7:26 PM
Los Angeles
February
3 days until Valentines Day...
"Mr. Cashmere...", someone greeted Leon as he sat down in a chair, leaning his arms on top of the large round brown table.
"Mr. Mancini...", he replied to him, it was Marcello, the Italian who had an offer to bring to them, to break the evil hatred between and strengthen a new bond where it could lead to possible success.
"Such a handsome man, consider that as a compliment from the person who you wouldn't want to see, isn't that right?", Leon hadn't told anyone about the offer to anyone in his family since he doesn't trust them or even if he did, they'll probably tell him to decline and move forward.
"Correct, Mr. Mancini. You're actually lucky to be here still breathing around a Russian presence...", Leon told him, staring at him directly.
"I have some documents and files I think you'll love to see", Marcello showed him a stack of file folders in front of his eyes before handing it to a man next to him, the man walked up to Leon's direction and handed the documents to him.
"And this is?", Leon looked through the first few files, they were quite interesting as he read through them.
"A document that could help us both", Marcello replied to him, smiling faintly.
"To be your...", Leon muttered, he was astonished by what Marcello was planning.
"We want to help you as your intel source to bring W.I.N down, in return, we want you to be our supplier", Leon looked up to him, Marcello was smirking slightly.
"I mean, we have heard you have a good amount of armor and weapons, even helicopters, I've been told", Leon glared at him deeply, it was true, most of his allies, like C.H.E.S.S and Mexican Cartel have been supplied with weapons and other items from Leon himself, since he's one of the few assassins in his family, unlike his grandfather who gets his money from just being a drug dealer.
"I'll give you all the intel and support you need, and you'll hand us put supplies in return. Is that okay?", Marcello asked him, Leon stared down at the paper for a few moments, making sure he's not being fallen into a trap.
"It also says you'll be helping us create a plan to stop him...", Leon told him, Marcello nodded his head quietly.
"The other files is what can help us to stop him. We have to give him a taste of his own blood...", he replied to him.
"So we're good?", Marcello questioned him lastly, Leon was silent for a long moment before suddenly he pulled out his blue ink pen and started to sign his signature.
Marcello's eyes flew open in surprise, he actually persuaded him to accept the offer in he had in his mind.
"Oh shit! Fuck these bitches...", a voice shouted as someone bursts through the door, it was Parker and Lianelle.
"Oh wow...look who we have here", Marcello said, respectfully.
"Ha- wait...uh- good evening. How is everybody here doing?", Parker greeted them all, Noel was sitting down next to Leon,listening to the conversation in silence.
"Good evening, how is it going for everybody?", Lianelle walked up towards them, she sat down in one of the chairs confidently before waving at Noel.
"Hey love, anything else going on?", Lianelle teased Noel, Noel laughed softly.
"Not much, cariño. But it's nice to see your beautiful face again...", Noel teased back, Parker snickered at their tension going on, somehow he sensed that Lianelle may have a thing on her sleeve for her best friend.
"Damn, didn't know you two where such lovebirds...", Parker remarked, Lianelle looked over at Noel before winking at him. "I guess we are", Noel replied to him, his friend and himself both laughed happily.
"Well let's get down to business...", Leon interrupted, he didn't mind the thing going on between Lianelle and his bodyguard but they really needed to talk about the plan to get their perfect revenge that'll have his enemy down at his feet, forgiving him for all the mistakes he made as he watches him burn in the ashes of the dead.
°~8:01 PM~°
"As you have signed it, I want you to open the other documents for a big surprise...", Leon opened another file, it had a check worth of...29 million dollars?!
"That's the money we got from his bank account", Leon closed the file before going to the next one, it had pictures of a license plate, a location of a factory, and pictures of a man in a black mask.
"The car he usually drives, where his hideout is, and the man himself, W.I.N", Marcello explained to him in detail, Leon extended the pictures towards the middle of the table, Parker reached out for the picture of the location, a huge warehouse.
"This is where he hides his supplies or what is it?", Parker asked Marcello. "Correct and where the main source of his drugs are. We are planning on stealing his supplies and drugs. Then we are going to attack him on the casino, Pink Diamond", Marcello went into detail on his plan, everyone actually seemed to agree to it, it didn't sound as bad as they thought.
"We're going to invade his warehouse an use it as our hideout, then we can use it as blackmail...", Marcello continued, in a fascinated way.
"And then we can use it to give us more money in exchange. Afterwards, we'll give him the factory back to find it empty and then we'll burn it into pieces. After he realized he has lost half of his stuff, he'll get scared of getting onto us", Leon filled more details in the plan while staring at Marcello.
"And that's how we're going to do it!", Marcello slammed his hand against the table before laughing maliciously.
"Alright, we see what's up", Parker smiled at them, it seemed so evil but that's what every mafia leader loves, revenge and evil.
"So we're down or what?", Leon and Parker looked over at each other before nodding their heads.
