SAGE novel Chapter 10

Sage Miller

This day just doesn't wanna be over. It just drags on forever.

I pushed the door open and got inside. Connor was nowhere in sight and I was fucking exhausted.

After I apologized to Smurf I decided it would be best to just go home and get some rest before I blew it again.

I practically dragged myself up the stairs eager to throw myself on my bed and pass out. I was emotionally and physically drained.

I stopped dead in my tracks when I heard Connor's voice. My ears pecked up to listen in on the private conversation.

"You said that my debt was paid. I worked every penny I owed you." He hissed to the other person on the other end of the call.

I pressed my ear harder to hear him more. The conversation sounded private and I should've walked away and let him be but my nosey self didn't do that, instead I stayed to listen to the whole convo.

"That was suppose to be my last job. We agreed on that.... I don't wanna work for you.. I am fine the way I am." He said, I could tell he was getting irritated.

Connor apparently owed someone. And why was he talking shady.

"Will it be my last job?" He asked and waited for an answer.

Connor wasn't shady but I had to admit, the whole conversation sounded very suspicious and very shady.

"I don't have a choice, do I?" He said softly like he was giving up.

My curiosity was getting the better of me. It sounded like he was being blackmail into some job. Which sounded very illegal.

I listened as he sighed loudly.

"You're such an asshole." I heard him say before he let out a huge groan-growl.

I listened for a couple of seconds more before detaching myself from the door and walking to my room.

Why can't I just mind my own damn business? I scolded myself as I threw myself on the bed.

Now I'm stuck trying to piece the puzzle that is Connor.

I just had to walk to my room and mind my fucking business but no I just had to stick my nose where it definitely didn't belong.

"Earth to Sage." Connor snapped his fingers in my face to get my attention.

I looked at him puzzled.

"What?" I asked confused.

Last night I was beyond tired. So much happened and today is a new day but I'll be dealing with a few old shit and I'm still tired.

I also have to face something I've been avoiding since last night.

"Nevermind man. I'm out of here. See you later." He said getting up.

I looked at him. As he threw his dirty dishes in the sink. I wanted to ask him where he was going because I think it's about that call.

Stop being nosey. I myself.

"Spare keys on the bowl by the door." I told him as I continued to eat my breakfast.

"Later bro." And then he was out the door.

I finished my own breakfast and did what Connor did, I threw my dish in the sink and I was out the door.

I kept dreading the meeting today. Now that I know that the fairy Godfather is Styles I don't admire him like I did before.

I'm actually pissed at him. The other day he bluntly told me to leave. He told me he doesn't want me in the gang. Me and Sebastian and of course I didn't tell Sebastian what he said.

I parked my car at the back of the hideout and stood there for some time. The truth was I was nervous and scared.

He didn't want me in the gang and he had the authority to kick me out and people would actually listen because they all see this unbelievable guy who's so powerful.

After giving myself some pep talk I walkrf inside. I have to meet him sometime right and whatever happens happens.

"I can't believe that's the guy that use to date your sister." Sebastian whisper next to me.

I've been here for a while and he still hasn't shown up yet. Not that I'm complaining about that.

"Tell me about it." I whispered back to him lost in my own head.

I have no idea how I should react to him. Less than 24 hours ago, I admired the shit out of the guy. But fact remains he broke my sister's heart.

"I spent last Christmas with the guy and I tell you he didn't look like the cartel type." Sebastian added.

Sebastian was right, I knew the guy for almost a year and he didn't look like the type. I would've said the worst thing he's ever done is pee in public or ran a stop sign.

True to the testament, never judge the book by it's cover.

Right now we were sorting out the merchandise to be sold tonight.

I wonder where Styles is?

Speak of the devil and he shall appear. And yes I just compared him to the devil because that's what he really is.

He's a chameleon after all. Capable of changing his colour to what suites the environmental.

I worked my jaw as I saw him walk past me. His eyes met mine for a second and a little smirk played on his lips before he looked away.

My nose flared and I closed my eyes to control my rising temper. I took deep breaths before I did something stupid.

Like punch him in front of the whole gang and his arsenal but I couldn't do that without being showered with bullets and he fucking knows that.

He has security like the president and they are serious guys with real guns hoisted around their waist. Proof that he's important in the cartel business.

He gave order and I heard nothing. My thoughts were pretty loud the duration of his entire little speech.

Standing in front of us, he didn't look 18 in fact he looked way older. 25 maybe. I'm still surprised and curious how he kept his lives completely separate.

When he's here, he ooze a powerful aura. The one that screams how dangerous he is. But when he was with Eve, he was somewhat young and a bit reckless and not in control like he is now.

