Entwined

Chapter twelve

Picture of Luke....Luca Stefano (19) (Luke).

Arab's pov...

"This is unbelievable!" I scoff out loud

"How did I not realize this sooner? That old hag planned this all along. I'm going to ruin him, Luca. I'm going to make him regret Messing with me" i declare, my words tumbling off me in a low tremble, bouncing off my office walls in powerful waves. I pull at my ink hair in frustration and obvious disappointment at myself.

I was fucking played.

Played by an incompetent fool.

Baited for fuck sake... I fell for his God-damned trap and I didn't even realize it, hell, no one did.

"This is insane. There are literally... so many loopholes! How did you both not see through this shit?" Simon asks exasperatedly, hands running through his hair.

Shiloh let's out angry puffs of air, a whirlwind of emotions flicking through his eyes "First, we sealed the deal in an impoverished cafe, a small cafe with no class__"

"I'm pretty sure Arab didn't like that, did you, Arab? Because that is fucking disrespectful. That slimy old hag fucking disrespected you! I would be dissatisfied if I was brought to sign a deal at a restaurant or a hotel or wherever the hell it is, that isn't high class material. a restaurant which isn't a five star? Hell nah!" Simon huffs, eyes stuck on the contract file "He played his card well, turning us against the chengs more than we already are, not that I'm complaining though. Why didn't you turn down this shit when he brought you to an off-class cafe, Arab? That on it's own, is a flaring red flag" He shouts, groaning at the situation at hand.

"I wanted to, but then__" I answer, letting my sentence trail as I relax against my office seat with a tired sigh.

"He met emily and everything flew out the window!" Shiloh completes, banging his head on my office table. Probably blaming himself, which he shouldn't.

I feel malefico growl lowly at my faustrated state, releasing waves of calming pheromones into me while pushing further into my mind to deprive me his presence. which i am thankful for since I am not comfortable with him too close, though he probably did it because he was sick of sharing my negative emotions with me.

Besides he doesn't like showing up too much when I'm dealing with things that ain't pack related or emily related...

I really want to blame someone other than me for all this mistakes, but looking back to that faithful day, I was the one who was out of the conversation. I was the one who didn't read but rather skimmed through the file in a haste to see my mate. Shiloh on the other hand is a beta, he awaits for my order before doing or saying anything. He couldn't have read it before me.

His nature would've deemed it disrespectful.

"Wow... so, mr. Larry's only son, Jayden Larry. Is into gambling! he's an addict... and, this jayden guy, unfortunately lost a bet, loosing an incredible amount of money to some worthless people. He got mad and went beserk on the gamblers at the bookie joint and almost got killed, Then Jameson - fucking - Cheng, wanted to 'create peace' between them, so.. he offered Jayden some cash - and he accepted it, he was high and not in his right senses but yeah, he accepted it - in exchange for his father's company and other properties. They even made him sign on it. when Jayden became sober, he realized how much of a dumb shitty deal that was and how much of deep shit he was in, when the chengs came after him to collect the company's file! and then, in a desperate need to save his father's company from the chengs, Larry and his son decided to... sell it to you.. and elope? That, is so dumb by the way, though I understand why they would sell it to us, but... That means.. that means, this all means that, the chengs are after us - after a fucking long time - for a completely different reason this time!" eyes set ahead of him with a dormant expression on his face, Luke imparts. a thoughtful look on his face as his hand aimlessly flips a blue pen, playfully.