We climb the stairs to my office with my brothers. We are all out of sorts since they told us we will be seeing her again. A myriad of emotions passed inside of me but most prominent is rage. And it seems after all these years we may finally get to lay this one last ghost of our past to rest. One last thing standing in our way from taking our legacies in our hands and achieving our ultimate goal.

Me and the guys have decided to merge the four organizations into one. Our fathers only allied the four organizations and together they have held half the country in a strangle hold but me and my best friends aim to take that a bit further and advance on the east as one unit.

The only way that will be possible is if they hand over the rails to us like it was agreed. And this is all our lifelong goal. To be the four heads of a new super criminal organization that will reach far beyond just the four founding races. We aim to absorb the other organizations to us, and we have been working on those plans for years now. Learning all we can about not only our own organizations but others as well and getting to know all the players. We have spies in all organizations and only she is standing in our way.

And it's great that nothing is off the table. We are going to make her pay dearly for betraying us. She and her father almost destroyed us all, we all withdrew and started acting out because of her absence. First her betrayal had stung worse than any bee sting then she wasn't here. She wasn't here to keep us in line or give us clever ways of gaming the system. But we survived without her and became stronger.

It will be different this time. I tell myself.

This time I will protect me and my brothers from her and I will make sure we achieve our goals.

We approach my office, and my two guards are standing at my door. They move when they see us.

"Get the entertainment here now." I order before I push the door in, and we all enter. I go straight to the liquor cabinet. I pour myself a whiskey and I hand the glass to Jose who is stands next to me.

"Can you believe them? Allowing her back in our lives after last time?" he says through gritted teeth

"But now we know better. We aren't naïve little kids giggling about in tree houses." I say and I turn to face my other friends. Leo is lighting a joint.

"So, what's the plan?" Bas asks finally. Jose flips the knife as he sits on the one-seater, and I lean on my desk and cross my feet.

"We need information on her. Who she is now. What she likes. If she has a boyfriend."

I see Leo's jaw tick when I say that, and my other two friends don't look better either.

"I hope she's ugly." Jose murmurs

Bas chuckles. "Highly unlikely. I wonder if she still has her locks and how long they are now."

We all glare at him.

"Just curious," he shrugs

"I hope when you see her you will keep it in your pants, no matter how she looks now. We have a mission. We have a plan."

There's a knock on the door and one of my securities gives me a nod the girls are here, and I nod. I need to get rid of this pent-up energy. Four girls walk in in tight dresses and thick make up. The door closes behind them and I unbuckle my belt. I don't have time for conversation. They know how this goes.

"One of you on your knees."

They look amongst each other and, annoyed, I step forward and I pull the brown girl by her hair, and I shove her down. She winces and honestly, I can't get myself to give a fuck. I pull my cock out as the other whores get on their knees in front of my friends and they get to work.

"It's about to be a long year with the same old pussy at St Francis." Jose says as he directs the movements of the girl who has her mouth full of cock up and down without sparing her even a single glance, looking bored. He takes a pull at the joint and he exhales.

"Not if you count hers." Bas says with a cruel smile to the girl who is gagging on his cock

"We are not fucking her." I snarl

"Scared you'll get tangled in her pussy web, Diavolo?" Jose taunts

"Fuck no. I don't give a fuck about that bitch."

They all stiffening at my words.

Fuckers.

It seems they still feel something for her. So, I guess it's up to me to be strong.

"And all of you better keep your fucking cocks away from her until we assess the situation."

"And who made you the boss of us?" Bas asks not even rising his head to me

"I am the oldest." I remind them

Jose rolls his eyes before pulling out his knife. He pulls the girl away from his cock and he places the knife on her throat. The other girls almost jump.

"Your mouth isn't doing the trick. How about you bend over and give me your ass instead," he looks at her with cruel intent, "unless you game for some blood play." He finishes in his charming voice, albeit his deranged look. He always gets like that when he mentions blood. The sicko.

Leo grabs the retreating girl by her throat. "Did I tell you to stop, whore?" he says with a deadly note to his voice and the girl shakes her head furiously as tears flow from her eyes.

She goes back to his cock trembling. Bas has the girl riding him like he's a prize-winning horse and out of all of us he seems to be the normal one. I pull the girl on her feet, and I bend her over my desk, and I fuck her ass after squirting lube on her ass and I fuck her. All the whores scream like they are in heat as we fuck them.

I am pissed as fuck as I fuck her, my mind occupied with wonderings of what our old friend looks now and what she will do when she sees us. Will she beg for our forgiveness? For our mercy. Will she beg?