"Sage." I felt Sebastian next to me nudge me.

"What?" I hissed frowning at him.

"He called you to his office." He said in an admiration voice.

I rolled my eyes at him. I walked towards his office and yes he has an office. I mentally rolled my eyes at his arrogance.

I might have respected him when I didn't know his identity but now I know how much of a douche he is, I don't respect him no more.

I don't bother to knock. I busted right in and he looked up from his papers and smirked. Once again I clenched my fist and took a big breath.

"You called me." I tried to sound somewhat normal.

"We have a talk pending." He said not looking up from the map he's holding.

"Don't bother your little heard. I told you I'm not going anywhere." I almost snapped at him.

I had a lot to say in his egotistic, arrogance fat face.

"It might be easy for you to get everything out of your chest. Insult me even." He made marking on the map. "I promise nothing will happen to you."

He chuckled at his own joke and I worked my jaw. This burstard knows the power he holds here. It was better when I didn't know he was the Godfather.

Back then I would've went off on his ass and said whatever I wanted but now he's all powerful and mighty.

"I'm giving you an opportunity to say any shit you please." He said still not looking at him. "You won't get another chance like this..... I can't feel your anger from here..... spit it out."

He chuckled and glanced at me for a brief moment.

"Your loss." He said in between chuckles.

"Do you blame me?" I breathed out the anger.

He looked at me and shrugged.

"I don't even sure what I'm pissed about." I started. "Sure, I'm pissed that you broke Eve's heart....."

When I said her name I watched his reaction closely. He stiffen but tried to hide it.

So he hasn't forgotten her. I noted.

"....but that's always. Maybe I'm pissed that the guy I admired turned out to be you. How can I when you hurt her so much. I'm pissed that you ruined the Godfather for me. I can't admire the guy who broke my sister. My brain... my being... my soul won't allow me too. You ruined so much. I'm pissed because you're the Godfather."

When I finished my mini speech I was breathing hard.

A moment of silence passed us. He was still looking map on the table but the hand holding the marker was frozen. He didn't move. I didn't move.

"You should know I didn't mean to hurt her." He whispered. His walls of power and arrogance totally forgotten.

He still hasn't move.

"So you say." I said being sarcastic and bitter.

His head snapped up and our eyes met. And for a second I saw his vulnerable side. I saw the pain, void and hurt. My heart clenched hard.

But that side was gone just as fast as it came but I saw it. And I hate how I felt his sadness. His face became stoic but I saw the real him between his cracks.

"Believe me I do." He said and I looked away because no matter how much I didn't want to, I did believe him.

"You know what gets to me most, more than you breaking her heart?" I asked, breaking the insufferable silence.

"What?" He asked genuinely curious.

"You fucking put my sister in danger. You have enemies Styles and you still dated her. The Godfather has enemies everywhere." I told him.

It's been eating me up since yesterday. He put my sister in danger by being with her and he didn't even care.

"Your sister is safe. She'll always be safe. I kept her far away from this life and I'm sure you're aware that no one really knows who I am." He justified himself.

I didn't care if people didn't know who he was. Someone will figure it out and they'll use my sister to get to him. I don't want that.

I opened my mouth to give him a piece of my mind but then decides against it.

"I don't care about all that but please do me one favour?" I pleaded with him and he nodded. "Stay the hell away from Eve."

He opened his mouth to argue but I raised my hand and spoke before he did.

"If you love her like you claim you do, you'll stay away from her. Don't get her involved in this and one day no one would hurt her to get to you." I told him and pleaded that he listened. "I'll squash this whole deal between us if you promise to stay away."

He looked down and was quiet for moment.

"I already promised her I would never go near her." He told me and I nodded in approval.

"Thank you." I told him. I could see how this hurt him but I don't want Eve getting mixed up in this whole life.

After a couple of minutes of uncomfortable silence I striked up a conversation.

"What are you really doing here?" I asked him because I'm genuinely curious.

Last night on my way home after seeing Alora I googled him. He doesn't need any money but here he was, in a cartel filled with danger.

"What do you mean by that?" He asked and jotted something on the map on his table.

"I mean here, in a gang. I mean you don't need money, your family is well off, from your father, mother and even your two sisters. You evwn have ten cars." I told him and I didn't miss his face either.

His features harden before he settled on being stoic.

"Not everything is about money, Miller. I'm here because I want to be." He said.

"Is that all? There has to be more. You've been with the gang for a long time and everyone seems to think you're one of the Casias but I know you ain't related."

"How do you know that? We might be cousins. I mean their mom might be my aunt." He reasoned but I know he was obviously lying.