Chapter Nine
Author: Lyonlee
last update2026-02-15 07:41:47

Chris felt a surge of satisfaction as he saw Bianca and Lucas being dragged out like rags.

“So that’s what it feels like to have power. I can get used to this.” He said to himself as he took in deep breaths.

“Do we have a uh… blacklist here at Mikaelson?” he casually asked the security man.

“Of course, Mr. Greene.” The man responded spontaneously.

“Okay, well, make sure that they’re on it cause I don’t want to ever see their faces again.” Chris said with a grin.

Charlotte and Veronica couldn’t believe their ears.

Chris is the one giving out orders now?

They walked up to and Charlotte spoke first. “That’s too far, Chris. They’ll never recover from this. How dare you blacklist Lucas and Bianca?”

“You heartless monster. They’re family for Christ’s sake.” Veronica barked out.

“Oh, were they treating me like family just now?” Chris asked as he looked at the two ladies

“If you guys are going to treat me like dirt, don’t come crying to me when I bury you in it.” He added coldly.

“Chris, you are overreacting.” Charlotte said, at the verge of tears.

“Come on. Everyone knows the only certainties around here are death, taxes, and the power of the Mikaelson syndicate.” Charlotte added painfully.

“So?” Chris asked nonchalantly.

“So, if Mikaelson blacklists them… they’re as good as dead.” Charlotte said with fear in your eyes.

“Well, maybe you should have thought of that and came to my defense when they were busy calling me a liar.” Chris said seriously.

“Well, you can’t just ruin their lives. They barely did anything to you. Take them off the blacklist now and apologize.” Charlotte ordered authoritatively.

“No! They should be apologizing to me.” Chris said sternly pointing at Charlotte.

“Charlotte, what’s going?” Fabio DeLuca asked as he stepped into the spotlight, his eyes scanning through the room.

Everyone stared at him in awe as he walked towards Charlotte.

“Come on, babe. It’s almost time for the auction.” He said as he held her waist possessively.

“Sorry. I need to take care of something first.” Charlotte said softly.

“Him?” Fabio asked as he glanced at Chris.

Charlotte nodded.

“Charlottee, I’m your fiancée. Let me handle this. Besides, I’m real tight with Mikaelson. If you want anything done, I know a guy who knows a guy.” Fabio said, pride visible on his face.

“You know the people who run the show?” Charlotte asked with a smile.

“Of course. Aileen Simmonds, head of the auction house, is a good friend of mine.” Fabio said as he adjusted his jacket.

Charlotte quickly moved to his side and locked hands with him, “Well, for starters, I want my piece of shit ex-husband gone. He just snuck his way over here and claiming to be some sort of VIP.” Charlotte explained.

Fabio walked up to him, “Chris… we meet again. Charlotte’s husband, the guy who lived it up off the Wood’s money before they tossed you to the curb. You’re telling me that a scrub like you just somehow became a Mikaelson syndicate VIP guest?” Fabio said as he pointed at Chris’s chest.

Chris shook his hand off then pointed at him frankly, “Get your filthy hands off me.”

Fabio scoffed, “Hold it! Buster. I’m calling Aileen Simmonds right now. You could not be more dead.”

Fabio put a call through to Aileen immediately.

“Hello?” a lady’s voice blazed through.

“Yes, Miss. Simmonds. We have a situation at the auction house. Somebody is forcing his way into the venue claiming to be a VIP guest.”

“Did you say VIP guest?” Aileen asked quickly. She remembered Chris’s face.

“Yes.” Fabio said.

“Okay. I’ll be there in three minutes sharp.” She responded and hung up.

She stood up immediately and said to her staff, “Everyone, stop what you are doing now. The underboss is here and we’re going to welcome him.”

Fabio was confident that Aileen would chase Chris out in no time so he reassured Charlotte, “Don’t worry, sweet cheeks. Aileen Simmonds will be here in three minutes. Your ex is done-zo.”

“You are the best. Fabio.” Charlotte said with a smile.

“I know. I’ll be expecting a little reward tonight.” He said softly as he cupped her butt cheeks in his palm.

Charlotte tried to shake him off but he grabbed her even more.

Chris shook his head, “Enjoy my sloppy seconds. She’s all yours now Fabio.”

“What the fuck did you just say? Fabio asked angrily.

“I said… enjoy… my sloppy seconds.” Chris said slowly, each word sinking into the listeners.

“God! Charlotte was right. You are a piece of shit.” Fabio said angrily.

Then he stepped closer to Chris, “Look here, asshole. This auction is for the top elites of the city and ay nobody who barges on in here is just begging to get smacked. Eden tossed you a lifeline and asked you to apologize but you threw it back in her face.”

“Oh. Well, I don’t accept help from people who frame me for cheating just to divorce me.” Chris said looking directly at Charlotte.

Charlotte looked down, embarrassed.

“And as for me barging in, why don’t you ask your friend Miss. Aileen what she thinks about that? Because the truth is, this auction doesn’t start till I walk in.” Chris said confidently.

Everybody in the room laughed.

Fabio clapped as he laughed, “Oh. This is good. You’re about to get smoked, Chris Greene.”

“Chris, you better take that back before Mikaelson’s people will make you disappear from the face of the earth.” Charlotte warned Chris.

“They wouldn’t dare.” Chris said easily.

Everyone shook their heads as they looked at him.

They all anticipated the arrival of Aileen Simmonds to drag Chris out.

But what will they do when they find out that Chris is not only the VIP but the Mikaelson syndicate’s underboss and next godfather?

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