"Do we know you, Miss?" A man in black stopped me, followed by some other dog-looking folks. "I'm sorry, but I don't" I answered nonchalantly and was about to pass, but he stopped me again, which made me raise a brow at him.

He pulled a photo in front of me that I recognized; it was shot at a party I attended last week. It's not just any ordinary party that I went to; it's a mission from Organizare to infiltrate the drug trade business that will take place right there at the party, and I'm the one assigned to undertake it.

"You look just like her. I assumed we didn't know each other," he taunted as he laughed. "I don't know her," I answered as I rolled my eyes and turned away, but I still hadn't been able to take a few steps when his dog-looking companions started to create a circle as they gathered around me.

"Do you honestly think in this case we'll believe you? You should know that we are not illiterate for you to fool us immediately, "he said and looked at me with eyes full of lust. I can't help but roll my eyes at them. I still have a lot of stuff to deal with, but here I am wasting my precious time talking with this bunch of low-class people.

"You look like one, so fuck off," I snarled, making him grit his teeth in anger. He grasped my face in his palms and drew it closer to him, which made me almost lose consciousness as I smelled his life-threatening breath.

In annoyance, I kicked on the thing between his thighs, making him squirm in pain, as I stomped on his right hand, which was placed on the floor that supported him from not falling. "Fuck," he murmured as I pressed it even harder; I was only wearing a 3-inch stiletto, but he could feel my pain, which he compensated for by rubbing my face.

"Go and get her!" He beckoned to his companions, and five men charged at me at once. I quickly switched to the defense position and defied all of the charges they threw at me. Every punch and kick I dodge, I merely observe them as I continue to avoid conventional fighting, and it's when I observe them doing the same thing that made me grin.

I startled them by switching positions with my feet. I replied by kicking and punching them. They also seemed exhausted from what I had done to them as they tried to dodge my punches and kicks.

I just knocked them down quickly, and now they have broken noses and are knocked on the floor with two others on the side of the road. Some of them are writhing in pain and unable to stand.

"You'll pay for this," muttered the stinking guy as I knelt to help him. I just stared at him and turned around, but then I heard my phone ring and took it out of my pocket without looking at who had called.

"What exactly do you want?" I asked the person on the other line without showing any emotion, but when someone yelled at me and nearly broke my eardrums, I instinctively moved my phone away from my ear. ["Where in the world are you?!?"]I was taken aback when I heard my dear brother's familiar voice.

"Calm down, my beloved brother, I'm on my way," I spoke as I kicked a nearby empty soda can on the floor and crashed on the man writhing in pain. "Bullseye! I screamed in my mind as it hit him straight in the forehead that makes me grin.

["You better get here before 10 o'clock, understand?"] He spoke in an authoritative manner that made me giggle. "Yes, brother," I responded sarcastically as I prepared to leave when I heard a gunshot from behind me that suddenly fired.

It was too late for me to avoid it since it had already hit me in my shoulder, but the one that surprised me the most was when I heard my brother's voice on the other line of the call. That made me curse in annoyance.

["Was it a gunshot? Allison, where the freaking hell are you? "] He asked as I ended the call. Sometimes I hate myself for forgetting something so common like this, especially when it comes to my brother.

I swiftly approached the stinking man who was holding the gun pointed at me shakingly. I moved a few steps between us and glared at him coldly. I watched him shudder from the stand as I gave him my creepiest smile. I shifted my body and kicked his hands, forcing his gun to fly; he was stunned.

I noticed the horror written on his face, but I didn't let him react because I swiftly grasped that gun and simply pulled and shot his tiny pet between his tights. He instantly fell on the floor, cradling his head to stop the blood from coming down there.

Say goodbye to your future and your baby down there. See you. I smiled at him and bid my farewell, as I left, leaving him and the others lying on the ground, and quickly dialed one of the most clingy people that I know.

["Does my destiny require anything?"] He asked on the other line that made me chuckle. I asked those stinky and dog-looking guys to help me clean up my mess. "I'd want some of your men to help me clean up my mess," I said, referring to those stinky and dog-looking guys.

["How many dear?"] he asked, "Six guys, two of whom were unconscious, three of whom have fractures and shattered bones, and one who has no future," I said and I heard him laugh on the other line.

['AL GHAD!']Didn't you even feel sorry for that person? You didn't even let him get away with it."]He said as he continued to laugh, which made me roll my eyes. I immediately hung up the call since I still had something to do and my time was already wasted by those people.

I quickly turned around and hopped on my motorcycle, which was not far away. I was about to start the engine when I heard the sound of a helicopter above me with a familiar sign printed on it, which made me sigh in frustration.

I was even more frustrated when a black limousine stopped in front of me and my brother stepped out of it while looking at me with his furious eyes, naturally demanding an explanation.

"What are you thinking, Allison Hilary Blair?!?" My brother grabbed me and pulled me off my motorbike. "Answer me, Allison!" I merely groaned and pulled my arm from his grasp and gave him a bored expression.

"Look, brother, I'm alright, I didn't do anything," I told him as he roamed his gaze all over me and moaned in frustration. "Why did Nate contact me and tell me you're asking to clean something? What happened?" he asked.

