Red

CHAPTER 55.

55. Lorenzo

unedited...

"I wasn't expecting this meet up so soon."

Complete absence of sound echoes the area as I kept my mouth shut.

"I was waiting until I drained your bank account, which would leave your organization crumbling from a financial liquidation and what a joy that would be..."

He chuckled darkly as he kept his back towards me. "Seeing you and your men swimming as your debts overflows you in tall waves....All thanks to Aurora?"

He paused and smirked cockily over his shoulders as he notice how sharp I had become, my jaw clenching as I apply force to my teeth in anger.

"Oh, pardon me. My bad. How could I forget, seems as if I'm struggling with a selective memory. Like I said, all thanks to that large backside Red Ruiz.."

He licked his lips as he said her name with a tone I didn't appreciate, the tongue ring on the tip glistening as his light blue eyes conformed to that of lust.

Pale skin overtook his wide muscular frame, he was an inch shorter than me as I craned my neck to stare him down.

Artem ran his fingers through his hair which from the roots had black strands but then let out to the ends with a mid-night blue color. The top of his hair was longer than the sides as well as the back as it was cut into a low fade.

An X tatted mark was on his neck as the coded words to his family name ran among his jawline. In the words:

SOD, 1978

Silence over dishonor. This was the tatted marking Red spoke about when she mapped it out the night they killed River.

They obviously didn't live up to the code and I was here to prove that fact to the fucker.

I drew blood from within my palms as I dug my fingers into a fist. My mind blocking and conditioning from his expression in complete anger from his attraction towards my woman.

"Because then I wouldn't have gotten a hefty amount which summed up to $50, million dollars from your off shore bank account...."

He turn his body around and leaned his back on the steel railings that over look the busy club as well as the strippers.

"Like always you're just a soft soap to me Lorenzo. You think I don't know who killed my brother?" He smirked.

"There's a mole among your organization my dearest enemy and just for the sake of money, he'd do anything I command."

I concealed the very anger that I felt, my gaze cold as I stood across from him. Fire was behind me as well as Artem's men of eight who stood around the area as they watch in silence.

"Does this mean that I should thank you for keeping me on guard." I folded my arms across my chest as from the corner of my eyes I map out each of his men tight body stance.

Artem frowned then chuckled in humor as if I gave him a joke. "Yes you should thank me for telling you that your men aren't what they seemed. I am doing you a favor."

"The only favor that you can do for me fucker, is the day I finally stop you from breathing." I calmly stated to the grinning bastard, a complete opposite to what I truly felt inside as my very mind outlines ways in which I could send this mother fucker to the deepest core of hell.

"Lorenzo watch out!" Fire yelled and I instantly felt the presence of a body behind me.

On pure reflexes, I shift my head to the side immediately as the bullet, grazed the top of my ear and flew pass me towards the air of the club.