Devil's vow novel Chapter 25

Astro Palace

Brazil

Rendezvous of the world's most deadly crime organizations was held in Brazil.

Members of Russian, Greek, Vietnamese, French and Spanish mafia families and their lapdogs were brought under the same roof with greed, lust and ravenousness for power running in their blood.

Only American mafia couldn't be involved, their chief was soon to be welcoming a heir or heiress.

An imperative member who was related to all these monsters, helping them in their heinous crimes had gatherd them- Valace Storm.

A lustrous greywood with silver lining served as a roundtable in a Palace so splendid that brought the Royal mansion to shame.

Valace was the supplier of illegal drugs arms, assassins and human trafficking.

Right now he had a single problem-the one which could expose his true identity to the world- Leonard Waylon.

"What do we have in it for us?" The Russian mafia's cheif asked using his rugged voice.

"He knows about our human trafficking buisness" was all Valace said and the whole conference had their mouths shut.

"We will destroy his name from the history so that our can remain."

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Waylon Palace

Brazil

9 years ago

The sun was down below the horizon, the crimson-orange streaks splitting the sky in two contrasts- the darkblue hues of the evening without any moon and the bloody red, it seemed like nature was playing games.

Only if I had knew then, it sure was a game but a lethal one.

"Jax what are you doing outside kidoo? it's getting dark, get in" my mother's voice chimed from the kitchen seeing me sitting at the doorstep.

"Let him enjoy the sunset Liliana, I will go and sit with him" my father's voice bellowed.

As I looked inside she was blushing softly as my father stole kisses on her cheeks.

"Dad! Mum! Ewwwwww"I made a gagging sound as they laughed.

"Dad, can I play that basketball game on your phone" I asked innocently as my dad strolled over to me smiling.

"Only ten minutes Jax" his tone was playful to which I nodded happily.

"Dadda I am hungry " a soft voice called, my six year old little sister with her bunny pillow, dragging her feet came to the kitchen sleepily, she looked cute as hell.

He got up from my side going in, my game abruptly stopped as a call popped up which I naively received, had I been knowing it was the biggest mistake of my life, I would have not.

"Hello Mr Waylon, how are you? How's your beautiful wife? I bet Liliana would look hot in my bed and yes not to forget an even prettier daughter....Dia right? She would make a great asset in future once we have our hands on her.... Ahh your son..he would be the perfect slave too." The line went dead and my blood boiled at how he talked about my mother and sister, I won't let anybody harm them.

As soon as he cut the call I heard sounds of bullets, glasses shattering, windows were being ripped off from hinges.

The screams of my mother and sister on that day torment my soul to this moment.