FEMALE IN DISGUISE : CHAPTER 61 – 70
5PM, HOUSE OF ORLOVS*
Madden stepped in in his black tailored suit, looking so giant in the outfit.
Suits map out his real physique, and while he likes that, he hates how corporate it makes him look.
He hates being corporate, it reminds him of that day at his father’s burial when everyone wore black with zero empathy in their eyes.
Black is fake, to him.
He entered the meeting hall and met everyone else on seat already.
Erik, Klara, and Igor. Then the remaining four top members.
He took his seat at the far end of the table, and he could feel Igor’s piercing eyes on himself, but he gave him no attention.
Hope he goes blind.
“Where’s the new member? This meeting should be over in five minutes. I have to get rid of this damn suit” He said bluntly, opening the chest button of his dress shirt.
That instant, the new member came in, and Madden’s lids went up immediately he saw him.
Sergei, the most cunning man in the establishment.
Also, Madden has a hidden relationship with Sergei, so he’s sure Erik did this on purpose.
Making Sergei the fifth member of the top 5 only means something is coming up, but he’s all ready for whatever it is.
Madden looked over at Erik, and when their eyes met, Erik smiled slightly, and Madden smirked.
“I’m welcoming myself to the circle” Sergei said as he took his seat intentionally beside Madden.
“Feels good to meet you again, Death” he said.
Madden looked at him, his eyes still like the ocean.
“Can’t say the same thing” he said, not hiding the disapproval in his tone.
“Why is he not here? The strong bodyguard who killed Stravinsky” Sergei talked further.
“He’s in my team now. He’ll join me in the next meeting.” Igor spoke up, and Klara glared bitterly at him.
“Drastic change in power, isn’t it?” Sergei spoke, not taking his eyes off Madden.
“Shall we start the meeting?” Klara spoke.
Madden rested back on his chair as the boring discussions started.
FEMALE IN DISGUISE : CHAPTER 61 – 70
6PM*
Adeline was more than thrilled as she drove out of the compound like Madden instructed.
Her excitement was limitless not only because she’s finally getting a haircut, but also because after spending one and a half month in the clan, she found a lead to Corey.
She was humming a tune she created in her head as she drove down the busy district road, taking in the smell of snow in her nostrils.
This time of the year, everywhere smells like Madden cos of the snow, and she’s beginning to pity his future wife cos even after winter, the poor woman will still have to wake up to insane cold every morning.
She blew off that thought as fast as it came though.
Madden doesn’t look like he has a heart to love, talk more of getting married.
Who’d marry that stone?
Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw him ahead.
He’s already waiting under the teak tree!
She quickly pulled up, and he opened the Cherokee door, getting in beside her.
“You’re one minute late” he said stoically without looking at her.
“I didn’t know you’d be coming with me” she replied.
“Drive” he ordered, and she slightly smiled before driving off the road.
Madden changed the suit already, and now he’s wearing slacks and a white button down which is loose.
The sleeves are rolled up, revealing his biceps, and the chest buttons are open till the middle, showcasing his tattooed chest and the damn cross necklace again.
She’d have to ask him one of these days why he wears that when he has a mansion in hell.
“Pull up” he suddenly spoke up after she drove for three minutes.
She pulled into a small parking lot in town, and they stepped out of the car together, landing in front of a sophisticated saloon.
He led the way inside, and she followed.
There are several workers inside, all tattooed and wild looking, but as Madden entered, they all greeted respectively.
Seems he’s a regular here.
“Who walks with this much authority if not Death!” A huge short man appeared with a grin.
He’s definitely the boss here.
“Give him a smart haircut” Madden replied straight, gesturing at Adeline.
“Follow me, little man” the man waved at her, popping the gum loudly in his mouth.
“I’m Micheal, not little man” Adeline replied sassily, and the man laughed.
“Little one, just have a seat”
“I said, Micheal” Adeline insisted, glaring coldly.
“Fine, Micheal.” He shrugged in surrender.
FEMALE IN DISGUISE : CHAPTER 61 – 70
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