Perfectionist

Betrayal's Just Part of the Packge

Everything was going well.

Really well.

Multi-Mania was like a rising star that showed no signs of stopping and I had taken a period to cool my head down.

I was getting too hot-headed, achievements getting into my mind and boosting my ego.

I never wanted to become absolutely arrogant like those sons and daughters of business tycoons who believe that they're all powerful just 'cause their dad is rich.

Well I can understand it isn't just their fault entirely.

If I was someone without my knowledge of the past life I'd surely have turned into some spoiled brat that depended solely on my doting family to get by.

The moment I crossed the line and did something stupid, I'd fall from my pedestal and worst case scenario, I'd get disowned.

The best case would be me getting married off for benefits.

Anyway, back to the day.

Like I said, it was a good day.

It was the weekends and the time I got to unwind and relax at home without a care in the world.

So yeah, I was lying on my bed, thinking of how insignificant I was on a cosmic sense when-

'Ring...Ring...'

My phone rang.

"El here."

"Antonio."

"..." My mind struggles to remember who Antonio is when I remember it's that guy who I threatened a while back.

"Ah yeah. You. Do you need something from me? Hotel recommendations? The suicide hotline? Will to live? Take your pick." I answer without pausing.

Silence.

"...Was that a joke?" He answers me in confusion.

"No it wasn't." I reply sarcastically.

"Oh. Okay then. Hotel recommendations?" Antonio answered so seriously I could visualise him frowning slightly while thinking about how to answer.

"..." I flopped back from my crossed-leg position and into 'lazy shithead' form,"Never mind. What did you call me for?"

"Huh? Oh!" He suddenly realises that he called me and says,"I originally wanted to be cool but dad says to just be sincere. So I called you directly to pass you something."

I frown,"What's the catch."

"You can check with any editing or photoshop expert if you don't find my words credible. But the footage I'm about to show you is not altered." Antonio tells me with a serious tone, causing me to frown.

"What's this about?"

"Miss Niko, after you see this footage, please do consider cooperate with us. Consider this my Giovanni family's apology and show of goodwill towards you."

He hangs up and moments later-

'Ding!'

My phone rang as a new message was sent to it.

I open it and the screen's pitch black.

I frown,"Is this a prank? No, the Giovanni family wouldn't joke around with their son in possible danger."

I sucked in a deep breath and pressed the play button.

What I heard next, I was...Shocked.

Confused, aggravated, angered.