Garnet 1

𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐧

"Ashton you should know why I called you today. You are now a part of the Cosa Nostra. Not just a part but you are soon to be the next Don. I'm also going to hand over my power to you. The Correleinds, you are going to be the CEO of the corporate not just the Ernest enterprise. "

My father, William Grey spoke as I listened to him intently. Father wasn't a person who would take No for an answer. He has never been a good father even less a "father".

Soon I left the mansion. I called Larson, who was currently investigating the fucker, Henry. He apparently was a spy who leaked information about the correleinds.

" Larson did you find that snitch"

" Yes, boss he's a professor at the Princeton uni. "

"It quite surprising to know that fucker managed to hide his job and identity"

" boss, he is the one who tried to steal data from our server but he couldn't even break in That's why he got caught"

Larson replied with an uneasy tone.

"It's been four fucking years since that person stole our confidential shipment data and you couldn't find him? "

Four years ago someone stole the shipment data which was extremely confidential. The person who hacked the highly secured server remained anonymous. It was extremely hard to trace him since all his digital evidence were

Immediately erased. The same server contained all the information about the five families of Cosa Nostra.

I left for Princeton as soon as I got the information about that snitch. Though he's not the culprit I won't leave anyone who touches or tries to touch anything which belongs to me. I met Larson on my way who came from the headquarters of the Correleinds.

As soon as we reached Princeton uni, I instructed Larson to find that bastard Henry.

I went to the corridors of the college and slowly walked until I saw Larson dragging Henry.

He was on the ground with his shirt torn and covered with dirt. I grabbed him by the collar while I squatted down to meet his face.

" Mr Henry or should I call you Johnson"

His eyes widened while I called out his real name. He started begging while my grip on his collar tightened.

" Mr Grey, I didn't mean to do it I-was threatened by someone I swear "

" Huh, So you do know what you did wrong. Now tell me who made you do it"

" Mr grey I really don't know anything about that person. Someone called me and asked me to hack into your corporate. They sent me the photos and location of my wife and children and threatened to kill them if I didn't obey their orders. "

"Henry you still haven't realised about your situation right now. Those people you said only threatened to kill your family but I know that you neither have a wife nor children. you know that I could kill you-"

As I was about to complete my sentence, Henry grabbed a pocket knife and came at me. But little did he know that I saw through him way before he thought about his attack.

I slapped away his hands and slammed him on the ground and started punching him endlessly. Blood splurted from his mouth while he slowly lost consciousness. I lost my control and punched him aimlessly until I heard a thud behind my back. My hands were covered in crimson blood while he lay there unconscious. By Richard Millie watch was covered in blood. I wiped the blood on my fingers and knuckles and turned around to see the origin of the thud sound.

I saw a girl in a green oversized hoodie lying on the ground, supine. Her glasses broke into pieces due to the impact. She took her broken glass frame and wore it while her friend helped her get up. Her long black hair hit her face. Though she was wearing a hoodie, her body wasn't average. I could say that she had a quite good figure.

I smirked at the scared girl and said in a loud voice.

" Larson, clean up this mess and take this bastard to the hospital. I don't want a single whisper to escape this place. "

No time to play but it was fun seeing her frantic. I walked past her until I caught a glimpse of her eyes through my peripheral vision. Her eyes were dripping pools of honey but I also saw a dangerous glint in those eyes which was quite strange. I could care less but something about the girl is intriguing. I thought she was scared until I saw those eyes. They were captivating.

The rest of the day was just me doing the normal things. Normal means some killings and meetings. After an exhausting day, I needed some rest. A good fuck can relieve all the frustration. The last time I got laid was a month ago and that didn't end well. Some cockblock poisoned the blonde whom I was about to fuck. Since she was plastic it wasn't a loss.

I don't do love. It wasn't my thing, I've never felt anything like attraction to anyone except the physical one. Love doesn't mean anything to me. It's just another illusion created by men. That's why I only had one-night stands.

I went back to the Sinnor mansion where I lived alone. Solitude. I liked it. I went to the master bedroom on the second floor. After a long enervating day I needed a cold shower. Having all the clothes removed, I let the water slide down. I closed my eyes as a series of scenes painted with scarlet blood started playing. Among them, I saw a familiar brown honey eye. Suddenly the dots of questions connected. Those eyes I saw today were similar to the ones that I saw a few years ago.

I whispered while the cold water trickled down my lips. "The girl in red? "

About a year or two ago, I met a young lady. She was painted red by blood. I saw a fire in her eyes as I stared into the pair of honey pools. I was lost in her eyes for a second but she meticulously escaped from me

I got out of the shower as the thoughts of that night invaded my mind like a troupe.

I wrapped myself in a bathrobe and poured myself a glass of champagne. As I brought the glass of champagne to my lips I thought about all the likelihoods of them being the same person. It was impossible because how is it possible for anyone to identify a person just by looking at their eyes?

"What in the actual fuck did I get myself in." I facepalmed as I continued to drink the content in the glass.