Chapter 10, Left hook

Luke p.o.v

I'm so royally fucked.

So much so, that by the end of thirst period, I get on my motorcycle and leaves school. I have to go punch something. I decide.

I asked Liam and Jack to take the Mark home, Because if I stay here longer ,I'll punch someone to death, I swear. They groaned, because Mark can be a handful, but neither dared to question me.

Usually I ask my second, Calvin, to take Mark home, but I didn't because he's out dealing with that bloody drug-dealer that's getting high on our supply. I swear to God, I better hit something soon.

I speed past racing cars, going faster than I usually do, because even if that Bugatti is fast, it can't zig-zag through traffic quite like my Harley over here.

I get to my mansion in under five minutes, even if it's quite the distance. When I spot my mom's Mercedes in the drive-way, I allow myself to grow in frustration.

"Luke!" Mother greets when I walk in.

"What are you doing here?" I asked while she throws her arms around me.

"Your dearest is back from her trip to Pairs! Aren't you happy with see me?" she asked abs finally let go.

"You online care here when you're after something," I pointed out.

My knuckles are itching. I really need to get to the work-out room.

Mother pouts and dusts of invisible dust from her designer dress. Believe it or not, but we used to be even richer. This is considered a low for us. Back before I was gang leader, we had five house around the country instead of just this one, but that damn Steward and his father just had to-

"Honey, stories are floating around," she said.

"What stories?"

"Apparently, there's a bet you and East-side have."

I go quite, inspecting my mother. Oh yeah, she's back because she wants me to win. Winning means total control of Tygerwell and control of Tygerwell means our former fortune will be restored. Tygerwell might not seem like much, but that's exactly how it should be. It's the perfect hidden little town and no one important would suspect what's in the containers the ships keep dropping off at the docks.

"Yeah, well have a bet," I replied.

"And do you think you can get this, this Sofia Marigold to fall for you? "

"I really throught so," I answer.

The fact is that I'm not one for taken girl. And apparently Sofia has been dating a guy for the last five years! Last night this bet seemed much more possible than it does now.

Mother's grey eyes turn hard. We share same eyes so I know that it just went from silver to steel. On top of the possibility of having Tygerwell to ourselves, there's also the Rick that we end up losing. That we're the ones that has to leave and that will probably be the end of us.

No more designer clothes and Paris trips for Mother then.

"What do you mean, you thought so?" Mother demand.

"I found out that girl has a boyfriend," I said.

"Then kill him,"

"Mother"

"You're going to win that bts at any cost. The fate of whole business rests on your ridiculous capability of fucking that girl," Mother said.

She doesn't shout, but sharpness still gets me

"I'll make it work."

Mother's eyes go back to sliver. "That's my good boy. Your father would've wanted you to make this work," she said.

Yeah, Mother would know all about that. The night my father handed over the gang time my older brother, they both got killed in a targeted gang shooting. That damn East-side made me the fucking leader. I was fifteen and not sure what the hell I was supposed to do.

Fortunately, my brother got a shot at Mr.Steward's spin and the man is in a wheelchair. Appropriate for his son to take over. Two freshly anointed gang leaders that swore the other's death.

"Why don't you invite her over some time? I can play loving-mother-in-law and make her feel right at home?" Mother suggests.

"I'll think about it,"

"And play the dead father and brother card. That would get her to feel sympathy for you also make her hate Jayden," Mother adds.

I leave the room in blink.

Mother actually used to be nice before Father dies. Sure, she's always been one for money, but... But her eye were always sliver and after that horrible day, her eyes started turning into hard steal. I guess death does that to a person.

When I make it to my room, I strip down to my boxers and pull on some guys shorts. I throw on my sleeveless workout-hoody, strap my fists and nd making my way to workout room.

How and I going to deal with this boyfriend of Sofia has? They're been dating for five years! If Sofia was a normal girl, I would've sucked up my pride and still be able to seduce her, but unfortunately she failed the test and that damn paint that always on her,tell me she's not cheater.

Before I can start murdering the punching-bag , I get text Liam.

[Liam]

-Bro, I am watching Sofia like you asked she just told Steward that she has a cool boyfriend.

I don't know what to think about the message...Is Stewards the kind of guy that would back off like or won't it matter that slightest to him? Considering he's is basically a pimp, I'm thinking it the latter.

I texted back:

[You]

-And?

Liam's text code's soon after.

[Liam]

-And it doesn't seem to bother him.....

Alarms good off in my head. Day one and the bastard it's probably already on the lead. I should never left school! I should never have left Sofia to get stopped by Steward.

I started punching the punching-bag.

I imagine Steward's face when I do and the only makes me hit harder faster.

Camille has a part tomorrow night. Sure, it's on the East side of town, but there's no way I'm going to let Steward have Sofia all all to himself .

This bet is mine.

Left hook, right hook, jab, elbow, I've got a town to take back. Left hook, right hook, jab, elbow. Even if it means playing dirty. Left hook, right hook, jab, elbow. Stewards took my family. Left hook, right hook, jab, elbow. He's not taking my business. Left hook, right hook, jab, elbow. Or Sofia. Left hook.

The punching-bag breaks.