"I was on my way to the HQ when those bastards appeared out of nowhere in front of me, and I just protected myself," I answered, "Are you certain?" He asks certainly and I answer him with a nod.

"All right, let's go!" I didn't protest at him anymore as he dragged me into the limousine since I knew that one of his men would take care of my Motorbike. I merely stayed silent on a ride while he's talking to someone on his phone with death written on his face.

"Allison, why did you do that?!?" My brother suddenly as I look at him with a questioning face, "What did I do?" I asked in astonishment, and glanced at him in amazement; he groaned and clenched his fist as if he was holding back.

"Don't behave as if you don't know what I'm saying and tell me why you did it!" I gasp in awe since I did even know what he asked "Look, brother, I don't get your point, ok? What exactly did I do?"I asked him.

"Why did you shoot that man on his thing? You can just shoot him somewhere else or knock him out " I blinked a few times when I started to get his point and started to laugh, now I know why he had that Look while talking to someone on his phone.

"Ohh that? I just shoot him in his thing since he's lusting over me plus he shoots me first "I answered which made him look at me with wide eyes, "Shoot you? Where?" He asked, and I showed him my right shoulder that was grazed by the bullet, though it wasn't that noticeable since I'm wearing a dark leather jacket and it's already dark outside.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He said and clicked his tongue and got the first aid kit under the car seat and sat beside me as I let him treat my wound; It didn't hurt that much since it already became numb and it's just a graze from a bullet and nothing much.

Soon after, he completed treating my wound that most likely took him half an hour to clean and wrap. I bet my shoulder was wrapped with a ribbon on it since it was well organized. I looked outside the window as the car stopped in front of a massive building structured here in Spain.

I followed my brother as he got out of the car and some men with some high caliber of guns instantly bowed down before us. This is our primary headquarters in Madrid, Spain, and we also have headquarters in other countries and continents such as Russia, Italy, France, Japan, Korea, Qatar, and so on.

Our family owns a number of businesses and organizations, but the legitimate ones were founded by my ancestors, who established these Lame Group of peoples known as Empire and Organizare. which is more likely similar to some Secret Intelligence force.

We were tasked with some cases like infiltrating some illegal organizations like the mafia, those who dealt drugs to local society, and groups of people who were dealing in prostitution and some other cases that are more likely cannot be accomplished by a mere Policeman or someone from the government.

My brother is one of the heads here, and my friend Nate is the head of the Condictor. Condictors are the people that organize and dispose of our target's body as long as there is a valid reason for disposal. My family has been running this lame organization since the dark ages, and they still do so now. My father is now the current Praetor of this organization, and soon my brother and I will join as well.

"Praetor is now waiting," said one of the officers in this area, who then glanced at me and my brother and went in since our father is already here. "Papa," we both said as we bowed to give our respects.

"Escuché lo que pasó hace un momento, ¿qué crees que estás haciendo, Allison? " I just heard what occurred; what do you think you're doing, Allison. My father said with an authoritative voice "Lo Siento Papa, I'm only defending myself." I said and bowed my head.

"Is shooting someone in his D*ck considered protecting? Incredible" He said sarcastically which made me clench my fist and keep my mouth shut. "Never mind, either way, the reason why I both called you here is about your new mission," He said that made me look up to him, who is looking at me intently.

"Quiero que vuele a Filipinas y entre en una de nuestras prestigiosas escuelas." I want you to fly over to the Philippines and enter one of our prestigious schools. I was taken aback 'bout what he just said and looked at my brother with a questioning look.

"¿Por qué?" I ask astounded and blink a few times, "ya que eres el heredero del Sapphire Empire , quiero que aprendas a manejar, administrar y cuidar tus propias responsabilidades a partir de ahora, entiendes?!"Because you are the Heir to the "Sapphire Empire," I want you to learn how to govern, manage, and take care of your own obligations starting now... do you understand?!

I can't help myself but nod at what he said especially when it comes to "responsibility" even if I were to disagree my words were nothing to him as an excuse. "Bien, ahora empaca tus cosas, volarás mañana por la mañana tan pronto como salga el sol" Now go pack your belongings; you'll go as soon as the sun rises tomorrow morning.

I was taken aback by what I heard just now since he's leaving me with no choice but to follow his orders and want me to leave as soon as possible, it was as if he was simply throwing me in there for as long as he could.

"Papa isn't it to-" My brother protested but my father simply glared at him so I just held his hands and gave him a look that It's alright since we can't go against his words.

"Uno de nuestros Condictor le enviará los detalles de su misión ahora, vaya y Ashton se quedará'' One of our Condictor will provide you the assignment instructions; now depart, and Ashton will stay, he said. I bow at him and guide myself out of the room.

I didn't bother to look back and head straight to the limousine we rode earlier and ask someone to drive me to the residence I'm currently residing in. I simply silently glanced out the window of the moving car and smiled sadly, maybe sending me to the Philippines wasn't such a horrible idea, after all, I can start a new life there and be free of my father's control... Possibly.