Tarzan nodded at me for the ok. Grace is safe and that's all that matters to me right now. Getting her to safety was priority, now I can do what I wanted to do. She thinks that we aren't fighting back but we are. I just needed her out of the cross fire.

"Just got the call that all their warehouses are burnt to the ground and all of their businesses," Reno said to me and I nodded. Ryan only knows how to kill and think that's it. I'm going to hit you where it really hurts, in your pockets. Without his businesses, he has no money. He can try to rebuild them but it's going to cost his triple the amount than I'm sure he has.

"We also bought their supplier out," Tarzan smiled. "They don't have anything at this point,"

"Good," I loaded my guns up. "Now we play their game,". Tarzan loves action, he was raised into it. The smile on his face only means one thing and I'm glad he's smiling. He's ready to do some damage.

"You can say it now, Tarzan," I laughed and his face lit up.

"Really? He asked and I laughed. "Autobots! Out!" He proudly said with his automatic in his hand. I bursted out laughing at his confidence then followed his left out of the house.

"Tell them to start," I told Reno as we climbed into the car. As soon as Grace got within two miles of this place, I ordered for everyone shooting at this house to be killed. So now there's just bodies and bodies of men laying on the road. Brains, guts, blood everywhere.

"Better get this cleaned up before the department gets their panties in a bunch. You know they stay out of our affairs but this is a mass homicide," Reno muttered as he drove. Which he is right but I'm already two steps ahead of him.

My phone rang loudly in the silent car. I let it ring for a while then answered. "Hello,"

"You son of a bitch!!!!" Ryan yelled making me smirk.

"What Ryan? You think I'd just let you kill my men and everything would be okay? No. See you're a fucking child and that probably why your father didn't want you taking over after he died. All you can do is kill," I hung up on him and laughed as Reno mimicked him.

"Little does he know," Tarzan laughed as we pulled up to his personal house.

"Who're you here-?" The guard asked then his eyes went big. Reno smirked before pointed the silenced gun at the guard and shot him three times in his chest. Blood oozed out all over the little guard house while Reno pressed the green button to let us in. This is the only security he has? There's no way.

"Clear," Tarzan looked at his phone crazy. "Our guys said they see no guards, not even hidden,"

"This is weird. Either he's very stupid or this is a set up. Watch your backs extra carefully," I told them as we parked. We all hopped out of the car and began scoping out his place. It's a big house but it's boring.

Tarzan jumped on a ledge and pulled himself onto a second floor window.

He played with the window for a while then climbed in. Reno went around back while I simply walked through the front door. Nothing inside of the house screams unique. But don't worry, I'll decorate it for him. The house was quiet for a while until I heard a gun click.

I slowly turned around to face Ryan. "Fuck!" He whispered as he played with the safety on the gun.

"You wanna kill me?" I asked him and he ignored me. "Here," I tossed him my gun. He looked at me for a while before scrambling for it. "You've threatened my family and my business from afar. You've never been this close to me, huh?"

I took a few steps forward. He pointed my gun at me but I'm not worried about it. I doubt he's brave enough to pull the trigger and if he is, another bullet will enter him. Tarzan may be very quiet when he does things, but so is Reno.

"How'd you find my house?" He asked with the gun stop pointed at me.

"I own New York. One way or another, I'd find you," I smirked. "So what're you going to do? You have nothing left. As we speak you're men are being brutally murdered and your business to ash," I plopped down onto his couch.

"If you kill me there's always going to be someone after you, revenging my death and then that black bitch of yours will fucking die!" He yelled. My blood boiled, my hands twitched but I didn't let him see. "How could you ruin a strong Italian bloodline with a dirty black?"

"The same way your mother ruined her marriage by fucking every mafia leader. You think that people didn't take your father serious because of how he operated? No, it was because they'd already had a taste of his wife. And from what I've heard, it wasn't a good taste either," I laughed as his face dropped.

"Thought mommy dearest was a saint?" Reno laughed which made Ryan jump in fear.

"Why'd you have to pick a fight with Dro?" Tarzan asked. "Bullying isn't nice, especially when the bullied retaliates,". They're teasing him, getting under his skin.

I stood up and walked over to him. My gun pressed against my chest as I hovered over him. Short mother fucker. "Also being racist isn't nice either. Apologize,"

"Fuck you!" He yelled. Reno laughed then went towards another room. I heard a fridge open and moving around. Tarzan turned on the tv and put his foot up. I put my leather gloves on and watched him.

Ryan's finger itched over the trigger but I beat him to it. He has my only gun but that doesn't mean I don't have another other weapon on me. My sharp knife quickly cut his trigger finger off. He screamed out in pain while I just watched the blood spurt out then took my gun off of the floor.

"I try to be patient with you but it doesn't work," I spoke. "Because you're just stubborn and you just want to push my buttons," I kicked him down to the floor then put his arms on his coffee table.

"I think this place needs a little color," Tarzan spoke to me as his show went on commercial.

"I think a little red wouldn't hurt," Reno came back in the living room with an entire meal on a plate.

"This table does need a center piece," I nodded. Ryan's eyes grew big and he shook like a crack head. I took the long route and sawed his wrist off with the knife. It didn't take long because of the type of knife it is, a customized Japanese knife with a very sharp blade.

"Please stop!" Ryan screamed but I ignored his pleas. I'm sure they didn't care about Deena's pleas, he didn't care when he called my girl a black bitch. So I'm not going to care if I cut into his vein and saw his hand off.

"Uh uh," I teased then his screams increased as I completely took off his hand. Sweat basically poured out of him and his eyes fluttered. I had to slap him a few times so he'd stay awake.

"I just want an apology for all of this. For threatening my family, my businesses, my men," I told him while wiping the blood off of the knife.

"I'm not sorry for anything so if you want to kill me just do it," Ryan said slowly. I shrugged and picked up my gun. His eyes closed in anticipation, but I didn't do anything.

"Tarzan you checked every room?" I asked in Italian as my finger rested on the trigger. Tarzan is English but he's been around long enough to know what we're saying.

"Yeah," He answered back.

"Double check," I have a feeling that I can't shake. He's not begging for his life like he would've unless he's ready to die for a reason.

Tarzan hopped up out the couch and headed upstairs. It took him a little while but he came back down with a girl with long dark hair with tears rolling down her face. She started begging us to let her go.

"Who is this?" I fake gasp.

"Kill me if you want just leave her alone," Ryan begged.

"You don't get it do you? You've threatened my home so I'll threaten yours. No one disrespects me like that," I made sure he understood what I was saying before pointing the gun at the girl and shot her multiple times.

"No! No! No!" Ryan cried before I killed him too. This whole situation was so stressful.

"Whew! I'm kinda exhausted," I looked at the dead bodies and shrugged.

"To take over, we have to go through another family but it might be easy to convince them," Reno said and I shook my head.

"I don't want it. Leave it to the family, I have other plans," I began walking out of this newly decorated house, to the car. This was just the beginning.