Underworld: Labyrinth of Love

Chapter 11 - Political Mafia Bullshit

Previously:

"Woah woman, how would we know?" Kian said innocently or tried to act innocent. I walked close to the two of them who seemed more pretentious now, but they were doing a very bad job at it.

I put on my toughest face and stance then landed my sharpened gaze at the two of them. "Yes, you both just happen to come here knowing too well that your brother didn't allow you both here." I said, "And now you might be in danger but you don't care." With that, I rolled my eyes.

"Yes, exactly that," Kian said with a big sheepish smile on his face.

"Quit it you too, just tell me where he is or I'll tell him about you two being here when he walks through that door no matter when." I threatened and Kenzo gave up. "She's clever, besides he can come anytime. We didn't distract him for long." they both agreed.

"Fine, follow me," Kian said.

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Kian took me through several doors until we were finally inside the actual part of the state, which was the home. Kenzo had stayed behind to keep an eye on the guards that were to be trained by the Mister who we have now left, to find.

"So, why did you come here?' he asked and I looked at him dumbfounded.

"Which part of 'I've come along them as their supervisor' you didn't get?" I replied and he contemplated then, "The part where you didn't say it." and he was unfortunately right.

Okay maybe I have made that up but it was obvious.

"Yeah because it was obvious, except it wasn't to some dumb humans there." I rolled my eyes at him as he motioned me to take each turn.

"Really, why did you come?" he asked again this once with a serious tone. "I mean you're the eldest just like Theo, you should be bored of all those mafia bullshit." He suggested and to some point, I agreed with him except for the part where I loved my work of being a badass, cunning dealer.

But I am sure he wasn't talking about me. Besides, wasn't Victoria the eldest?

"So you're not into this 'mafia bullshit'?" I asked intrigued, especially because I had found him in the training area where were plenty of guns and training grounds in a covered arena that just shouted mafia bullshit.

Yet, he was there with his brother that too after sneaking in.

"I know what you're thinking." He smiled, "Not talking about that s**t in the arena. In fact, I like only that s**t. The guns and training grounds, the duelling circle, combats." his eyes were continuously keeping an eye on our surroundings which were mostly consisted of gorgeous hallways with expensive paintings hanging on them along with several other showpieces, that a normal household would have.

"Ah, I know. The political mafia bullshit, I take it?" I finally caught his meaning. He nodded hastily, "yeah that."

"To be honest, that's a part of my job but I make it interesting by working with my own rules," I said pausing for a moment and staring at him momentarily. "I don't have guns to play with or training grounds where I could take my anger out on but yeah nobody would have to do that if they had their rules and they followed it." I was beginning to open more to this teenager who was just a stranger to me a while before.

Well, I only answered his question.

"That's it, that's how I don't get bored as long as I have my rules to play by." I said as we turned the last corner and he paused, "and that's it too. You'd have to get him yourself, he's in that room." Kian said motioning me to the end of the corridor and I glared at him then suppressed a laugh when thought how Mr Full of Broodiness would react finding him behind all of this.

Why was I getting too frank about this? I had one thing to do, which was to barge in and tell him to train the guards back there. Just ignore his attitude and get yourself a tour around this place and also find the second suspicious woman on your list.

I took a breath of confidence and turned the doorknob.

The door opened to reveal a room, which I was expecting but then I saw the bed and I froze. This was a f*****g bedroom.

You're kidding me. That i***t led me to Theodore Ardolf's bedroom?

However this would end, I better have a good reason for barging into his room. The first thing that came into view was the bed then the side tables then a lot of other things that belonged in a bedroom and that only made it more true that it was indeed a bedroom.

Okay, you have a reason and that is about his lack of responsibility towards the guards awaiting him in the arena. - I told myself then stepped inside.

I slowly walked in and didn't improve my pace until I was sure nobody was around which now seemed odd considering how Kian had said that he was here. Well, that boy didn't mention this room as his bedroom as well so he was a very untrustable source.

I should have known that.

Don't deny those dirty thoughts about him, now when you are standing in his bedroom. - the devil stroke again.

I was ready to scold the inner demon of mine but a large hand came around my mouth and I was lifted off the ground while something trapped my arms. My first instinct was to grab my gun but whatever it was, it had my arms tied the first.

And my first lesson on that's what happens when you let the devil strike.

I wriggled in the grip and tried to break myself free but soon stilled when felt another body pressing hard to my back.

Who the f**k?

It soon hit me that my arms were locked uniquely, the one I had no idea how to get out of and my mouth was covered with a strong hand as it gripped tightly making me unable to speak. Hell, I couldn't even use my last resort which was to bite the hand because his grip was extraordinarily tight.

however, my legs were still free and flying around even freely. I pulled my leg as far as possible and aimed at the man's shin, hoping that it would work this once too. My leg was soon launched into motion but instead of only my leg hitting things, my whole being collapsed on the ground.

"Oumph." the words escaped my mouth as I hit the ground hard.

Whoever it was, they better have a good reason or have misunderstood because I was about to blow their brains out. Without wasting another second, I ignored all my pain and shot my hand out to the place where my gun rested and pulled it out aiming at the silhouette figure.

When my vision cleared out I almost forgot how to breathe.

Theodore f*****g Valdez stood across me shirtless and with a gun aimed at me. How mesmerizing of a view I was getting from down at the floor, I knew better than to let it show especially when this man had the ego as big as-

His abs.

I swallowed the drool forming in my mouth because my devilish side was trying to lose control and kept my focus on the aim. "Put it down, Miss Bentley." His deep musky voice was dead serious as if he was ready to blow my head anytime.

My jaws clenched and I got up a bit from the floor, enough to support myself on my arm while I used the other to look as intimidating as possible.

That waist, if h wanted a fight about who was more intimidating then I wasn't backing off. Although my wrists hurt from his tough grip but still, accept to suffer in pain but wouldn't once let my ego down.

That may be too much, but I was right about the part of being more intimidating.

We stared at each other for as long as I could remember before, "I won't put my gun down, why don't you try first?" I retorted and his eyes narrowed, his amber orbs shining through those deep eyes.