"Mr. Son, I want all the District 24 members to gather first thing tomorrow and call the M. A. Section 15."

Mr. Son stayed silent. The Mafia a.s.sociation Section 15 is the private Army of the Mafia's G.o.dfather who the heir granted the authority to order them around.

"Mr. Son, am I unclear?"

"Am sorry, Master Quinn, I understood."

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"Please do, Mr. Son. Goodnight."

Quinn sighed. His gaze traveled where his vision reaches. He settled his gaze to the Eiffel Tower. He doesn't like this at all, but in the world, he is living in, those who are weak are just suppressed by those who were in power and authority. He will never allow it on his leaders.h.i.+p. Especially, when the people involved are those dear to him. Above all, it was Ca.s.sandra who was in danger because of those people.

District 24 HQ

Lemuel staring sharply at his son. He has the desire to beat him up but he was already been beaten up seriously.

"Where the h.e.l.l did you put your f***ing brain!" Samuel shouted at his nephew.

"Do you know who is that man? Do you know who's a woman that is?"

"How many times I am telling you to avoid clas.h.i.+ng with the other District members! And now? The Master himself who you faced with!" Lemuel also shouted at his son.

"Am sorry father I won't do it anymore!" Edgar pleaded. He is the guy who broke out at Martin Castillo's house where Ca.s.sie staying alone.

His companion, Fred who was admitted in the clinic nearby, he'd confessed that everything is Edgar's plans.

They've been pa.s.sing on that street and noticing that the house was empty for days. Edgar always checks out the girl who lives in there, it was Mimie.

Then they saw a girl coming home late of the night. So Edgar decided to break-in. However, it was actually a different girl.

"And what you will do if the girl you like is actually the one in there? You're going to hurt her and forcing her!?" Lemuel attempt to smack his son but he'd realized, he had already been covered with bruises.

"And how you will go to explain this to the Master? That everything is just a mistake and she is not the one you meant to harm if whatever demonic runs inside your f.u.c.king head! Huh? She was still a family of that girl! What you will expect now to happen?"

"Do you think we can protect you? Be grateful you were not ended like Steve's son! Do you know where he is until now?"

"Greg still in a coma," Edgar answered.

"Do you know who did that to him?" Samuel asked his nephew.

"The rumors said, it was the G.o.dFather's heir. Greg challenges him because of the Alliance doubted his capability to replace the present Mafia Emperor."

"And you forgot his name! He is Shun Crow!" Lemuel yelled at his son again.

"How many times I will explain to you? If Nicholas Crow is the Emperor, even the Kings have to bow at him! And who were they? Those successful businessmen who own an Empire company like Montfort and the Williams! There are those Princes below them and those families are like the Bastien and Bennett Household!"

"We can consider those De La Rue, Smith, and other families who have names are could be leveled as the Ministers and Generals! Do you know which position we are in? We are just the knights who stand guard at the gates and walls of the Kingdom! It's a long way on the top! Means, we are only in a lower position and so much way high to reach the level of that man! We are only slaves!"

"But the Master never treats anyone as only his slaves," said of a man who entered the Hall.

"Mr. Leeroy, is the Master has arrived?"

"Not yet, but he is coming soon," Leeroy replied. "I want you all to be careful with your words from now on, Mr. Samuel."

Meanwhile, on the way, Quinn was reading the report about the intruders who hurt Ca.s.sandra. Quinn's brows furrowed while reading the report one more time. His sharp gazes flashes outside.

What they were pertaining to? That everything is just a mistake? That, it was just the wrong person? He won't accept this f**k*ng ludicrous story!

The car stops in front of the District 24 Building and two middle-aged men greeted Quinn. He was just walking past them and entered the Hall where all the District 24 members were gathered on this morning.

Upon seeing his appearance, all of them stood on their feet and bows at him.

Lemuel and Samuel kneel and beg on behalf of Edgar who committed a big mistake towards him and to the Federation for doing such a thing and yet, being pride to show off being a member of the Mafia.

After a long beating of words, Quinn mentions his restrictions on how to acts being a member of this Underground World Federation and Mafia a.s.sociation. His words are full of authority mixed up with his anger, they were incredibly intimidated by him.

