Chapter 2 Jayden

Chapter 2

Inside the spacious and neatly arranged office, were some flowers and portraits hanging on the wall. A set of desktops were standing on the desk, with a figure sitting behind it with only his head visible, as his gaze was strictly fixated on the screen of the desktop.

The sound of a ringing phone echoed in the office, pulling his attention as he was forced to check out who the caller was, but picked up without hesitation, seeing the caller to be Alex, his assistant.

"Speak up Alex, I'm busy." His cold voice rang in the room, he sighed and rested his back on his chair with his eyes closed as he waited for whatever the caller had to say, but instead, he heard the caller sigh from the other end, which made him suspect that something must be wrong.

"Jay, there's a problem." His voice came on, with a hint of fear in it, which confirms that there was something wrong for real. Waves of anger spurt through him, as the sudden urge to scream at Alex, rushed through him but he did his best to control himself and not let his anger get a hold of him.

"Don't waste my time Alex, speak up, now!" He snapped angrily, as his gaze pierce into space, waves of curiosity and anger kept consuming him.

"The warehouse...was...was invaded." Alex's voice quivered from the other end, and slowly, the young man's eyes narrowed at the news he just heard. He gritted his teeth and tightened his grip around his phone like he was planning to smash it, whilst staring into space. He scoffed unbelievably, trying to process what his assistant just said and the more he thought about it, the funnier it became. They couldn't possibly dare to do such a thing, knowing the consequence of it, right? Nobody dares Jay and lives to tell the story.

He sprang up on his feet and picked up his car keys before storming out of his office angrily and as soon as he stepped out, his secretary who looked terrified sprang up on her feet.

"Sir you..." She was saying, but he was already out of her sight even before she could continue her statement, and she sighed as she slumped on the seat letting out a brief sigh. He was the one that asked her to deliver a file to him, and now he left without even talking about the file again.

Meanwhile, he walked briskly along the hallway and burst out at the lobby before storming out of the building and straight into the parking lot where his expensive car was parked and hopped in before driving out of the premises.

He keeps scoffing angrily while hitting the steering wheel as he drove on the roadway, his eyes were so red and conveyed anger.

He sped on the expressway, not giving a damn about the traffic light or the people that kept cursing at him for violating the traffic rule, the only thing he was concerned about was the news he just heard, that keep tearing him apart.

After driving for what seemed like forever, he finally arrived at his destination as he drove into the compound of a magnificent building. As soon as he drove in, two men in suits rushed to welcome him, but the glare he threw at them freaked them and they stepped back.

He walked his way to the entrance door and then pulled the door open before storming in and banging the door behind him.

Meanwhile, inside the spacious and sparkling large living room were beautiful and expensive-looking couches, arranged beautifully, a big chandelier light was hanging on the ceiling, laying in the middle of the living room, was a glass center table with a flower vase placed on top of it. The white paint on the wall brought the true beauty of the whole place.

"Greetings, master," His chef, a middle-aged woman greeted him, but he ignored her and walked past her, maintaining a straight face as usual.

He climbed the staircase as fast as he could till he got to the hallway and stopped right in front of the second door by the right-hand side. Pushing the door open, he walked inside and locked the door behind him, before he bent down and took away one of the tiles, revealing stairs that lead down to God knows where.

Walking down the stairs, he closed the passage before he finally descended it. He walked right to the only door in the small room and pushed it open as he was welcomed by a large living room, beautifully designed and adorned with flowers.

Meanwhile, sitting on the couches were some men dressed in black leather pants and jackets, with their heads down, fear was written all over them. As soon as they felt the presence of their master, they stood up abruptly, trying to control their fear, but that was a dream that never comes true for anyone, so they aren't different.

"Greetings, master," They all bowed slightly to greet him.

"Save your greetings for who needs it. Now speak up!" He thundered, as he slammed his hand on the wall, anger written all over him.

"Ma...Master...I...I..." One of the numerous men stuttered.

"Don't make me repeat myself!" He cut him off, his gaze piercing into space.

"Forgive me master, it was my fault," One of them fell to his knees, as he quivered in fear, anticipating what will happen next knowing the young man won't spare him. Jayden is the most dangerous man that ever walked on the phase of earth, he hates nonsense and he doesn't have the word 'forgiveness' and 'second chance' in his dictionary. If you mess up one time, you won't live to see another day, that's who he is.

"Why should I forgive you? Why should I give you a second chance? I give you ten seconds to give me a reason why I shouldn't kill you, and if you can I promise not to hurt you." He said to the young man, as he brought a gun from his coat and pointed it at his head.

"For...forgive me mas..." His words were cut in his mouth, as Jay pulled the trigger and shot him right in his head, sending him lifeless to the ground.

"Now listen to me everyone, I don't care how you're going to do it, but I want this mess cleared..., I want everything solved in twenty-four hours, else... You all know who you're dealing with." He said and with that, he turned around and left the basement.

His name is Jayden Clinton, but he prefers to be called Jay. He's a two-sided young man, a businessman outside who manages a wine company and a gangster behind closed doors, who gets his wealth from drug smuggling. He's the leader of one of the biggest drug cartels in Russia. The NDLEA have been looking for him for a long time, but he's like a slippery snake, as he always has his way of getting off the reach of cops. Of course, nobody knows that the young businessman by the name Jayden Clinton, is the same man on the billboard, who has been declared wanted by the criminal and drug agents in Russia...