"Doesn't seem bad", Leon told him, Marcello smiled happily, he was so astounded by Leon's agreement, just shows how creative he can be.
"Well then, should we celebrate or what?", Parker asked them happily, Lianelle stood up from her seat and started to head towards the door.
"Should we go?", Lianelle asked everyone, smiling.
"I guess we should call it a celebration", Leon replied, Parker clapped his hands happily before laughing.
"Let's go then, motherfuckers!", Parker chanted from joy, he got up from his seat and ran towards the door before opening it and walking with Lianelle.
"Let's go", Marcello said, standing up to take his leave, Leon got all of his files in hand.
He got his black plain backpack before placing all of the documents in there, he stood up and left the room with Noel.
Once he stepped outside, Marcello walked out before extending his hand.
"Thank you, I mean it", Marcello said as they both shook their hands.
"You are welcome", Leon replied to him before walking towards the elevator, where he was going to go to the main room.
°~9:17 PM~°
"Hey, remember that one time I dyed my hair pink and you didn't recognized me so you ignored me for an entire week? I remember when I said it was me, you literally laughed at me and bullied me so much I went back to my natural color", Lianelle said to his best friend, they were both sitting down on the floor and laughing at each other, Lianelle pointed towards him as she was laughing hysterically.
"Pink hair doesn't suit you, Lia...", Noel replied to her, while he took a sip of his whiskey.
"Why are you guys on the floor?", Parker asked them as he took a shot of his tequila, everyone was drinking tonight, they'll definitely end up drunk or tipsy afterwards.
"It's comfortable over here, I love being on the floor", Noel joked around as he laughed softly.
"You can't drink too much, you know?", Lianelle reminded Noel, he sighed before bringing his cold glass onto his lips, taking another sip.
"I know, but at least I can drink a little bit", Noel told her since he was technically off duty, she giggled as she poured some whiskey into her glass, then taking a few sips.
"Are you seeing these little rats on the floor, man? They crazy for that", Parker told Leon from the distance as he was drinking a shot of tequila, he actually loves drinking tequila, though only does it when his daughter isn't around.
"Don't get too drunk, Leon! This is your second shot already", Parker warned him as he walked over to sit next to him in the large red, silky couch.
"Shut the fuck up", Leon decided to pour another shot into his cup, Parker exhaled deeply as he took a third shot in front of him.
"I want another one", Leon told him as he reached out to pour a shot, Marcello laughed at them as he knew Leon was trying to annoy Parker, which he did.
"Fuck you", Parker insulted him, Leon lowered his glass cup down, he decided to pull out his cellphone as he wrapped an arm around Parker's neck, suddenly he kissed him lightly on his cheek.
"Alright, you little bitch, I forgive you...just drink up, I guess", Parker muttered at him, angrily.
"HEY!", Lianelle screamed at top of her lungs while reaching out for the bottle of whiskey Noel was holding in his hand.
"Are you guys alright?", Marcello looked over at the two people that were on the floor, he cackled happily before taking his shot of tequila.
"Those people are fucking crazy", Parker said, looking towards them as Noel started to back away from his friend, moving his drink to the side with other hand.
"All of us are crazy, we have to admit that", Leon replied to his remark as he scrolled through social media.
Marcello giggled as he got the bottle of tequila and poured another shot, drinking it instantly.
"All of us are gonna get drunk as fuck, especially Lianelle over there", Parker pointed towards her as she poured her third glass of whiskey.
"She can really drink, huh?", Marcello asked, Parker nodded his head while looking towards him.
Leon rested his head towards Parker's shoulder, he felt kind of tired.
"You're getting sleepy, huh? Take a little bit more if you want", Leon stayed quiet as he was scrolling through his phone, there wasn't anything special to look at.
"Wait- Stop it!", Noel raised his voice as he got pinned down to the floor, Lianelle started to kiss him softly on the lips.
"Woah! It really got heated in here", Parker declared as he saw the scenario with his eyes wide open and his jaw dropped, furrowing his eyebrows.
Leon turned off his cellphone before he saw as Lianelle was kissing his bodyguard repeatedly on the floor as she was on top of him, his eyes flew open slightly from astonishment.
"Okay- Lianelle! Stop it! Stop it!", Noel yelled at her, she suddenly got off of him while smirking at him playfully. "That was unexpected...", Leon commented, Parker and Marcello both started to laugh hysterically.
"Lianelle, I thought you were joking", Noel told his friend as he sat up, he laughed softly.
"Who said I was joking, love?", Lianelle teased him again, Noel turned his head to look at Parker and Marcello laughing their asses off from what Leon said.
"It was really unexpected for that shit to happen", Marcello said, cackling. "At least he enjoyed it", Leon said, the rest of them but him laughed hysterically.
"You did though, right?", Lianelle asked him, smiling faintly. "I don't even know", Noel looked over his shoulder at the guys from the distance.
