Chapter 3 Mysterious feisty lady

Xavier pov

I sit up, my swivel chair fist clenched, my hand banging against the mahogany table right in front of me, resisting the urge to sweep it clean with my hands in a fit of rage.

I held my phone over my ear so tightly that I heard a little crack only then did I calm myself down to avoid ruining another perfectly good phone all for nothing. The main aim here is self-control if I had clenched on that phone any longer that would be the end of that phone and the third phone I have rained this week all sponsored by Leon and his nefarious actions

Leon broke my number one rule which is never to get high on any of my products not forgetting Raping and extortion misusing of power among the many other things he had done leaving him on my blacklist of enemies to be executed.

I know I'm no Saint but there is a limit to the number of sins I wish to commit in this lifetime.

Right now I just received a phone call asking to let Leon go you can only imagine how angry that made me get but the cherry on the icing cake is the fact that my father is initiating Leon's release if you haven't guessed it yet I am not fond of my old man but I'm not surprised at this either.

People mostly say that an apple never falls far from the tree but I beg to differ. I fell way over the fence. My father has no limit to the number of sins he's willing to commit in this lifetime but I do. I sometimes see it as a blessing that I took after my mother's kindness though I am still saddled with the curse of taking over the family business so there is a limit to how nice I can get.

I wanted Leon bruised beyond recognition for tramping my rules. But as far as power goes I have no choice but to let him go. All my powers are still limited in the mafia world as I have yet to become the supremo (ultimate ruler). Having no other choice I ordered the release of Leon and a nice trip back to Italy.

Though annoyed but my annoyance fell when my eyes landed on the pajama shirt lying in my opened drawer gently I picked it up and took a gentle sniff the scent from it forced me to relax back on my chair relieve of all anger and anxiety

I was in my car the whole time, and though her thoughts and actions were careful, she completely did not realize my gawking eyes following all of her stealthy movements.

I exited my car once she left and picked up the souvenir which she tossed off I must admit she had good strength form and pose but she still lacked a little in the careful zone if I wasn't there then her PJ shirt would have exposed her if not for anything but for ruining a very expensive car that too one that belonged to Leon. Knowing Leon's temperament then he would have gone to the end of the earth to catch the perpetrator who ruined his car.

" l'arte del travestimento, interessante" (The art of disguise, interesting.)" I muttered in Italian before making my way out of the underground parking lot, intending to see all that this mystery woman had installed for the dusk

Her feistiness alleviated my anger thinking back to how humiliated Leon was in public leaving him a little face to return to, I may not have hurt Leon but il mio grintoso (my feisty) did more than enough and boy was I proud.

Leon had jumped through a moving car window but was immediately tackled by some of my guards. He fought and I must say he was good. But my feisty was better she was fueled with anger and that helped her cause.

She rushed out of the cab and lunged toward Leon in a bolt of lightning, ignoring all other guards. She landed a punch on his jaw, which he returned with a punch to her stomach. It was unexpected for her because she underestimated her opponent but the game was so on after that

I signal for my guards to stop giving her all the room she needs to vent her anger, she did great but her moves were still sloppy although she was at a disadvantage due to her tight dress constraining the easy flow of her legs lucky for her she had arm muscles relying on that she took Leon down after a few punches

Alas, victory was hers, I could tell that she was aching to do more damage to Leon but she resigned and headed toward the car

Getting in the car her eyes met mine through the darkness I was hiding behind, I was caught in the awe of the moment before the cab drove out of sight

The thought of this got me deep in thought sat at his chair playing with two large dice placed on my office table leisurely my eyes fixed on space

Though the skills this mystery woman uses were diminutive actions, up to her fight with Leon she had a unique style l one that most arguably belonged to the art of disguise clan, I wouldn't have noticed if I hadn't paid extra attention to her that night. Picking up my phone I dialed a number

"I want to know everything there is to know about the art of disguise, dig into all the history about them, and find out if they happen to pass down the knowledge of their art to anybody other than family members who may be alive." I, commanded

"And" I continued, " I will send you a picture. I need background information on her both relevant and non-relevant."

"Sì capo (Yes Boss). But I think Lucas should know more than enough about the art of disguise since he....." ken my investigator started but I cut him off

" And you don't think I know that?" I asked, "if a word about this spills to Lucas then I will have you become super for my baby boys." I threatened before dropping the call, sending the picture I secretly took of my feisty in the parking lot.

Almost immediately Lucas barged into my office.

"I can't believe you had a clue on the art of disguise and decided to keep it from me," Lucas asked in rage. I sighed in defeat and obvious signs of annoyance

"Ken and his big lousy mouth," I muttered, with an angry sigh. I pondered for a while as to whether I should tell Lucas of the girl, as I may be getting his hopes up only to get futile results at the end

After pondering for a while I spilled the whole information, Lucas' eyes moistened as he fought back a surge of tears as he tried to digest this new information.

"After so many years a glimmer of hope knocked at the gate of my life's sole mission," Lucas muttered and clenched his fist so hard that his blood came gushing out. I closed my eyes and sighed hoping that this lead would not end up like the rest. A wild goose chase.