Chapter 4: misunderstood quest
"I now pronounce you husband and wife"
The judge said clapping
Mr Armani leaned in and kissed my mom
Once they pulled away they waved to the attendants and thanked everyone around them
My mom turned around to me and gave me a warm motherly hug I used to melt into
She let go and rubbed her thumb on my cheek as her eyes glowed with warmth
My demeanor remained unchanged as I nodded at her with emotionless eyes
She understood and started to thank people I have no doubt she didnt know
I stood there in the corner as my eyes wandered around the whole hall
And of course many mafia bosses where here with their wives and children
And obviously they all had huge businesses to cover their tracks away
Then I felt a hand touch my shoulder and immediately stepped back
I looked up and was met with Mr Armani's confused and stern face
I cleared my throat before speaking "Hello is there anything you need" I asked bluntly
He stood upright and looked at me for a second as if looking into my eyes like he could read me like a book
Of course I made my gaze colder and he stopped and started talking
"Obviously I um never got to meet you before because of uncanny circumstances but I would like it if we could get to know each other" he said standing there expecting my answer
I felt some sense of familiarity with him for some reason
He had steel grey eyes mixed with a hint of blue making them like a mirror of the ocean on a stormy day. He had sandy blonde hair with a mature face he towered over me at 6'4 at least. His body looked buff and I could tell he worked out. Cause he definitely wasnt out of shape. A beard ran along his face or more so a stubble making his jaw straight and causing him to look that much more of a "dont mess with me" look.
I stood there in thought before I raised my head to look at him again
"Look Mr Armani. I respect you for loving my mother and showing her something shes longed for after my late father passed. But let's get this straight. I dont want you or need you to be involved in my life. I had a father and he was perfectly fine" I said with venom in my mouth as I lied through my teeth
He stood there but his eyes got colder. He leaned into my ear and whispered " father? You mean the man who would beat you and your mother every single day? What a lousy father" He said with a slight edge of annoyance in his voice
I pushed him back roughly
"You have no right to speak about him that way! You.will.never.be.apart.of.my.life!"
With that I have gathered the attention of some of the guests
I looked around and saw that my mother was far into the corner talking to some ladies
"I am only here for my mom and if you treat her poorly so help me god I will end you and your entire bloodline. Yes that is a threat dont take it lightly" with that I walked off the platform and out the doors where I saw my motorbike parked
Thank you ryan. I mentally sighed
Before I left I had told him to place my motorbike outside the building if I ever need to leave at any moment
And I was right because mr Armani is a big asshole!
*Vincent Armani pov*(mr armani)*
I stood there astonished as she left the hall. I gave a quick nod to my bodyguards on standby to follow her. She really is a knight...my mind went back to the Angel wings on her neck.
Why the fuck does she look like camilla
My gaze hardened as I thought about that day the worst day of my life
I'm gonna find every single Cockroach that took Verena and camilla from me.
*Blaire*
As I was leaving I noticed two sets of black SUVs following me
Awww step daddy cares about me
How cute
I went through alleyways that there cars couldnt go through thanks to my motorbike I lost them.
As I had my helmet on I got a call from ryan. "Answer" I said loudly. Soon his voice came Into my ear.
"Hey did you end up leaving?" He asked.
"Yep I cant believe I have to live in that house till I turn 18" I said rolling my eyes
"It cant be that bad" he said in a. convincing tone that wouldnt work on me
"Trust me...its bad. Anyways what'd you call for" I said curiously
"Where are you " he said ignoring my question
"I dont know near the harbour I'm just going on a ride to clear my head" I said while rounding a icecream shop.
"Okay so um you think you can donate your time for a quick mission... for me?" He asked eagerly. I sighed out loud "depends" I said bluntly
"Harbour on the docks my men seem to have found coordinates adding onto a gang were investigating for human trafficking " he said the word with disgust.
"Alright any descriptions and what I'm looking for" i said heading in the direction for the docks
"Just, I dont know typical henchmen if you can maybe find out what's in those packages. I know the serial biat number is 4€89£5 " he said in a serious tone.
"Alright I'll send you what I find" I said thinking off my limited weapons and attire.
"Stay safe vesper" with that he hung up.
