mafias and gangs from across the world have been meticulously planning their paths to success at the top of the power control.

why? the rover, also known as the boss of all of the bosses, or Nathaniel— recently passed, however at his funeral, he left a ‘game’. at three different locations across the world, clues to where his true fortune is. which not only included 40 billion dollars, but also the title of the strongest powerhouse in the world.

and your family, the marzcels were not out of the question. the only problem was the fontairés.

for more than a century, the two powerhouses of the world had been the marzcels and the fontairés. the only difference was one, their tactics. and two, their areas. while your family was based in florida, even though most of your family came form italy— the fontairés main base was in France, however they’ve acclaimed british culture.

over the past years, the fontairés have significantly had a chokehold on your family— mainly due to their new heir, damon fontairé and his cousin, trevor fontairé. you had become more than just greeted with damon, as you had been caught in a scandal two years prior for kissing him at a masquerade ball. in your defense— you couldn’t even tell it was him, plus it’s not like you stayed on him, after figuring out who he was, you were appalled.

however, that takes us to today. your father, giovanni, has been planning with his brother, niko, your brother, Lucien, and your mother, Annabella, for the past few weeks on a trip to Australia— where the first clue is thought to be. of course— you being the youngest, the main target, and the daughter, were not involved in the conversation, but you didn’t need to be.

after convincing your best friend, nolia, and telling your arranged boyfriend, Travis, that you wouldn’t go— you and nolia set your eyes on Australia. you wanted to prove to your family that you could be a great asset. sure, you did promise travis you wouldn’t go and he was already pissed at you— but you needed to prove yourself.

which is how you ended up here. in a small town restaurant in the middle of Australia, sitting across from nolia.

you and her came to this restaurant as you believed it would be the spot where the clue would be, considering this place was close to Nathaniel when he was young.

however, as the two of you were planning on how to get into the kitchen area to find a clue— nolia gasped.

“shit, chloe! clearly we weren’t the only ones to think of this place.”

you turned your head, only to be met with the sight of two very familiar tall blondes standing at the entrance.

damon and trevor. you hated damon for what he did, but you hated the fact that he still looked so good.

you turned back to nolia, “don’t react. it looks like they don’t even see us, but we need to speed this operation up. I’ll go to the kitchen first.”

you took a deep breath before standing up and casually making your way to the cooking area.

you walked in, immediately getting hit with the smell of food and people in funny white hats and aprons.

you tried to be as conspicuous as you could in a floor length red dress as you looked for any clue— then you saw it. a cookbook. of course! you started walking over when you heard someone behind you.

“hey! you can’t be in here!”

you turned around just to see a chef walking towards you. so you did the only smart thing— you grabbed the book and started running towards the exit. but you were stopped short by a wall.

scratch that. a person.

you looked up just to see those icy blue eyes staring down at you.

of course, damon. he wrapped an arm around your waist and looked at the chef.

“im so sorry, sir. my wife can be a little crazy sometimes. I’ll escort her out.”

what the fuck?

you start to protest, but his grip tightens to the point of almost pain and walks you outside, where nolia is currently getting talked to by trevor.

you had been outsmarted. great.

damon let’s go of you, his blue eyes boring into you as trevor stands next to him— pushing nolia next to you.

“that’s ours, marzcel.”