My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 333

Chapter 333: Aliases

"By the way... what were you two doing earlier?"

Red and Betty opened their mouths, then shut them. Their eyes darted to the faces watching them from across the cabin with open curiosity.

"I mean..." Rum, seated up front but twisted around to look at the duo, tilted his head. "Why?"

Why. That was the question on everyone’s mind.

They were already on their way home. Things had been so hectic earlier that this was the first chance anyone had to ask.

Why would these two think that tying blankets together, dropping them out a window, and climbing down was a reasonable escape plan?

The guys had found them dangling off the side of the building.

Red ruffled his hair irritably. "It shouldn’t have gone like that, okay?"

"From our calculations, we should have reached the balcony on the floor below," Betty added, then muttered to herself, "Clearly, we miscalculated."

Lucky for them, a chopper had been hovering close enough to the High Chamber castle that they were rescued before the knotted blankets gave out.

Rum laughed, looking between the two of them. Before he could get a word in, Red shot him a glare.

"I’m not making fun of you," Rum said, raising both hands. "I’m genuinely asking because that is not what I was imagining at all."

Red leaned back and clicked his tongue.

"Rum." He pointed at him, then swept his finger around the cabin. "All of you — Khan, Vodka, and especially you, Tank. You should be grateful and focus on what actually mattered."

Khan and Tank furrowed their brows. They hadn’t been part of the conversation a moment ago, and now they were being stared down by Red with no clear reason why.

"You all got the grand entrance because you were with the Madam and the Master," Red continued through gritted teeth. "Meanwhile, Domination and I had to buy you time. Stop fixating on what happened after. If not for us, the Madam wouldn’t have had the window to do what she needed to do."

"I wasn’t looking at how the two of you trapped yourselves dangling off the side of the castle," Khan said — and immediately flinched under Red’s glare.

Before things could escalate, Betty sighed.

"Not you all too," she muttered, just loud enough for them to hear. "Why are you calling me Domination? That was just the Madam’s joke."

Ashley had been calling her Domination for a while now — Primo and Lucian had picked it up too. Every time it happened, Betty felt her heart stutter with a mix of nervousness and secondhand embarrassment. But now the rest of them were starting to use it as well.

"Huh?" Rum tilted his head.

Khan and the others looked equally confused.

"It’s a joke?" Khan asked. "I thought it was your alias."

Betty blinked. "Huh?"

"You’re part of Dominion," Red said flatly. "The Madam’s assistant, at that. You’ll need one."

Everyone nodded. Rum added,

"Just like the rest of us in here."

Betty’s eyes swept across the faces in the cabin. "Oh!" Her mouth formed a small O. "Your names are all aliases. I completely forgot."

When she’d joined Dominion, she had already known everyone by those names. She’d always been aware that people in the underground used aliases — it just hadn’t clicked until now.

"Seriously," Rum shook his head. "You think Red’s parents named him Red? What is he, an orange?"

"When we formed our crew, we all picked aliases," Vodka chimed in. "Since we liked drinking together, we went with our favorite drinks or brands. Mine’s easy — Vodka."

Rum nodded and pointed to himself. "I like all kinds of rum — it’s my go-to. Gin is gin. As for Red, he’s a beer man."

"Huh?" Betty furrowed her brows and glanced at Khan, who wore the same expression.

Khan blurted out, "I thought it was Red because his favorite color is red."

"Hey!" Red scoffed. "I can hear you. If you’re going to get it wrong, at least assume I picked Red because I like blood. Carnage. Massacre."

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