Angelo stops the car a good distance away from the Yakuza house and I start the hack on my computer.

The systems are advanced and might be hard to get into for some people, but I'm not some people. I've gotten into systems much stronger than this before.

I would've thought someone with so many secrets would have better security, but I was clearly wrong.

Not to float my own boat, but I can hack into almost anything with my eyes closed so this is a piece of cake.

"Remind me to get cake when get back home," I say to Vincenzo without looking up from my screen. I see him nod from the corner of my eye as he chuckles.

"Do I even want to know how you are easily hacking into the system?" Vincenzo asks with a smirk and I just smile at the screen.

He finishes loading his fourth gun and slips it into the holster strapped around his shoulders. He grabs another gun from the case and examines it.

We look like we just fell out of a spy movie with all of the weapons strapped onto our bodies and black clothing.

And Vincenzo looks absolutely ravishing when he is dressed like this. Even in a serious situation like this, I can't keep my damn hormones in check.

But can you blame me?

"I've hacked into Interpol for my own amusement two or three times," I say while looking up from the screen. His brows furrow and I just smile at him.

Interpol went into a full panic when I hacked their systems, but I didn't take any information. I did delete a few files though, so if I were to get caught, I will go to jail for tampering with evidence and whatever else they want to pin on me.

"And the CIA, NCIS FBI, some black opp groups, a few Mafias, and a bunch of American and Swiss Banks." The look on his face tells me that he is both impressed and scared of my gift. "I didn't steal anything," I say and he only nods.

There were days where Vincenzo left penthouse for long hours so I just used his home PC system to hack into some powerful organisations and government based organisation. I sat in his office and read through their highly classified documents like it was the Daily Prophet.

I found out some pretty funny stuff out about some of the world's biggest criminals and also some of the dirt powerful countries have been sweeping underneath the rug for ages.

"I saw a few files with your name on them. Read a couple dodgy stuff about you."

Some of the things on those files were inaccurate, Vincenzo isn't that type of man, I just know he isn't so cruel and evil.

I know he has done some bad things in his life and he isn't stopping any time soon, but what those damn feds are painting him as is horrible.

He stops fiddling with the gun in his hands and looks at me as he sighs heavily. "The feds have been after me for a while now," he says while handing me a loaded gun.

I take it from his hands and place it in the holster around my leg. He places his hand on my upper thigh, tracing his finger on the inside of my thigh gently.

"Please don't think anything of me. Not everything you read was true," he says and I nod, swallowing the lump of hormones.

"I deleted most of the files," I say and his eyes grow a size larger. "All the evidence they had against you is gone so they have to start from scratch."

"That's amazing."

"And when they do start from scratch, I'll just delete everything all over again," I say with a shrug and he smiles.

"You aren't my wife yet, but you are already protecting me so damn well," he says. His stormy eyes drop down to the hand on my thigh, his tongue dragging over his bottom lip before he lustfully smirks.

His eyes come back up to mine and he leans closer to me. "I'm in a rush to get home," he whispers just so I can hear him and I shyly look to the side, letting my hormones take over my thoughts.

I look at the screen of my laptop and smile when I see that all the systems are down.

"We have ten minutes before they notice that their security has been breached," I clear my throat. Vincenzo lifts his hand from my thigh while I grab my tablet from my backpack. "Let's go."

We hop out of the car and make our way to the side of the wall surrounding the large house.

All of the security cameras facing the street and the sides of the house have been set to run on a loop for the next two minutes just so we can get into the house.

We didn't bring anyone else with us mostly because I don't want anyone else dying because of me.

Nicola didn't deserve to die.

When I finally kill Paula, I'm going to rest easy when I know I did it without endangering anyone else.

Angelo insisted on him coming with me and Vincenzo didn't even let me protest to him coming with.

"Up," Angelo says as he points up at the wall. The best way in is for us to climb up and over the high wall.

I look down at my tablet and use the cameras on the other side of the wall to see if there are any guards on this side of the house.

"Clear," I say and he is quick to start climbing up the wall. He shows me a thumbs up when he gets to the top of the wall and I nod before he descends on the other side.

Vincenzo waits for me to start climbing the side of the wall before following me up. With my tablet tucked in my belt along with two guns and a few daggers, I grip onto the bricks of the wall with all the strength in my hands.

I get to the top of the wall without slipping once and I feel proud of myself for not hurting myself. Angelo stands at the bottom of the wall with his arms stretched out and I take a deep breath as I drop myself into his hold.

He puts me down as Vincenzo jumps down from the high wall and lands on both feet like it was nothing.

Vincenzo nods and all three of us run to the front door as quietly as we can, making sure to dodge the few guards walking around.

The only thing that's truly protecting this place is the high end security system so they don't have much guards roaming the grounds.

Angelo checks if anyone is coming while I try to get through the biometric lock placed on the door. I easily cracked the code, but still struggle to get the palm scanner to unlock without actually using a palm print.

Suddenly, the door clicks and starts to open from the inside. "I didn't do that," I whisper in a panic. Vincenzo pushes me behind his back and Angelo stands in front of me.

Vincenzo pulls one of the guns from the holster around his shoulders and cocks it before turning off the safety. He lifts his gun up and puts his finger on the trigger, ready to kill whoever is standing on the other side of the door.

Fuck, that's so hot.

"Emilio?" I look past his frame to see a handsome man who looks he just dropped out of an Anime series.

His dark eyes meet mine and I don't hide the fact that I'm staring at him. He smiles and winks before looking back at Vincenzo who groans and glares at the man in front of us.

"If you wanted to kill them so badly, you could've just called me to let you in," the man laughs as he makes way for us to walk into the house.

"You aren't working with the Bravta?" Vincenzo asks as we walk into the house and he shakes his head. "How can I be sure, Mitsuhiro?"

Even though this man has welcomed us into his home with a smile, Vincenzo still seems tense. I don't blame him though, if he had his way, he would've killed this man right on the spot.

"One thing, I hate the Russians, they are too cocky," the man says with a wave of his hand and a small chuckle. "They are in the East wing," the man says and I smile widely.

"Thank you so much," I say with a bow.

"She's so respectful, but there's no need," he says and I quickly straighten up. "Have fun." I nod before Vincenzo and Angelo start making their way to the East wing. I look down at my tablet, still using the cameras to my advantage.

"Stop," I say when I see a man standing outside a door around the corner. "He doesn't look like he belongs here." I show Vincenzo the tablet and he nods. "I guess they are in that room."

"Good," Angelo says as he walks around the corner. I try to go after him but Vincenzo holds me back.

My eyes widen when I hear the man ask him who he is and he just laughs in response. After a few seconds of hearing low groans and shifting feet, Angelo comes back around the corner.

"Come on," he says with a devilish grin and I can't help but to mimick his smile. We walk around the corner and I see the man laid out on the floor next to the door.

Vincenzo opens the door without warning and Angelo quickly slips inside of the room to protect him. He walks into the room a second later and he tells me to come in.

"Took you long enough," Paula laughs from her seat in front of the mirror.

"Help," Ivan pleads from underneath her foot.

Help?

Sure.

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Let's help him, ok?

There's like two chapters left... without smut soooooo

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