Devil's vow✔️[ Mafiaso Series #1]

Lethal

His father once owned it , his mother and his little sister were happy in their own dream world and their loving family but things turned dark soon ,now what remained was this unexplainable thirst for vengeance.

The terror in the eyes of his little sister, Dia haunted him to this day. Only if Ajax would have been as strong as he was today then none could have caused harm to his family.

There were times when he questioned himself why he didn't go on a killing spree after the tragedy struck his home but then he recalled his father's words 'sometimes death is mercy'  and forgiving was the last thing he could be.

Years.......it had taken him years to bend his emotions according to his will. His aggression and madness stayed draped behind the placid façade of ice cold indifference.

The new master of the mansion was right now at his favourite place - the underground ,his personal fighting arena .Other members of the palace were strictly prohibited to enter unless invited in because only the heir could have the access. It reeked of fresh wood and snow but it wasn't so refreshing as it's smell.

The sounds of constant punching of the fists could be heard throughout the arena but not outside , because he came there to find his lost peace, to take out his aggression, to avoid converting in the beast his needs were urging him. So to keep it all to himself he made it soundproof .

The Mafia involved drugs, assassination and human trafficking. Ajax's purpose was to make the foundation of the blood regime so hollow that it collapses, crumbles and burns in ashes beneath his foot.

For other men involved in the dark world human trafficking was the most profitable business, a crime so heinous that it could shatter the person from inside and as a little child who had seen his four year old sister on the verge of being taken by vile men.Ajax had made something a more profitable source- assassination of Lords and Mafia Don's while condemning and stopping the black market of human slaves to the extent that the others became wary.

His wrath has rained upon them so ruthlessly that absolutely no one tried to defy him. His methods were cruel but still just. It was against the rules of the mafia to kill kins- the Lords in alliance but laws are made by monarchs and right now his word was law.

He never wanted people to be just afraid of his presence ,no the emperor wanted them to terrified to the extent that even in their sleep they bow down to him. Power - people fight for power and gain it , but he wasn't there to fight for it ,it was his ,always and forever -from the day he was born till his last breath.

His stone cold heart was never beating for love nor that he ever wished it did but since the moment he had seen that little vixen on the screen of his office he felt something foreign, a month has passed yet the feeling stayed within him.

There's a swift knocking on the door which was left unanswered. He didn't want to hear anybody. He wanted to gather all his fury which he was hiding from the world because the time has finally come where he would unleash it all on one person.

There was another urgent knock on the door before it could be repeated the door was thrown open with Ajax towering over the mafia bodyguard who shuddered from the close proximity, a chill running down his spine.

People even twice his age were unable to look him in the eye, the crystal greens in them were even more beautiful than the depths of the deepest ocean, but they remained calm and dangerous.

"The jet is ready boss only if you wish to proceed". the man replied, his eyes cast down.
Ajax motioned the guard to wait outside where hundreds like him were scrutinizing every security detail.

Before going to Russian land he further moved inside his fighting pit, unlocking the security code, a royal blue falcon appearing on the screen- the symbol of Waylon business empire that once existed but was later ruined to ashes, it now represented the symbol of him.

"I am leaving ten thousand soldiers here, they will be scattered all over the world in a month, I want you to search for information about the fallen clans and send it to me, give them all an introduction about me and that I wish for an alliance." The robotic voice in reply presented the puzzle in a monotonous voice for identity confirmation.

"Rage or Mercy" A beep sounded after to wait for his reply.

"It's all about vengeance" he uttered those words and the machine recognized his voice and correct answers.

"Welcome Master. Your order shall be carried forward" The machine replied.

His fingers swiftly typed another secret message and send them to an anonymous person inside the American Don's Julian Romanov's residence.
His lips curing into a smirk .The hunt has begun.

He could have left the Alaina Strom alone, they never had any personal enimity but since she was the beloved of the monster Valace then it could not be helped.

"Lets see how Russians welcome a hurricane."