The Son-In-Law’s Revenge

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Silver Blade's Conference Hall

Sebastian had been In a main meeting prior to this moment, the meeting just ended with my of the leaders of the Mafia already leaving him alone all to himself still pondering on his next action with most of his trusted members.

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Sebastian is in a meeting when a brooding 6 feet male walks in, all poise and quiet command. Armani offers a hand to Sebastian and the stoic man gets to his feet to return the gesture.

“Great to see you again after so long.” Sebastian gives a hint of the smile.

“Same. It’s always a pleasure.” Armani responds. His eyes drift sideways to the guards lining the left and right corners of the room before focusing on Sebastian, his eyes drifting briefly to the guard standing at attention behind the Don of the silver mafia.

“How about you join us for a drink?” Sebastian offers as he returns to his seat.

“Why not?” Armani nods and takes a seat across him, pulling down his dark suit jacket in a swift motion.

Sebastian waves for a man standing so stiff he could be mistaken for a statue, the man parked behind Sebastian.

The guard positions himself by Sebastian’s side and dips his head slightly so he’s closer to

Sebastian who remains comfortably seated. The silver blade tattoo peeks from the collar of his shirt at the movement.

“Get us some wine.” He commands, “Something old and rare.” He adds.

The man nods and goes to the bar. I take quick, long steps to get the wine and two wine glasses.

“The Serpent Mafia, they’re growing. It’s not looking like it’s going to go our way at this rate.” Armani says, going straight to the point.

“I know. I’ve been watching them, they’re gathering more brute force, forming stronger alliances, it’s all looking like they’re preparing for war.” Sebastian agrees. The man returns just then and places the glasses between both men. He pops it open and pours a little of the bottle’s contents into each glass before returning to his spot behind Sebastian, his hands glued to his sides.

“I feel that shouldn’t be the cause for alarm. All that looks worrying and all, I agree. However, my major concern is that one, Logan.” Armani voices, the anger behind the name more evident that the crease lines on his forehead as he frowns at the thought of just how much trouble Logan could be. He crosses his legs, his fingers reaching for the wine glass before him.

“Of course the only one who dares to get in the way is that blasted Logan.” Sebastian shakes his head, very familiar with the man in question and just what he is capable of. He hated the man down to his very name.

“Shouldn’t be a problem. We take him out and it's a free field for us. But how to do that is what I’m considering. There are multiple options since he’s just the one man but…” He tries to play it cool like he is unbothered by the man but fails.

“It wouldn't be that easy, exactly. If he’s already capable of causing us this much trouble, he’d be a deeply buried thorn in our flesh.” Armani disagrees and takes his first sip of the wine.

“True. It would be pesky, but not impossible.” Sebastian counters, lifting his glass to his lips.

“So how do we handle this? What do you have in mind?” Armani asks, his eyes trained on Sebastian over the rim of his wine glass. He drops the glass and uncrosses his legs.

Sebastian takes slow sips of his glass like he hadn’t just been asked a question. He drops the glass, leans closer to Armani, “I suggest we take him out. Literally. We grab him. It shouldn't be that hard to kidnap him.” He explains before leaning back, a smirk on his face like they’d already solved the problem and it wasn’t just two men plotting at the moment.

“I was thinking along a similar lane too. It’s the best possible solution.” Armani agrees as he dips his head back and empties his glass.

He nods to the other man, leaves the room and heads back to his room where Chanel sits waiting patiently for him.

“What did he say?”

“We’d kidnap Logan.” He tells her as he takes a seat beside her on the bed.

“Kidnap?! What’s that going to solve?” Chanel says, panicking in her voice. She knows how much worry Logan has caused him these past few days so she doesn’t see how kidnapping him would stop that, if they even succeed that is.

“It’s the only way, trust me. We know what we’re doing. Any other way would be too messy.” She explains and she nods.

“I do.” She drawls, “Plus, now that I think about it, it makes sense. If someone is causing so much trouble, why not just remove the cause of the trouble, plus, you could even get some information out of him too.” She talks like she’s speaking more to herself than him, a glint in her eyes now. “If you both do succeed in capturing it, it would be a quick fix.” She smiles.

He smiles at her, “I knew you’d understand.”

Chanel reaches for her phone on the nightstand and sees a few texts but ignores them and immediately sends him a text asking for a time to meet. She drops her phone and breathes. She grabs it again when a thought crosses her mind and adds that it’s because they both need to discuss a vital issue and drops the phone back on the nightstand.

Some part of her mind saw all this as a sin, she was defying the same man that once loved her but still she wouldn't let herself be humiliated the way he had done just the previous day, as a matter of fact that looked to the exact reason prompting her anger.

She walked to the window staring vastly outside the vicinity, if there was anything running through her mind I was just one at that moment, just two words that kept re-echoing .

End Logan!