Damon Wayans is an Italian Lawyer and Mafia Consigliere who move back to NY due to a conflict with in his organization.

He ends up Crossing paths with a sharp-tongued Lawyer named Bethel Wright, and the two join force In using villainous methods to take down villains who cannot be punished by the Law.

Damon being a strict and quite person do you think he can cope with Bethel?

Do you think they can bring down this villains who law cannot punish?

Let's find out.

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Chapter 1

Vineyard

Looking at the plaza he said, "my goal is, to tear down this building."

Damon was woken up by the sound of his phone, he took from the bedside and checked the caller, he hissed and and disconnected the call.

He heave a his, then he put his right hand on his head, still laying down on the bed.

He heave another sign and put his both hands on his face rubbing his eyes then later brought it down.

He stood up from his king size bed and walk to his automatic sliding door which leads to his glassy balcony. Using his left hand to massage his aching neck, he watch as the sun rise, he stood the stood there closed to an hour before heading to his bathroom to do his daily routine.

After he was dressed up for his 'today's mission,' he checked himself out for the last time before going out of his mansion without eating breakfast, in fact, there was no cooking today, not that there is no food to cook or something, but today no cooking in the mansion.

Coming out of the mansion, his numerous guards greeted him which he acknowledged with a nod. he got into his already opened car and and said to his driver, “ to Lucas's house."

“Yes, Mr. Wayans."

And he drove off to their destination.

Damon was busy with his tab inside the car when he heard the noise of the helicopter, he look at the helicopter and look ahead of him , then he noticed they are closed to Lucas's house, in fact, they are in the middle two hundred acres of farm, which tall and beautiful trees covered.

Actually, Lucas is a farmer, not just an ordinary farmer, a multi billionaire at that and he is also involved in Mafia life. Although, only just few people knew. He built his mansion in the middle of his farm just so he could take care of them even though he has numerous of workers that can do that. And the center of the farm is the road to his mansion.

When they got to the big gate of his luxurious mansion, a guard stop them, the driver Geneva whine down the the window, he hint him to see who at the back sit, seeing the person inside he told the other one side to open the gate, and he did.

The driver drove in and pack the car at the packing lot before opening the door for Damon, he came down and majestically walked inside the mansion, he was directed to the roof top where he met him eating breakfast.

“How can you do business even on the day of your boss' funeral? Lucas chuckled.

Damon kept a blank expression and took his sit opposite him.

“This is the last offer from my boss, Lucas,” he said giving him the iPad on his hand.

“An offer from a dead man? No interest. You can take your leave now, as you can see am having my breakfast, don't wanna be distrusted."

Damon took back the iPad and said in his usual cold tone , “killing president Vincent to take over the vineyard and the union, was a mistake on your part. He was like a brother to Khalid."

“ Whatever this is, I won't be accepting it," Lucas deadpanned.

Damon chuckled darkly and bow his head.

“Does it sound like an offer to you? This is Khalid's last act of mercy to a man , who killed his best friend."

“Ah... Are you here to make a deal ... Or to threaten me? " Lucas dabbed his mouth with the napkin beside his chair.

Damon leaned forward and whisper, “if you sigh this now, there won't be any problems."

“Get lost!" Lucas hit his hand on the table and yelled, “go back to your country, you arrogant bastard." he sneered. " I fought fair and square to take over. The family of Salvatore has no share in these place. Get lost now."

The helicopter kept on sparing what ever it is spraying on the plants.

“And you are sure you won't regret it?" Damon asked and Lucas chuckled.

“Regrets? The family of Davidson are backing me, I'm not scared to go to war."

“Regrets is the most painful thing you can experience in life".

“Hmm" Lucas muttered and continued eating.

“Lucas, I am here to give a chance to redeem yourself, not to start a war".

“Sure, Whatever. you are uncivilized," Lucas said uninterested.

The side of Damon's lips curved in an evil smirk, he took his belongings and his briefcase, he stood up and stop, the two guards behind Lucas immediately ready their guns.

“ Lucas, you will pay for disrespecting my people. You neanderthal", and he walk away.

Lucas ran after him.

“Hey, Damon. Did you curse at me? What did you say to me? Hey!"

Damon didn't answer him, he looked up and saw the helicopter still moving around spraying what it is spraying. He left without look back.

"Why are they spraying the pesticides today? We spray them last week," he said to his two bodyguards looking at the helicopter above their head that was whatever it was spraying until it touch them...

"Damn it! What ..." He smelt it.

“Shit! They are not spraying pesticides," he exclaimed.

Damon came out of his mansion, walking towards his car with his favorite litter in his right hand, he lit it and threw it on the ground and fire started to consume all the plants. He got into his car and left the premises, while the fire consume every damn thing in the vineyard.

“Oh, no! It is all burning! Everything is burning! Don't just stand there! Move it ! Now, hurry!" Lucas yelled at all his men.