The Gangleader Paction

Chapter 27: ➢ My Stupid Feathery Ass

Argent blew out a puff of smoke from his cigar before continuing, "If the Dante family was without a successor, their fortunes and connections would be easy to tap into. But unfortunately, I was never able to kill that brat," Argent spat in annoyance, "I spent years trying to hunt him down, and thanks to you Miss Brooklynn, instead of me finding him, he came right to me,"

My eyes widened at the sentence. I was the bait. They were using me to bring Xavier here. No he'd never do that, he's smarter than that. I felt like something had my heart in a grip and my hands were getting clammy. 

He's going to kill Xavier.

Argent laughed dryly to himself before tracing the scar on his face with his free hand, "Can't believe the little bastard managed to get away, for a runt who doesn't even know how to fight." He grinned evilly to himself, staring at his window intently, "I heard he spent all these years in hiding, training himself as an assassin and built an entire team under the Dante name. Its going to be a lot harder to kill him this time, but ahh where's the fun in an easy kill like his parents," This guy is insane. Downright clinically insane!

He was going to kill Xavier. HE WAS GOING TO KILL XAVIER.

Before I could even stop myself, the panic got to me, "He doesn't even know I'm here!" I exclaimed half hoping Xavier actually did come just to get me out of this mess. But this time, I'd have to get myself out without putting anyone else in danger.

"Oh but, I personally sent out a message to him, letting him know that i was lucky enough to get the attendance of his girlfriend," Damn this bastard. Again, not his girlfriend. 

As much as I'd like to...

"He won't come!" I snapped back much to my surprise. He wouldn't fall for an obvious trap like that, would he? No! Argent was chasing his own tail, Xavier was smarter than that.

He was the leader of a team of skilled assassins. He wouldn't come. It was such an obvious trap for any normal person, even though I was clinically thick feathered.

Argent chuckled in evil amusement before tapping the used up cigar bits into the ashtray. One of his associates came around, whispering something into his ear and I was too far away from him to hear it. I was panicking, my whole body was sweating and I felt like I just might hurl my microwavable mac and cheese right onto Argent's polished floor.

Argents expression lit up devilishly upon the words his little minion had uttered and I felt my stomach pit further. His eyes snapped to mine before he flashed me a sadistic grin and I felt myself gulp.

"He's here," 

My mouth parted and I felt as if someone had punched me in the gut. Oh my god, that ducking idiot Xavier Dante! I was at a loss for words and instead just watched Argent flick his cigar into the ashtray before hefting himself up. He smirked at me with a scoff and I just stared at my clammy hands. 

Either I was a total fricken dumbass for not realising who he was, or Xavier was a bigger idiot for coming here when Argent expected him.

I could hear Argents footsteps thunder as he began walking out of the room, "See to it that she doesn't leave this room," He told the men in the room. I didn't look at anyone. I couldn't. I had literally lead Xavier into a fricken trap. 

Why would he even come here? His whole life he's been hunting this man down, knowing he could get killed in the process and yet he was here, in the most obvious place to get himself murdered. Stupid Xavier Dante!

The door slammed behind Argent as I heard the sound of his heavy footsteps diminished. I was ducked. Xavier was even more ducked. He was going to die today! My feathers were completely ruffled knowing I had gotten him into this mess in the first place.

The anxiety and sheer panic was gushing through me as I sat on the seat I was rooted to, sweat trinkling down my forehead. Argent murdered Xavier's entire family, for what? Some fortune? The guy was filthy rich as it is, why would he need the Dante estate as well?! 

One thing was for sure, as long as there was still breath in Xavier, Argent couldn't win. Apparently not for long now that my stupid feathery ass had brought him right to an early grave.

My heart started hammering in my ears and I felt the pit in my stomach get deeper. 

Oh my god. Please be okay.

My thoughts wandered frantically to the information that had just been revealed to me a few moments ago. Xavier wasn't suppose to be a gang leader. His parents wanted a normal life for him, they wanted him to be a normal boy. They were willing to sell their entire fortune and house for Xavier, which ultimately got them killed.

Their dream sought to an end, and now their only hope of Xavier even living was coming to an end. I was panicking and i was panicking hard. I couldn't even leave the room to try an even warn him because there were 2 gunmen standing at the door watching my every move.

Oh dear ducking god, please please let Xavier be okay. 

I prayed hard to whatever god was even listening. I just needed Xavier to be okay, I just needed him to make it out alive. If he dies, god knows he will wait for me at the gates of hell just to strangle me.

Amid my frantic praying and hysterics, my eyes widened. I remembered. I remembered clearly. How did I even forget in the first place? It all made sense now.

I just remembered...

Xavier knew.