The Playboy’s Downfall novel Chapter 2

“I’m a mafia boss—”

“I know,” she replied.

“H-How?” If he doesn’t have control, he should be stepping on the brake and stopping the car. Good thing he was trained in this manner.

“It’s a guess, and I got you,” she replied and smirked. She glanced at him, “guess I am right all along that you’re a part of an organization on the underground society.

“So, does that mean my life is always in danger? Do you have an enemy?”

“Enemies, baby. They’re many,” he replied.

She smiled. “I love guns—”

“Yeah, Apollo told me. You’re always been on a firing range since you were in high school,” Zero interrupted.

“So, is there any threat at this moment, baby?” Isla asked, making Zero frowns.

“B-Baby?”

Isla arched her brow and looked at him. “Yeah. Why you don’t want it?”

Zero smiled. “Of course, I love it. It’s just that you surprise me every time you call me: baby,” he replied. “And for the threat, I always received every day, but it’s all settled. You’re safe, baby,” Zero asserted.

SINCE IT was still early, Zero and Isla decided to talk about the most things they were interested in. They choose to stay and sit on the wooden bench at the park near the restaurant that Zero wants to take her to.

“So, when did you establish your organization?”

“After graduation. My dad has one too, and he’s also a mafia boss. And you knew how dangerous it is when you engage yourself with bad people like us—”

“You’re not bad. I could feel it. You’re just a playboy, a womanizer,” she cut off the hum of his words.

Zero couldn’t help but chuckle. “Yeah. But you love this playboy,” he replied, which made Isla to rolled her eyes.

“How about your mom? Does she know that your dad is a mafia boss?”

Zero nodded and smiled. He couldn’t believe that they were talking about this. He thought Isla would fear him if she found out, but it’s the opposite again. And he’s grateful for it.

“Yes, she knew. Aside from Apollo and Becca, it was Mom who convinced me first to confess my true feelings to you.”

“Your mom is so adorable, and I’m glad that she likes me…” she smiled, “—loving you is just like air. You can feel it, but you can’t see it. It’s shady. I thought it would just be unrequited love, and then here we are, sitting next to each other, loving each other—which I thought was just a dream.”

Zero, “…”

“Your identity is not a problem to me. I even love it. Ever since I loved mafias gangsters—I have wanted to engage in fights. I even tried underground fighting, but Apollo found it out, so I stopped. Becca knows all of this.”

Zero let out a soft chuckle. “I thought you’re that kind of girl who’s shy and doesn’t want her newly polish fingernails to get broken,” he replied.

“That was just a façade. But seriously, I would love to know how this mafia thing works.”

Zero sighed. “It’s dangerous. It’s either you will kill or get killed…” he looked at her, “—you need to sacrifice… you will need to take the risk. You need to be powerful and be ready to face threats.”

She nodded. “Are you dealing with drugs and guns or any illegal doings?”

“I engaged with firearms and rendering services.”

“Like?”

“Like taking orders from the government—the FBI or anyone who needs help to get inside the underground society.”

“FBI? Aren’t they, your enemy?”