It's not a new thing to know how the society ran, it has been Norms that the rich and powerful held the strings.
And this powerful grip was meant to stay with them until end of time. democracy is just an empty juice box, and act to make it look like there was still justice in this fucked up world.
The system's fucked, and the people are refusing to see through the fact that their journey has been carved into a stone by men that call themselves Gods.
I'm no better, I have this random thoughts while a stand under the rain letting the drops wash off the blood from my hands, I don't know how much I got on my clothes since it's black.
"*Please, don't kill me... I'll disappear without trace, you can take the money, the drugs... everything please spare me*" the middle age Korean man said in Korean, I messed his leg really bad.
"*You set your fate in stone when you chose the hard way*" Fuck, he's crying, he's such a baby.
"*Please, don't kill me, I can be of use.
"*Ahjussi, you're as good as dead*" a faint noise interrupted my farewell speech. It was a caller, I tapped the side of the helmet on my head
"Speak.
"London's calling, be there before midnight, tomorrow" the speaker said, I turned to the gangster who was about to die, he's fucking lucky.
"Get me clean up in South Korea"
"Confirmed."
"*You're a lucky bastard, maybe unlucky but I'll tell you that you will regret that I didn't kill you today." I turned and left the scene that had people like him but dead.
I rolled my eyes at the thought of London's call, I am never in trouble, so this has to be important.
I took a called shower and before stepping into the lavender scented jacuzzi pool.
I sighed as my muscles relaxed from how the bath overwhelmed me, South Korea was one of the top twenty fucked ones and taking care of business here was relatively stressful, they tend to cover their mess with underlings. The younger me would bulldoze through but now I know better.
Hit them in the balls and they will double over.
***
The plane landing shook me from my slumber, I swored underneath my breath before reaching for the bottle water, the steak wasn't bad but it felt like the butter solidified in my throat.
"How was your flight?"
"Remind me to never order the steak."
"I'll make adjustments, I'll appreciate it if you don't make it a matter to him"
"Hmm " I don't trust anyone,Ren seems like a timid man but he's far from that. I have seen this man rip out a man's spine and it was impressive.
"By the way he's not home yet.
"So who called as London?"
"The elder." Shit got serious really fast, God I've been thirsty since I got here, was it the steak?
After driving for a two hours, he drove the Maybach into the secluded part of the estate. Fuck, the long stretch of the woods reminds me of the past. For the sake of development the forest has been shortened.
Ren was talented, just like his father who has been the household butler before I was born, Butler Ian was someone who no one thought would stay with us that long, but not everyone was blind, I wasn't blind to see the reason why he stayed The car came to a halt on front of the old manor.
I got out of the car and Ren drove the car to the garage, I walked into the house.
As usual the house look clean, not even a spec of dust was in sight, but something seems off.
"My lady, welcome." I sighed when I heard that low baritone.
"Ian." I smiled back. This man never ages for some reason.
"Look at you, how long has it been?"
"A year and four months, I don't know how you do it with this hairline though, Ren is lucky."
"I'm too old to be chasing beauty standards."
"You can't be too attractive though." She winked, Ian was very good at hiding emotions but I'm not insensitive.
"Oh, she's here already." The doors swing open and a man with white hair and a big smile on his wrinkled face.
"Honey cub." The man engulfed me in a bear hug.
"Uncle Henry."
**
"The family seems complete." The tension was evident, four more individual were in the room, and Tamara's presence only made it worse.
Uncle Henry ignored this and was jolly about it
"Where's Arthur?" Tamara asked.
"Huh?"
"Hmm, where is he?"
"I don't know, Your father barely talk to me these days."
"Sire why are we here?"
"There's been assignment, specifically from infamous houses. Minimum of B class assignments"
"Del Romero and Talvanaski. These guys are big merchants.
"They have competitors, the team required for this assignment is required to be as quiet as possible."
"Is Tamara coming?"
"No she isn't, I only called her cause it's family Thanksgiving this weekend." Uncle Henry grinned, Tamara rolled her eyes and took a sip from her water.
"Right, big shot isn't going."
"Cheers, family first."
"She can't afford to miss thanksgiving and Arthur's engagement."
"Baron is getting married?"
"Woah
"Tammy, this is news" Tamara took another sip from her water, the glass marbling was impressive.
"At least act surprised.
"Meh, Tamara is all high and mighty. Another addition to the family wouldn't move her.
"I wish I had a step-mother."
'Some guts that old man has' she thought as her lip tug into a smile.
The Baron was getting married.
This was news even to his own family.
For some reasons he hasn't been present in his manor for weeks even after hearing about Tamara's presence in the Manor.
"You look miserable." Her brown eyes wandered around the tall man's features. Hearing that familiar voice made him sigh.
"How bad is it?"
"Three cigars in one morning, you will make a terrific groom."
"You sound just like your mother."
"It's not your first Time getting married.
"It's a marriage of convenience, I'm not not nervous"
"I won't to you by saying I'm happy for you.
"Or you're just ignoring the fact that this is suppose to go both ways.
"Aunty Sheila and you are putting one good show."
"Although I like Harden, since I practically raised him but it doesn't have to be him.
"I don't play very well as your heir is that what's this is about?"
"No, it's not that.
"If you respect me as you claim you wouldn't even consider thinking about him
"Urchin I...I'm not getting any younger, I want to see my grand kids.
" You're barely 50 for crying out loud.
"It's either you or me, distant relatives are getting nosy even the fucking beggar in the Cummings estate.
"Congrats on your engagement and your wedding... Dad."
"If you called me that often, I wouldn't think twice about this wedding."
"So your growing love life is for my sake. Come on Arthur, if you're happy admit it you're becoming alot like your own father