The meeting was finished peacefully although he still makes things hard on them.

"I can't forgive what your nephew has done to my girlfriend. Above all, as a member of this Federation and yet, you who do the crime?" Quinn throws dark gazes in the corner, where Edgar standing and lower his head. "There are no excuses, and I will make this as an example to everyone!"

After stating this, Quinn left the room without notice. He was determined to make this as a lesson to every Alliance, not only in Paris but the whole Mafia a.s.sociation.

District 24 have to work harder from then on, for them to be recognized once more.

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At the moment, Ca.s.sie now wakes up and join Loura in the kitchen. Larry brought the kids to his mother and explain to his parents the situation right now about Quinn of keeping his real ident.i.ty to Ca.s.sie. As the kids won't understand yet, for now, they will just want to avoid the possibilities of the kids keep calling their uncle as Quinn.

And speaking of Quinn, he was now entering the house with a bouquet of lilies on his hand. The moment Loura saw him, she immediately exited the house and went to her academy next door.

"Thank you," Ca.s.sie took the flower and admired their beauties. The bouquet contains different colors of the lilies and they were pretty. Ca.s.sie looked around the kitchen to find a vase for these flowers.

"Have you done having breakfast?" Ca.s.sie asked Quinn while she's putting the lilies on the transparent flower vase she found with Quinn's help.

Instead of answering her, Quinn stood behind her then put his arms around her waist. He embraces her tightly and buried his face on her head.

Truth is, he wasn't calming down yet. He could still picture when Ca.s.sandra was pulled out under the bed and that guy attempted to slap her.

If there is something happens to Ca.s.sandra, he who will be the first person to break the rules he reformed. Because he will go to kill that person.

"Is something wrong?" Ca.s.sie asked him, a bit confused about his action.

"Nothing." He sighed. "Come sit here, let me make your breakfast."

Stating this, Ca.s.sie's eyes sparks. And once again, Shun stole a kiss from her. Last night, everything is too fast. Shun unexpectedly kisses her. However, Shun did not step the line and keep his hands off on her.

After that kiss, he put her on the bed and planted a goodnight kiss on her forehead. For the first time, she did have a great sleep.

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Somewhere in Russia. . .

A gla.s.s flying inside that office and shattered into pieces when it hit into the nearby wall. The next object flies are the whiskey bottle.

The five people standing in front of the office table stayed silent.

"Who the h.e.l.l he thinks he was?" Yells by Grigory, one of the Alliance who has a t.i.tle as Lords. However, he is not the head of the Russian Mafia.

"He is just a boy! Then acting like the boss?" He keeps blabbering and the other men in that room just listen to his rants.

"And what the Elders did? Would they just sit around and let to be lead by this cub?"

Grigory called Quinn as just a cub because he just recently joined the Mafia Federation, and those who were born as Mafia since Day One like him has a hidden objection about Quinn being the next Mafia's G.o.dFather.

They were those who spent their lives to rule one day, but then, someone like Quinn suddenly appeared in the picture.

"How about the other Alliance? Have they agreed?"

"Actually, Master Grigory, although many of us oppose in the next heir, however, they will still show their support and trust to the present G.o.dFather."

Another gla.s.s flew in the air, the broken gla.s.s scattered throughout on the floor and the liquor began staining the carpet.

"Then, looks like I need to deal with this by my own hands."

The other men on that room exchange gaze to each other. One of them took the courage to speak.

"Boss, the Elders reminded us all to--"

"So what?"

"The Elders have an agreement with the G.o.dFather boss. If we do unnecessary movement now, it will reflect on our Friends.h.i.+p with the rest of the world."

"I don't care! They all just a scary kitten! But actually, a tailless dog who's pet by them! And I won't allow them to look down on us! I won't let them do as they please!"

"Let it look like that way, that the Russian won't bow on them," Grigory smirks.

"Boss, if the Elders find out--"

"They will know if somebody would tell them!"

"I want someone to keep an eye about that heir!"

Grigory's voice echoing in every corner of his office room.

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