"You fancy me, but in the end we'll both be getting hurt darling." The way his accent came into place on the last word was enough for any girl to fall at his feet. In the end, who wouldn't thought that the once cold and brutal pair would have change...
This is just a reference as to what Tom's outfit looks like rn after the race-
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*Toms POV*
"Tom! Go get the lunch, i'll be in the bathroom." "Mhm."
The race had went exactly how I wanted it to, I had won yet again. It's something I enjoy doing to get a thrill. Obviously dad doesn't know or I'd be sent away again, which didn't work.
I got snapped out of my thoughts by a curious Ash, "What are you thinking about?" "Nothing, what are you ordering?"
"Just a burger with a side salad, you?" "I'm just going to get a sandwich, not that hungry." "Hey Atticus, what do you want?" "Just get me a DR Pepper."
We got out food and went to go sit down, and while looking for somewhere to sit, but getting occasional invites by desperate girls trying to impress their friends.
"So Atticus, who's that girl that came around two nights ago?" He froze up just before taking a drink of his soda.
"Uh she's just an acquaintance that I ran into while on a jog." "Mhm, and you just happened to have her necklace?" "She dropped it when I accidentally ran into her, what's with all the curiosity on her?"
I rest my chin on my hands, as I stare off. What was my deal on asking questions about her? She wasn't anything special, and she was just any other girl. Probably trying to get a quick hook up.
"Earth to Tom?" "Hello??" I fix my gaze onto Atticus, "I'm done here, when you guys are done, i'll be in the car."
I grab my trash and walk out just as my phone rings. I take a look and just as I expected, dad.
"Ciao, qualcosa non va?" "C'è una riunione al magazzino, vieni qui non oltre le 7:30. "Wear a suit and get Ash and Atticus." (Hello, is something wrong?" "There's a meeting at the warehouse, get here no later than 7:30."
With that he hangs up, whenever there's talk about the gang he gets all monotone and serious.
I walk back into the diner and gather Ash and Atticus in time for the meeting, getting there later would make dads head blow.
"Tom, it's only 6:26, we have time to do something before the meeting." "Ok, well what were you thinking about doing?" I say as I switch my gear.
"How about a strip club?" "Nah, too early for that, and I have my own help." "Ok ok, what about another race, there's a group around here." I think about it and give in without a second thought, "Ok, so where is this place?"
*Time skip an hour*
"You had him far behind you the whole time, although you did make him think he was going to win for a second." I smirk, "Yea like hell that'll ever happen, let's get going before I get an earful of dad.
"Didn't know you were that scared of him." I scoff, "I'm not scared, i'm just too tired to have to listen to him lecture me about me taking over and learning basic responsibilities about the gang." "Yea ok, let's get going before you get that earful from Leonardo."
I bring my car to a stop at the gate of our driveway, before I'm let in by the guards.
I get out making my way to the entrance of our house to get ready for that meeting that I have no clue what it's about.
Whatever lets just get this over with, the sooner it's over the sooner I get to crash, it had been a long day of winning races on the streets on CA. Some might say i'm irresponsible, others might say i'm crazy, me? I don't bother to care, I know the streets here even if I was blindfolded.
It seems irresponsible, but I have my parents and brother to think about. I wouldn't do this if I knew I wouldn't be able to handle it, for fucks sake, we're the most dangerous mafia here.
A little drag racing isn't much compared to a gang.
I started getting dressed into something I knew would impress my father.
A suit, no tie. Like hell I would every put one on. The suits already enough.
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How the hell do people wear these. This is the last time I ever put a suit on for someone.
I make my way outside to my car heading to the warehouse.
*Short time skip to warehouse*
I make my way downstairs where I hear loud commotion and smoke escaping from under the door.
"Dad, what's the reason for this meeting?" "Tom, finally you made it, now we can begin."
"Everyone quiet down!" In seconds the loud room was made quiet enough to hear the sound of rain starting up.
"Today I was informed of an ambush with our shipments at the docks." "Luckily, our men were able to fight them off." "Now what I don't understand, is how they would've known about our shipments."
"Our shipments are stored in high tech software almost impossible to crack."
I wake up at the statement, "What are you saying dad, that there's a mole in our gang?" "That's exactly what i'm saying Tom, out rival shouldn't have know any information about our shipment, so I suspect there's a mole in this room with us."
Whispers fill the room regarding the situation.
"Now. I will say, when I find out whoever is betraying us, you'll regret it." The look of worry is set on our members faces with that last statement. Hell, even dad had me sold with it.
After that commotion I have a drink as dad comes up to me. "Hey Tom I have an assignment for you." "What is it?" "It's something that you've never trained for, but I know you'll do great."
I study his face for a clue as to what the hell he's hinting at. "I don't have a fucking clue on what you're talking about, but illuminami."