I accelearted untill I reached the bridge above the docks
I parked my motor bike and took a knife out of my strap and Brought it along my thigh where I ripped the dress in one slice making sure i avoid cutting my skin. Girl needs to breathe and move.
Once it ripped I grabbed a black face mask out of my purse and put it on before putting my hair in a high ponytail and walked along the railings until I heard them
"What the hell do these boxes even hold?" One whiny but masculine voice complained
I dipped my head over and watched as a man with a black suit attire who seemed to be posing as a spy looked ridiculously out of place and it showed
"Keep your mouth shut and dont ask questions...especially dont question the boss"
Another body came out of the shadows only this voice seemed more dangerous
He looked to be wearing something more casual with leather black Jean's and a black leather jacket. He had a mask on his face so I couldnt see any facial features
My eyes then caught a packet of blue boxes and I grinned evily "gotcha"
I took my heels off and placed them on the sidewalk before walking towards the stairs that head to the docks
I quietly shifted my weight mostly on my toes as I stepped cautiously trying to stay out of sight but who knows how that'll go with this pink dress basically asking for attention
I positioned myself on the stairs and grabbed my hand gun on my left thigh that was strapped in tightly
The guy with the spy attire threw a box and whatever was in it jangled really loudly causing them to stop in there tracks and look around for any onlookers
I quickly hid my head behind the railing
"Careful you idiot! Your gonna attract attention and careful with those boxes the boss doesnt want damaged goods!" Said the more buff one while pointing at the other guy
As they continued bickering I descended down the rest of the stairs until I made it on the dock. I caught a box of cargo and ran to hide behind it.
I need a Distraction
I took a piece of rock that was laying around and threw it towards a metal crate making it bounce off into the water
"The hell was that!?"
"Hell if I know watch the boat!"
One of then came over to inspect clutching his gun tightly. Once he was out of my line of sight I creeped up to the boat as one guy had his back turned.
I grabbed my blade and brought it over his neck making him drop dead on the boat. I quickly grabbed a package and sliced it open before looking at its contents.
"...Trackers?" I asked more so to myself in surprise.
I opened a second, third, fourth box and realized that every box was the same.
*click* I felt a cold object on my head. Shit
"Dont move" he said in a dark voice
I turned around slowly with my hands up
"A girl?" He said laughing while looking at me in amazement.
Oh great another sexist mother fucker
"YWES A GWULR SWO SWUPWIZING!" I yelled sarcastically in a baby voice
His glare hardened and I could tell his hold on his gun faltered
With that I brought my right elbow up and slammed it out of his hand in a swift movement
Then I put both my hands on his bald greasy head 'ew' and brought my knee towards his nose hearing a satisfying crack as blood rushed down.
He immediately brought his hands up to his injury. "You whore!" He said clutching his nose with one hand and pointing at me with another. He tried to reach back for his gun that slid a few feet away from us but I grabbed my dagger and aimed it right towards his gut.
He fell down in a thump. Sighing I grabbed my phone and called my men to come clean this up and to grab all the packages in the boat.
I grabbed a tarp and covered there bodies with it so no civilians would see them and get the government involved in my shit.
I walked back onto the docks when something green caught my eye
A jewled pocket knife laid there with a orange streak of paint across the metal.
"Only gang who owns these colors are the Fazios" I mumbled to myself. an old Irish gang that had some bad morales and jobs with the crime world
I grabbed it and put it in my purse. I rushed up the stairs and looked to the spot where I left my heels. They were gone. I looked around and watched a homeless woman carrying them in her hand as she turned a corner and looked around suspiciously. " great" I muttered while bringing my gaze to my bare feet.
Ryan will love this. With that I got back on my motorbike and headed back to the town hall or whatever this place was called.
Outside stood many men in black suits with mics close to their mouths
They seemed relieved and started to approach me
"Mrs Armani were glad to see your safe. Mr Armani has ordered us to bring you back home once you came back" he said mustering a more serious face
I rolled my eyes and took my helmet off before going into the SUV they ushered me in.
"Its Mrs Knight" I said coldly as they visibly flinched
I saw them putting my bike on the trunk of another SUV
Reminds me of the minions.