Bullet With Your Name..

Chapter 01

***Nani's POV---

There are rules....

Rules you can't break...

Shiiiiaaa eehhh....!!!

"Alaiwah...??" Nanon looked completely confused as he stared at the dealer's face.

He has been our designated dealer for.. like... I don't know.. like forever... He is one of the best card dealers in all of Thailand.

"Excuse me... Mark.. let me call my friend and get back to you on this.." I spoke calmly.

"No Master.. It's a bit late for that...." Mark gave a cute smile.

Those who know him know that.. he is a pretty boy full of lethality with the speed of chopping your head off with one swipe with his blades. We don't mess with the 'Un-Mess-Able' ones... You know... Street rules and stuff...

Aiiiii Chimpaaiii..!! This just got complicated..

I can kill War right about now.. I sent him with all the good grace. But like some rat or rabbit, he is easily distracted by anything and everything... (What? No reader.. I don't know.. It is his ADHD.. maybe..?!?!)

"Alright, Mark, what now then?" I asked with a pleasant smile..

"This way please Master..." Mark gestured with his hand to the other side of the gambling hall, which led to a semi-lit corridor.

I better not die today... I haven't lived my life properly still...

I have things to do nah... you know..

Nanon pulled on my blazer sleeve..

"Stop it.." I snapped at him softly.

Nanon and I are brothers from the same family... War has been our best friend since our small days.

My name is Nani.. I'm 28 years old. Nanon is 26... War is 30...

We... are the Elite Mafia of Thailand...

War who is older than both of us behaves like a 03 year old and messes all the fuc*sh*t up... AND it's every DAMN time!! This was not the first time... This is NOT the first time..

But this time... it might cost one of our heads if we don't think fast..

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>Two days ago<

"Are you sure you got the documents in order?" I asked War for the 6th time.

"Yes, man. Chill.. I put some clay pots into the oven. Let me go home now.. I need to shower..." War was staring at his phone tapping on it semi-distracted..

It's probably at the timer he kept when he put the clay stuff into the kiln before he left.. Gosh..!!

"You know.. that if this deal goes south... we might end up in really deep hot water.. right?" I asked again.

"Stop nagging-aahhhh.... Oh my goshhh...!! You are like Mooommm.. We are the TOP for a reason man. We are the Elite!!..." War shouted like the 30-year-old brat he is who acts like he's 03 most of the time.

"Get out. If you mess this up.. I will personally see to your burial. I WILL skin you alive!! And I will never bring flowers after the first visit...!!" I screamed angrily at him.

"Alaiiii..?? Don't worry, Krub.. I got this. This is not my first time." War spoke with such confidence, you'd think that he was actually very mature and responsible.

Hell to the NO...!!

He has cost me things like; go through family punishment twice and Nanon thrice. At one point, we started to think that he was our enemy posing as a friend all this time..