Introduction

Luxury, money, parties, and everything that comes with it. You name it, they have it. More like they 'Buy' it. Normies wouldn't understand but, this family's job is way more than what they expect and see. No one would've thought that 'this' family carries a deeper secret than they think. What do they have up their sleeve this time?

Luvox Xanthos, the head of the Mafia family. The Mr. Two-faced owner of the Xanthos group of companies. Behind that Angelic and handsome face, no body would believe that he's behind all huge crimes in the their city.

"Once again, 50 million dollars, take it or leave it?" As stern as any dominant man's voice could get.

"You can't get anything from me," An irritating smirk was once again plastered on the man they held captive for a month.

Flaring in anger, Vox throws a huge blow on the man's face, "fine. Say your last words then," Yet another hit in the abdomen and a hard kick right in the bridge of his nose.

"Take him out,"

Was the last thing Vox said before a gun shot was heard inside the old warehouse they always use as hide out.

"You know what to do," Putting on his coat, immediately head out looking as if nothing has happened inside the warehouse.

Vaughn Adalane Xanthos, the only daughter of Luvox Xanthos. A student athlete by day, and a skilled Assassin by night. Specializes in long range sniping.

"I want you to know each and every guns, ammo's, magazines we store in here," An 8 year old young Vaughn was being trained in an early age.

No one had a glimpse of clue that this girl will be her father's right hand when it comes to crimes.

In her teenage days, she started target shooting and sniping. Not long, it became her pastime.

Then comes her first ever heist with her Dad. Disguising, pretending to fit in the crowd before everything went Boom.

"I got eyes on the target. Waiting permission to open fire, sir" eyeing the target through the scope of her sniper as she sends words through her earpiece.

"Wait for it," Putting a finger on the trigger. Getting ready to shoot any time.

"And Shoot." Pulling the sniper's trigger, the man on the other side of the rooftop building collapsed with a bullet through the head.

"Bullseye," Vaughn whispers. "Mission complete. Heading back to the headquarters," holding the earpiece as she speaks.

Rade Gonzalvo, more of in the technical crew. Or the brains of the Heist.

"I've unlocked the code to the security doors, sir. Waiting for the crew to enter,"

Rade only goes out when the plan doesn't go as is. But usually, he's in the tent with the other technical crew, guiding the heist to success.

"There's no one up front. Vaughn report to the Prodigy immediately," Rade speaks through the headset he has. "By the way, Nice headshot," A smirk appears on Rade's face.

Jax Sanchez, the son of one of the highest paid criminal and illegal doings around their city

"Hold on ladies, I can't take you all home at once" the arrogant cocky guy smirked at both ladies seated on his lap. With hands roaming all over each other.

"Oh come on, Jax It's not like you're not used to taking home more than one girl," The woman wearing a backless dress that perfectly hugs her curves speaks.

"It's totally fine by me if you take both of us home," The other girl says in her most seductive way possible.

"I'm sorry ladies but, I have curfew," tapping his shining Rolex and laughs mischievously.

"Curfew?" both of the ladies asks in confusion. Rolling their eyes to their dismay.

Walking out of the club like the arrogant jerk he is. Getting into his Volkswagen parked just outside the club. Speeding through the road as if not caring about being followed by cops.

"Arrest me all you want, I'll always find my way out" he says.

How far will their journey go? Will they be able to get held back by cops? Or will they continue the biggest crimes around the city?