Chapter 4

Andrew

He was sobbing really hard and I felt my heartbreak with every sob, wishing I'd never left his side. We arrived back to the gang safe house and I was hugging him in my room as he slept. He passed out at Jack's hideout and remained asleep the whole day. He was tossing and turning in his sleep and I always was there beside him to calm him down again. Seeing like this it breaks me so much I would gladly go back and chop off the dick of the prick and feed it to him.

Jacob's sobbing stopped a few minutes later but I still can't fall asleep. I sighed and hugged him to my chest as we laid on the bed. He automatically nestled closer to me, burying his face to my chest. He's the most adorable little thing I ever saw on the face of the earth and I'm going to do a much better job at protecting him. Though that's kind of ironic now isn't it since my gang did kidnap him. But I was attached, I was helplessly attached to this child for a man.

I felt Jacob shift in my arms and in his half-asleep state, he panicked screaming and kicking me away from him. I immediately released him, not wanting to make it worse he calmed down and stared at me tears spilling out from his eyes again.

"Andrew, I-I-"

"It's alright baby I understand, I understand, It's just me," I said and he nodded and approached him carefully when he didn't make any attempts to escape me. I gently picked him up bridal style as he buried his face in the crook of my neck. I heard soft sniffles coming from him. I laid him back on the bed and I hugged him close, we both just looked at each other as I rubbed soothing circles on his shoulder blades. I do not want to trigger him by making my hand go lower.

"I should've been there," I said drawing my face closer to his a bit making sure not to terrify the man.

"I wished you were there," he simply said not looking into my eyes.

"I would never force you to do something like that, you know that right?" He looked back up at me.

"You kidnapped me and back at the office-"

"I know! Won't happen again," I told him with a sheepish smile and he just gave me a tired one in return.

"Can I please know why? Why did you kidnap me? What are you planning?" He asked looking just tired of everything.

"No, I can't. If I do, you'll try to stop us and I can't have that." He sighed turning around so that his back was toward my chest, I pulled him closer so that his back touched my chest.

"How can I even stop you guys? I can't even stop that man to protect myself," He said and I saw him pinching and scratching his skin.

"You clearly have no idea the effect you have on me," I said and he turned back around again to face me. His eyes bore into mine, shining with unshed tears.

"I-" he sighed. "Can I take a bath?" He was scratching at his skin violently now and I had to hold his hand to stop it. The skin he has been scratching was red and irritated. Maybe he's itchy that's why he wants a bath?

"Alright, I'll get you a change of clothes." We both stood up and Jacob carefully walked towards the bathroom, head hung low.

"I'll leave the clothes right here, okay?" I hear a faint answer back and I left the room, and Aiden, one of my men, was sitting down writing up a plan.

"How're we doing with the operation Aiden?" I asked looking over his shoulder, which annoys him a lot but I'm his boss so he can't complain. He shouldn't complain but sometimes he does, and I let it slide because we've been through enough that I consider him one of my closest friends.

"Sir, the plan's all good, revenge is just a few months away." He said giving the stack of papers towards me, I denied it with a shake of my head. "Just make sure you don't fall for the man. If so, we might have to make a lot of major adjustments." He said looming at his notes biting the tip of his pen. He looked over at me with a pointed gaze, this boy knows me too darn well.

"Run the adjustments through me," I said taking a seat across from him as he started flipping through notes with a heavy sigh.

"Here, sir, Plan M aka If Boss undeniably falls for the kidnapped rich man." Aiden flipped through to the middle of his notebook, reading bullet points. "Major changes would be in our approach to the target. Using your connection with sir Jacob over than spying and using our men. Another is how to eliminate the target, again boss this will be hands-on for you because it will be a lot easier that way. Finally after the mission, Another operation would take place, Operation win boss' love of his life back." He said and I nodded it seemed that if we changed the plan to this, I would be more hands-on and do more of the dirty work myself. But I guess it was worth it.

"Make the changes." He heaved an even heavier sigh than before.

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I did a perimeter check with Steve, making sure that no other gang is lurking around or cops. I went back to my room, surprised to see that Jacob was still in the shower. "Hey! Jacob?! You alright in there?!" I pounded on the door and received no answer in return. "I'm gonna break this door down so step away. In 3....2....1!" I threw my body weight against the door and it took a few times until the door tore open. I saw a passed out Jacob on the floor, patches of his skin were bleeding, he was holding a bloody luffa. I stepped in the shower, only to withdraw immediately, the water was scorching hot. I turned it off before lifting the boy onto my arms and putting on a pair of boxers on him and placed him on my bed. I draped his towel over him before rushing downstairs to find a first aid kit.

"Boss what's wrong?!" Steve jumped from his position on the couch with Aiden.

