Chapter 22: Betrayed
Tartarus sub-headquarters
Russia
Julian Romanov's pov
All the sinners and lawbreakers were under one roof, the people for whom the quintessence of water was thicker than the crimson blood flowing were enjoying the feast.
Clarion of red liquor flowing from the fountain set in the middle of the golden ballroom provided a peace which was uncertain.
I made my way towards the person for whom I had organised this soirée.
"Ajax Waylon, I am glad you graced us with your presence" the heir smirked as those words were uttered, his eyes held darkness in them, the one I saw years ago in his mother.
His mother was one beautiful woman, brave, kind, intelligent, she was my precious girl -the perfect one to give birth to this Brazilian beast. Years, it had been years since I saw her last and I could help but feel guilty of my crimes. She was my sister and I couldn't help her much at the time when she needed me the most but I was ready to make up for it.
"I am elated too Uncle Julian" I saw as a dark shadow covering my nephew's face as he took in her people surrounding us.
"Who is this young lady Ajax, if you don't mind me asking?"
"No one whom you should be concerned of." he stonly replied while the girl clutched his arm softly. A sting of hurt passed through me, he despised me and it was crystal clear.
"Alaina Storm, pleasure meeting you Sir" her melodic voice introduced herself and I saw a flare of pride burning in those green irises- a princess for sure.
"Hello my dear-"
But as I recognised who she really was my fist clenched with unfanthomable anger, she was the girl, she was that girl.
"Ajax how dare you" I roared while gritting my teeth keeping my voice low enough for him to hear.
"It wasn't her fault, touch her hair even and I will bury you alive, Uncle or not" Ajax's voice has got dangerously low at the end.
"Meet me in the office after the party" I commanded him.
"I will meet you in your office right now" he took her hand and led her upstairs and I can't help but be surprised when my soilders parted for him like he was their king.
Fyra's Place
Russia
Cally's pov
My emotions were rippling like a stone thrown in stagnant water, sitting infront of Ryan in a cozy Egyptian style restaurant with him confessing his love for me was like ice cold water being showered upon me.
He dragged me to this place, the homey atmosphere with various heighliographs drawn on the golden walls depicting Pharos, their gold, Ruby and treasure chest, it all appeared very royale but classic.
I was quitely sipping my chocolate shake while he had his chilled beer.
Earlier I was so radiant that I have broken his and Alaina's possible strengthening friendship and maybe future love but right now I was rather disoriented.
His hatred for Alaina and Ace was surprising, so was his confession that he was never attracted to her and his friendship with Ace was rather fallacious. His soft hold on my chin awakened me from my thoughts.
"Cally he is not a good boy he appears to be, he is one hell of a devil, we need to separate him from Alaina or their power together will be undisputed." "Again her? Ryan, Ace is a freaking nerd, an ugly one at that too, I don't know why you are so much concerned about him? He is your friend, right?
"He is not my friend, listen to me Cally, he is a dangerous person, he needs to be tamed, his power has to be controlled and he must be brought down on his knees before he brings the whole world on theirs." "Okay, I had enough of your fantasies, I should probably go." he grabbed my wrist stopping me as I tried to get up.
"He wants to kill your father..." that made me freeze. "The only way to stop him is to inform your father."
"Who is he?" I asked my eyes blown wild and mind on full alert.
"His name is not Ace..... His real name is Ajax Waylon and I am sure you have heard that name."
My mind and body froze, a chill ran down my spine with a fear so terrifying like never experienced before seized me into it's clutches.
He was the type of person I never wanted to encounter...ever, the merciless and ruthless killer, Alaina being with him made me concerned, he wasn't a good boy, he was...
Ajax Waylon, the Brazilian Mafia Don who killed his own father when he was merely ten years old enthroning as King of Underworld.