Falling for the Billionaire Mob Boss

haved as he claimed it made him look younger. Legally, he was into the sales of modern artworks and ceramics. On the side, he ran a smuggling ring and underground sales of rare objects. His l

jeeps stopped at the entrance of the trade venue. It was all dark as it was night already, so the vehicles belonging to both parties had their headlights on. A good number of men came off the black jeeps and wait

Victor had an intimidating look. He was a direct opposite of Octavio. He was much taller and alm

ean looking man to drop two black bags to the ground

ed Octavio. "I

in. He held a cold gaze at Octavio, who un

to come by these day

ng, my boss trust

parked vehicle behind them. He was no stranger to distrust. In this line of business, it was a powerful weapon every party wielded including him. Although he was a grea

ad come fully armed and who could blame eith

, eyeballs rolled in their sockets on immobile faces, scanning and monitoring every bit of the scene for

oesn't seem fair...to me. After all these years of doing business together, I'm yet to know my real contact, the Collector. A

lly necessary but-" He held back the rest of the sentence. He thought 'this might

ement but Victor retained his silence. "Not like I'm trying to po

ion of any meeting

rse he was. Although he had mastered this act and could pull off looks without giving out anything, today seemed differen

should know better. I hope you understand... Its just business." Octa

flew past him and caught one of Octavi

quired by Octavio and serverd this very purpose. It was his home turf, his tra

otiation spot was a hundred percent in its view. One couldn't be more careful about such places. The warehouse was all metal except for the materials used in construction of the office section which looked like they had seen better days and quite oddly, a large partially covered glass which rested on one of the racks. Victor also noticed the glass when they walked in and it provided a view of h

ver, they shot at each other and docked when possible. An escort shielded Victor while two others fired at random targets to provide some cover until he was safe in his bullet proof vehicl

to their positions and asked for more men to be stationed at the gate. He thought if he was followed, they should be on guard to ward off the adversary. Although it was almost unlikely to happen since he couldn't recall seeing

buying party was victorious and had begun to remove every trace of their presence at the scene. Of the seventeen gunmen t

way." one gunman said to th

ain and make sure we're

n sent to retrieve the cargo among them. But the other was nowhere to be found. One gunman saw a trail of blood from behind one of Octavio's team vehi

upper part of his belly and another bullet had pierced

e of the gunmen asked and lifted the m

got what we came for, I don't think its nice to take more. Moreover this

dead guy and tossed it to the dying man, whil