"Do we have any first aid kits?" I asked already opening cupboards and cabinets.

"I don't think so," Clarence said from his seat at the dining table, I groaned.

"Send Mark to steal one, now!" I said and Steve nodded running quickly to go get Mark. We don't have an abundance in money but we're not lacking either. We steal and we shoplift, a member asked why we don't just rob a bank, quite simple really. Do you want the f*cking police and FBI tracking and trailing our asses? I certainly don't.

A minute later Mark came back and handed me a clear bag with medical supplies inside. I rushed back upstairs and slowly took the towel off from on top of Jacob. I took a wet washcloth and dabbed them on the wounds lightly, once I was done with that I gently rubbed alcohol on the open ones. The ones he scrubbed so hard that it tore open his skin completely. It disturbed me to see him like this, I just want to kill whoever the reason behind this. But he's already dead and I'm left seething after a dead man. I wrapped a bandage over the open wounds and watched as his pained expression slowly relaxed.

I brought a gentle hand up to his face, nervous he might pull away but he nuzzled right into it. My heart fluttered. No woman has made me feel this way before, it's making me go soft. It scares me a bit because to protect me, my people and him I gotta be ready to kill and I know I will be. He's an amazing escape from all the gruesome world that comes with being in a gang. I don't want Jacob to be part of any of it but I want to keep him as close to me as possible and to do that, there's no choice but to expose him to my world. That just means that I have to protect him at all costs.

I strode out of my room, my mind made up.

"Steve! Bring me, Wendy!" I screamed and heard a response. Wendy is one of our best female members, she's our infiltrator, one of the best con artists I've seen. She's been one of the gang's main asset of why we were so successful.

"Sup Drew," She was also one of the three members who joined first so she basically treats me like an equal and I've got no problem with that. I told Steve and Aiden to do the same but they don't want to drop the honorifics like Wendy so easily did.

"I need someone to keep watch on Jacob whenever I'm not around," I said pointing towards my open bedroom door and she took a quick peek.

"Consider it done," She said vaulting over the railing of the second floor and landing neatly on her feet. "Trish! Help me get my gear ready!" She's definitely one of the best members of my gang. I closed the door quietly and went back downstairs to see Aiden already on his laptop.

"Aiden, are there any left of Jack's gang?" I asked and he smirked.

"Figures you were gonna ask that boss. Apparently, he's a subgroup from Black Ivy," He said and I cursed under my breath. Black Ivy is notorious for human trafficking and prostitution. We stay clear of them to avoid any unnecessary feuds but I was under them too, before. "I got the news that they targetted Jacob to potentially use and sell him and also to get to you," he said and my fury from before returned tenfold.

"Devise a plan immediately, I want the said gang to be terminated completely," I told Aiden and he simply nodded. When gangs get on my nerves it's a norm for us to get rid of them as fast as we can. Usually it happens wirh samll gangs not big gangs like Black Ivy.

"Steve! Inventory I want guns and bullets tallied. Contact Harry, a mass cremation for the bodies will be conducted afterward. Aiden, I want all the information on these people erased from any government database. Make it seem like they never existed. Get Marge to help you." I continuously barked orders and the hideout was soon bustling with people working about.

"Boss! Harry said 12am should be good!" Steve said placing the phone down. Clarence who was listening in was bouncing with excitement, it has been a long time since I took the whole gang out to carry out mass murder against another gang.

"Good good, how are we doing Aiden?"

"Final few people left to go! Government databases are monumentally difficult to hack but definitely not impossible," he said typing furiously sweat dripping down his forehead.

"Steve how's inventory going?!"

"I sent Mark to gather up a few more essentials and a frag grenade won't hurt...us." He said snickering and I'm proud he already can read my mind so well.

"Good good, get the whole gang ready to head out by 9 and the job should be done by 11," I said heading upstairs to get myself suited up.

Jacob was snoring peacefully and perked on the tree outside the window was Wendy, twirling her gun on her finger. She waved before jumping up onto higher branches, giving me some privacy to change. I changed into casual black clothing and sat on the bed by Jacob's head. He was breathing more evenly now, his eyes were closed calmy and not clenched like before.

"I'll be back before you know it," I whispered placing a small peck on top of his temple. I always thought of myself as straight but who cares about that when someone as pretty as this man is just an arm's reach.

I stood up, and head downstairs where the entire team was picking out guns and storing bullets inside a small belt bag. Aiden sat on the couch watching, he doesn't like going to these kinds of things and I would never force him to. Steve and Clarence though live for gang wars or gang annihilations such as these.

I signaled for them to follow me and they did we took 4 different jeeps towards the hideout, some of them were quick enough to follow us by jumping from tree to tree. Once we got there? A purifying began.