led him to the dining room. Well, after that I feel like I need a little more time before going back to the dining room.

Dimitri

Ivan learned from the security team that Octavio Jhonson's son had arrived and went to the door to receive him and bring him to where we were.

After he arrived and we made the proper introductions, I decided I wanted to get straight to the point and find out what those two were up to.

"So David, I hear you're going to take over your family's business."

"Yes, that is my intention."

"What do my family and I have to do with this? What is the real reason behind this"social visit"?"

"Well, my initial idea doesn't matter so much now, there's something I want from you, and I'm willing to pay whatever it takes."

"And what would that be?"

"One of your employees."

"I beg your pardon?"

"One of your employees, I want him for myself."

"Who is this man and why do you want him so much?"

"Well, we were actually engaged in the past, unfortunately we broke up, but I feel responsible for him, being alone and sad made him end up getting involved with the Mafia."

"And what do you intend to do?"

"Rent a nice house and take care of him."

"Want to resume wedding plans?"

"No, unfortunately not, I'm not as impulsive as you are, I know it would interfere with my plans and it's not time to make enemies, besides Malik is not a man for the mafia, it would be disrespectful to try to impose his presence on the others. He would only be, shall we say, my little secret."

When I heard Malik's name in that bastard's mouth, my anger boiled over, but I needed to confirm that we were talking about the same person.

"Malik?"

"Yes, Malik Akello, come on tell me how much or what you want for him? I'm willing to pay whatever it takes to have him back."

As if rehearsed Malik entered the dining room again, I got up and went to him, pulled his chair helping him to sit down, then gave him a brief but possessive peck on the lips, went back to my seat and as if nothing had happened I addressed David.

"Sorry Jhonson, but I don't believe you've met my husband Malik Akello Romanov."

The silence in that room was so great that I could hear the sound of sweat running down David's forehead.

The question is, do I kill this bastard now or later?

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