MestaI glared at him. He glared back. His ideas were stupid. Irrational and they would all fail. I would have been given the organization to run but he got it instead. The test was to kill someone and not show emotions. As simple as that. He passed with flying colors.That did not mean he was qualified enough. There's much more to running an organization than killing people. He was stupid. Not Alex stupid but close. His idea was even more stupid."If you can just calm down and try to reason." I start. He let's out a frustrated sigh and turns dramatically to the seat. His elbow rests on the desk. He leaned his head and held his forehead."We'll send in a spy." He repeated."We cannot send in a spy at this time Mecael." I tried to explain. "Everything has crumbled down. The shipment have been stolen. What are you sending a spy for?" I was this close to snapping and landing a hot slap on his cheek."My wife Aria was shot. I don't care about the fucking shipments. They can come ask me f
MecaelI stare at the stack of papers infront of me. Working on them in the warehouse wasn't a choice I appreciated. Working at the warehouse was a choice I made myself.I sigh and reach for the top three. I ran my eyes through them not paying attention to any detail. Mesta would go through them because she didn't trust me to do a job good.I didn't blame her. Ever since mother brought her home she has always tried to prove herself. Going above and beyond to do things in a perfect way. Me on the other hand,I couldn't care less. No deal I wanted to seal ever failed. If I needed answers from prisoners then answers I'd get. Except for the last shipment,the other ones were always successful. That was all that mattered and not these stupid papers.I hear the door open. No rush movements from the guards indicated that it was someone they were familiar with. Father never paid attention to this side. Alex was ever in his own world. That left only one person."You're not yet done?" She stood
MecaelWe quietly made our way to the other rooms. Each time I would open and Mesta would back me up. My mind drifted to Aria wandering how she was holding up. She was probably tucked inside the closet. Her beautiful mind could also tell her to hide under the sheets again. I groan."What" she gave me a frustrated look."What?" I had not done anything."You just groaned." She looks at me blankly."I did?" She opens her mouth to speak."Of course I did. This situation is frustrating." She nods and starts moving again.A bang is heard from downstairs. We stopped in our tracks and listened. Mesta's head was cocked to the right, listening. My eyes roamed around trying to catch a moving figure. Footsteps were heard inside the house. Mesta looks at me and nods. I nod back. She cocked her gun. "Leave two for questioning.""I know the rules." During an attack,always capture two alive. One always turned out to be the loyal one. He wouldn't betray his organization even if he had to give up h
Aria'you shoot anyone that comes through this door who isn't me.' Mecael's words repeated in my head. I was on the bed kneeling, sobbing and muttering the hundredth hail Mary. The door creaked open and I wished I was in the closet. I swallowed and shifted my weight for balance. A man in Black entered.'you shoot anyone that comes through this door who isn't me.'I pulled the trigger. The first shot landed on his left shoulder. He flinched and cursed at me. He lifted his right arm which held the gun. I gripped the gun tighter in my trembling hand. I held my right hand with the left one for focus. He stepped forward. I shot. It went through his head. He dropped to the ground.My eyes went wide. I killed a man. "Aaaaaaaah!" I threw the gun on the other side of the bed.I collapsed on the bed.My breathing increased. I killed a guy.I was a murderer.I was going to get arrested and I'd rot in jail.My whole life was over.The door budged open. I cover my ears with my hands and shut
Aria"Happy birthday to you!" Someone sang.Who even dreams of having birthdays? I scratch my nose."Happy birthday dear Aria…" the voice continued.I turn and cover my head. Please make it stop. It's too early to be woken up by a terrible voice singing a terrible song.The blanket is pulled off."Whaaaat?" I whine lying on my back. "Happy birthday princess." He kisses my forehead.I open my eyes slightly then shut them again. "Wake up. We have a long day ahead of us." I let out air through my mouth. No worries because I always brushed at night. No morning breath for me. I open my eyes and force a smile. "What time is it?" "7:45." He replies chattily.I did not appreciate being up that early."You have to wake up and at least blow the candle first." He urges."Candle?" "Yes." He goes to the table beside my bed and picks it up. He then sits beside me.I look at the cake then back at him. I honestly never thought he would know about my birthday. Even if he knew I never expected hi
Mecael"If he doesn't agree we kill him." The voice from inside spoke.I was at the door to the conference room in one of the huge hotels in Russia. Mesta had successfully arranged a meeting with the Russian mafias. That was after she pestered me on how I was not serious with organizational matters. She was right. I did not care but I would not tell her that. Not unless I wanted a whole lecture about what I did to get to where I am. I stood at the door weighing my choices. I could go in and end up in one huge fight with the men in there. Or,I could turn back and head home and spend quality time with my beautiful wife."Aren't you getting in?" Mesta asked as she approached.She took the time to check around the building for anything suspicious. It's as if the men would place a bomb right under her nose so she could smell it and trail it. "Is their boss in there?" I really hoped her answer was a negation so I could use it as an excuse to not attend the meeting.But that action alone
AriaI stretched my hand to Mecael's side with my eyes still closed. I patted twice. Empty. I open my eyes and smile. Mecael was gone. I wanted him to come back but his absence would do me good. I jump out of bed humming to myself. I spread the sheets then the covers. I run a quick bath and wrap myself in a silk robe. I would dress later after the preparation.Yes,today was the day. Today I'd tell Mecael that he had proven that I could trust him. That I'd learnt how to trust him. When he comes back I'll tell him that maybe I could also learn how to love him.I take the basket of red petals from the closet. I spread them across the room as I twirled and danced to no song in particular. I used the petals to make a huge heart shape on the bed. I stood far from it admiring my work. It was beautiful. I twirled once again going to the closet. I picked out my shoes and a red dress. I went to the dressing table to do my makeup. Hot and sexy was the theme for today. After an hour of makeup
Mesta"At least have a drink before everything else." I tried to urge him.Mecael threw his arms around the room complaining about everyone and everything. I had successfully corced him into coming back to the room. I greatly regretted my choice. I had taken a shower and wrapped myself in a cotton robe. He on the other hand refused to do anything that wasn't related to finding Aria.The whole team was called from back home. He had informed father. He made a thousand calls threatening people. He demanded her return safely.I had to give it to them, whoever they were that kidnapped that girl. They had done me a huge favor and saved me a whole lot of trouble. Now,her blood won't be in my hands. If I were religious then I could have thanked the heavens for her disappearance.I poured the drink into a glass and handed it to him. He took his forcefully. He swirled the drink before screaming and throwing the glass at the wall.My green eyes met his green pair. Only difference was that mine