Pretending to Be an Untouchable Crime Boss Chapter 191 191: What?

But who should that person be?

He knew literally little about his own family, his own organization, and he could think of nobody who was actually suited for a spot in the family, to lead and sobody he could trust.

"Then that's it." Jas said as he was ready to get up, but then Hector spoke.

"What about our next steps?"

Yeah, a question that everybody wanted to hear, what are Jas Bellini's next steps, what is he going to do? Not just about the whole cartel but the players around them. What actually happened to Marco, what he said and if he said sothing what is Jas going to do with the information?

These questions needed to be answered.

"We do nothing really, just wait for tomorrow and what Linda is going to release to the public. After that, we will have another eting with them, we will speak about the matters. Marco said the next target will be Sophia and Damien and, well, everyone who is a bigger player."

"So they want to kill everybody around you?" Hector asked as he was thinking about it.

Isabella and Marco all died, and Hector knew that the cartel just used them and that's it.

On the other hand, Silas died too, they almost had a war with him, but he chose to kneel before them, and he died too. For Hector, it seed the cartel was doing everything in their power to kill everybody close to them, to have no resources from outside, to slowly circle around them.

But at the mont, they aren't alone, no, they are the most powerful they've ever been.

The governnt, Sophia herself, and if they make a deal with Damien and the others, it will be impossible to actually touch them.

"But one thing for sure, they will attack us, because during the raid of Marco's house, one of the higher-ups died, called Emmanuel." As he said it, all of them just got pulled out of their thoughts as they heard his words, especially Hector.

The cartel are the worst to deal with, and they will beco just worse as now one of the higher-ups actually died. But his thought was the sa as Jas's, if they beco furious and will attack out of rage, they will be weak and desperate.

"That's actually good." Hector sighed as he looked up. "But we need to prepare for that." He looked to the side, to Ramirez.

"Yeah, that's for sure. They will use anything to get a getback…. maybe they will even start bombing."

"What do you an by that?" Jas imdiately asked.

"Back in the day, they usually killed civilians, a lot of them and did it in a way that portrayed it as another cartel did, to cause more outrage. Let's say they bomb a park and leave evidence that it was you, and while everybody is panicking, they attack again, and it is not about the governnt because we are working with them, but the civilians, they will demand answers."

That would be the worst outco of all of this, Jas didn't even think about or know about sothing like this. He read books and watched docuntaries about the mafia but not the cartel or anything close to it, and if that would actually happen… like a literal terrorist attack it would be an outco that would shatter him.

He might be cold, he might be changed into sothing that people fear and respect, but he himself had many cracks in him. And one of them was the aningless death of civilians, because he wanted to be the one who gave aning to the hopeless.

"Just prepare for an attack, because it's going to happen, I'm sure of it. That's it." He said and finally got up from the chair, and with him Sophia too, like she was his shadow or sothing.

"Yeah?" He asked as he turned around, looking at her, but she just stood there, eyeing him with a smile, while Ramirez and Hector imdiately started to talk about the plans they had in their minds.

"What about the information I have?" She asked, but sothing was telling Jas that wasn't it at all.

"Tomorrow… if the house doesn't get bombed… so go to sleep, the room is upstairs." He said and turned back, and this ti he didn't hear the step behind him and slowly went up to his room, and imdiately ate his pills, because the pain was now so hard and painful he could barely stand. But he still needed to take a shower because he could feel the blood on him.

Yeah, the scent of it, and maybe so brain splater from Marco was on his suit, kinda disgusting but he was so fucked he didn't really care about that part. So he made his way to the shower, and there was a big-ass bathtub made out of marble.

It was the perfect ti to wash off his sins… not biblical, but the blood that was on his hands, on his arms, even his face a little bit… it was the best thing to do in the way he did it.

He first took a shower because bathing in the sa water that he washed the blood and brain parts off in wasn't the best thing to do. So he took a shower and then put his ass in the hot water, and it was like his mind was powered off, like nothing happened in the last 24 hours.

Even the pain in his body felt like it magically went away as he was laying in the bathtub, like it really washed away everything, the stress, the chaos, and the little morality that was left in him… or it wasn't morality at all… but the fact that he needed to do things in a way to put himself in the light, that he is the one who is the good person, the hero, and not the villain.

But that was impossible, portraying sobody who is not him… well, his life was built on it in the last years and he exactly beca that, that he was portraying a villain rather than a hero, but it was not the word he was searching for and he knew it too.

He needs to play his card in his hand to beat the dealer, beat the odds against him, to beco sobody who is seen by the public but in a way that they don't really care too much about him. But how can he achieve sothing like that, because there will always be sobody against him, there will always be evidence, there will always be deaths.

Mom was right, if I build companies, I can sit back, and the others do the dirty job. That way I can just sit in peace without any bla against … but that's too much…

Yeah, it was too much. Everything is too much. He grew up too fast. He was already an old man in a young man's body. He was required to do things that would crush everybody else, emotionally and physically. He needed to act in a way that he was not ready for.

But all that ans nothing anymore, because he embraced it all. He already beca the exact thing he feared most. He's already alone. He's already in a life that he can't change.

"Why the fuck … need to save this fucking country." He whispered as he leaned back his head, staring at the ceiling. Then his phone suddenly rang and he imdiately jumped out of the bathtub so fast that he slipped and fell on his ass, but got up fast as the dicines now acted and picked the phone up.

"Yeah?"

"It's , Bella." She said, and her voice was full of joy. "How are you? Are you alright? You got shot or not? What's happening?" She imdiately asked dozens of questions without stopping.

"I'm good, nothing happened." A lie again, but he knew that if he said Ferucci is half dead, she would get back imdiately… but she already knew it.

"Ohh thank God…" She said, but she doesn't really play the dumb and clueless character.. but at least Jas didn't notice it, he was just happy to hear her voice.

"Yeah, what about you?"

"I'm tired and stressed, but everything's alright. We are in the embassy and everyone is good with us, so I thought I will call you… what ti is it there?" She asked, because she didn't even care about the ti difference.

"It's almost 4."

"Ohh then I hang up, go to sleep." She said imdiately, because even though Jas didn't tell her too much, she knew very well that shit's happening, because well she called up everybody in the family who worked under him, and they told everything even that Ferucci is half dead, and the war broke out.… but she decided not to press on that because she knew Jas would say the sa, to stay with his family. And she knew that her role is to protect them, to stay with them. But she also knew one more thing… "Before I hang up… is that bitch really there?" She asked, but now her voice was cold and fierce.

Jas imdiately thought of Sophia, and he was right. "Yeah, she is a part of our family." He answered and he was already waiting for Bella the house down his head or but no nothing, just silence for so second.. "But don't worry I—"

"You can fuck her."

Jas's mouth literally dropped. "...What…?"

"I know you feel lonely and you need satisfaction… and I'd rather let you fuck her than so dirty whore or stripper, so go ahead… I'm fine with it." She laughed but it was a laugh that was a little psychopathic and maniac. "I'm going to kill her anyway, and if you fuck her, I'll have even more reason to slit her throat and I will do it with more happiness."

What the fuck is she saying…