"I'll put the bottle away now, you've been drinking too much", Noel stood up from the floor before picking up the bottle of whiskey, walking over to the cabinets and placing it back inside, shutting the cabinet door.
"Wait...", Noel opened it again, he noticed there is a bottle of Malibu.
"Sir Cashmere, can I get a shot of the Malibu you have?", Noel asked Leon, since they were actually at the Cashmere Industries building, they had to ask him for permission.
"Get it, I want to have a shot too", Leon walked over at his direction, though tequila is his favorite drink, Malibu is the one drink he has a lot of memories with.
"I want Malibu!", Lianelle exclaimed, getting up immediately. She stumbled faintly before walking towards the countertop.
"You had too much already", Noel insisted on giving her any more alcohol, but Leon got a few glasses for all of them. "Shit, me too. Let's go, man", Parker walked his way over where they were, he sat in a chair next to the kitchen island.
Marcello also joined in, and Leon started to pour shots for everyone. "For the new alliance, motherfuckers", Parker raised his glass in the air, everyone did the same thing before tapping each other's drinks slightly.
"Cheers", Lianelle said, they all took their shots before putting the bottle back in its place.
"What a great night, isn't that right, Mr. Cashmere?", Marcello asked him, it was crazy for his old enemy to be his new ally.
"I don't know, you tell me", Leon replied as leaned towards the countertop, looking around Noel and Lianelle kept talking to each other.
"And what about that one time we went out fishing in Lousiana, and we both went on a boat and accidentally left Denise behind while we were over there for a good three long hours before we came back?", Noel asked Lianelle, they both laughed hysterically.
"You were so rude for leaving her behind, she was there waiting the entire time", Lianelle told him, she went over to grab their glasses of whiskey, Noel's glass was empty, so Lianelle finished there rest of her drink before slamming it against the countertop aggressively.
"You're going to break the glass like that, mujer. Be careful", Noel told her as he laughed lightly.
"Someone pass us the tequila", Parker said, Lianelle turned around to get the bottle, and went back before handing it to him.
"Alright, Noel...you in for a shot?", he asked Leon's bodyguard, he poured it into their glass.
"Anytime", Noel replied, he got his shot before drinking it immediately.
Parker also took his shot, Parker poured a shot for Leon into his glass, he smiled delightfully.
"There you go", Parker told him, Leon stared over at his friend before drinking his shot without a word.
"Holy shit, Leon. You're good?", Parker asked him as he had noticed he's taken four shots already.
"I'm good for one more", Leon replied to him as he poured another shot into his glass, he felt quite tipsy already.
"I feel the alcohol kicking in", Lianelle told everyone as she has drunk the most out of everyone.
"You should have some time ago", Noel told her, as he poured another shot of tequila, he also felt the alcohol kicking in.
"Marcello, you in for another shot?", Parker asked him, Noel gave him the tequila before Parker poured another shot into his glass. "Of course", he replied, extending his glass towards him, his friend poured tequila into his glass.
They all took their shots seamlessly, Marcello grabbed the bottle before drinking another shot. "The bottle is literally done halfway already", Parker stated, chuckling.
"I'm taking the last one before putting it back, who wants their last shot?", Leon looked over at him, Parker laughed.
"I knew it", he placed the alcohol into their glass cups before finally drinking his last drink.
"Alright, I guess we're done", Parker placed the tequila back on the counter, he stretched his arms into the air before walking towards the couch, plopping down tiredly.
"That was a lot", Marcello said as he placed his chin on top of his hand.
"Whatever...", Leon started to walk towards Parker's direction, the rest of them followed as they took their seats around the couch.
°~10:18 PM~°
"My wife is definitely wondering where I left myself go...", Marcello told them, Parker chuckled softly. "Tell her where you are, so she doesn't get as worried", he advised him, though he has never been married before.
"She'll be fine", Marcello shrugged it off, Parker sighed deeply, men don't know how to treat their women right these days.
"Sir Cashmere, are you okay?", Leon had rested his head on top of Noel's lap, his body was laying on the couch, taking much of the space since he's really tall.
"He's fucking dead", Parker told him as he saw Leon's eyes closed shut, indicating he was falling asleep. "Alright, should we leave?", Parker asked them, noticing he's starting to feel drunk.
"We should", Marcello agreed, he stared over at Leon who's knocked out from the alcohol.
"Hey, get up", Marcello shook him awake, Leon lifted himself up to look around.
"I feel dizzy", Leon mumbled, resting his head against the table. "We're going home now, Lianelle, you good?", Lianelle seemed out of it completely, staring blankly into space. "Noel, you also look kind of wasted", Noel laughed, maybe he had took a little too much than he was intended to do.
"You too, Parker. We can see it in your eyes", Marcello mentioned, Parker scoffed at him.
"And you", Parker chuckled, Marcello smiled happily before sighing breathlessly.
They knew they were all drunk, it was an incredible but awkward expierence in the end.