His Contractual Mistress

Present Time 

Suddenly, the stillness of the wind was disturbed when the 24.1 millimeters bullet was cut in half by a particular bullet that countered the shot. 

And this bullet continues traveling straight to the man hiding in the clock tower. 

"I missed it!" he yelled on the radio before the bullet hit his right eye. 

He groaned in pain. But what he was upset about was someone able to counter his shot. 

'Who could that be?' 

He knew no one in this world who could make a clear shot to counter and cut a bullet in half in perfect timing. 

Unless this person already expected him to fire, and he was in the perfect location opposite him. Then, they are aware of their plans, and someone knows the place he's hiding! The assassin made a realization. 

Even though his right eye was bleeding and giving him a blind spot, the assassin hurried to get up from lying on his stomach on the floor. However, before he could sit up, a hard kick landed on his stomach. With that force, he grunted in pain. 

Now the assassin, whose name is only known as Hawk, lay flat on his back. He lifted his gaze to identify the man who kicked him. His pupils shrunk upon recognizing him. 

"You… I know who you are..." he hissed at the man. Blood already covered his face, but he was still grinning. 

"I know who you are too! Nice to meet you, Mr. Hawk. How are you feeling?" asked the man in a mocking tone.

Hawk felt ridiculous about the way the man sounded. He sneered at him, attempting to fight back. But the man kicked his left side. He bent his body as a wave of pain surging on his abdomen.

The man squatted and grinned at him. "So… Did you see that? My wife is still the best sharpshooter in long-range sniper. She's still the number one and not you, Mr. Hawk!" 

Hawk looked at the man with a ridiculous smile. He could not believe how this man sounded like a child, and he was boastingly telling him about his wife. 

But Hawk mulled over his brain to recall any female sniper holding such a title with what he mentioned. 

"Still not ringing the bell?" asked the man. Then he added impatiently, "She retired three years ago and has never been holding a long-range sniper rifle until today. But as you can see. She's still sharp! She is still undefeated. She could still be able to cut a bullet in half, Mr. Hawk. My wife is truly amazing!" 

Hawk wanted to sputter with blood at how the man was praising his wife. However, now that he mentioned this man's wife, who retired a few years back. He indeed knew one woman. 

This woman is one of the best Mafia Alliance Section 15 agents; at the same time, she is an instructor to all young members during Training Camp every summer. 

He knew all of this information because she was the person he had to avoid. This woman holds a reputation in the Mafia world. 

"The Red Sparrow." Hawk is somewhat unsure, but there is one woman who he could never defeat in a long-range sniper shot. "Are you talking about her?" 

The man in front of him is claiming that Red Sparrow is his wife. Then there is no doubt. This man is… 

"You are Daichi Isagawa. One of Master Shun Crow's right hand among the Five Directors." 

Daichi Isagawa broadened his smile and gave him a salute. "That's right! You did know a lot of information about the emperor. Anyway, I am here to bring bad news to your life. Shun would allow no one to mess up the world he was trying to rebuild. Now, it's time for me to deliver you to your employer." 

Two other men help Hawk stand on his feet, and Daichi puts handcuffs around his wrists.

"How did you know?" asked Hawk.

However, instead of an answer, someone hit him on the back of his neck that caused him to lose consciousness. 

"Make sure that man doesn't wake until we bring him to the boss," Daichi ordered the five men he was with, who nodded at him in response. 

They carried Hawk to the ground floor and put him in the back of a black SUV. They tied his foot and covered his head with a black cloth to make sure he had no way to escape, and even when he woke up, he would not know which place they brought him in. 

Meanwhile, Daichi rides on his motorbike, puts on his helmet, and turns on the engine. "I have to back them up!" 

He yelled at the men before he fully throttled his motorbike. 

Meanwhile, on the bridge… 

Flying bullets are exchanged by two groups of convoys while crossing the bridge. 

"Please, stay down, Mr. Shen!" Jerry cried out at Vincent. He asked for a gun and insisted on helping to fight back, but Jerry rejected his request. "We are instructed to make sure you both are alive, Mr. Shen!" 

Vincent frowned. Clearly, these men are after him.

"Vincent, just stay down!" Fred yelled at his son. Although the car is bulletproof, they still have to take precautions from the raining bullet shot. "Son, think of Hailee and your children. Don't insist on helping to fight back!" 

Fred had already anticipated that someone would welcome him and Vincent. But he never imagined that their enemy would send a platoon of mercenaries to assassinate them! They were serious about killing him and his son! 

In the middle of the heated battle, Riley Isagawa, who has a great clear view from a castle tower, aimed her bullets at every car driver who pursues Shen's convoy. 

So far, she successfully stopped three cars; however, more motorcycle riders are persistent in following them. 

The convoy is shooting back at them. But their pursuits were too many! They already know assassins will come to get them. But they receive new information. 

Duke Martini is not the only one who plotted for Shen's assassination. There is another group that plans out an ambush for them. 

"We need a backup over the Szechenyi Chain Bridge!" Jerry made a call.

"I'm on my way!" Daichi shouted on the other line. He caught up at them now. His motorcycle was personalized, built, and loaded with machine guns and bullets. 

Daichi pursues the motorcycle riders, aiming his guns at them. Riley focuses on the scope to have a clear view of her husband. 

"Honey, there are snipers at the speedboat below. Be careful!" Riley notified her husband. 

"Thank you, honey!" 

Daichi raises a thumbs-up. He then shoved his hand on his motorcycle to get a grenade and pulled out a pin. With his wife's guidance, he was able to spot the enemy's boat. He threw three grenades in a row, and the boat made a loud explosion. 

Now, the patrol and coast guards had alerted. They responded to the scene and pursued those who attempted to escape. The convoy continued on their tracks. 

After two hours, they finally reached the Chateau owned by Lady Isabella, where the Elder Council meeting would be held tonight. 

Arrived safely at their destination, Vincent presses his back to the car seat, closing his eyes while calms himself.

He got into an accident twice already. And as to open his eyes, it felt like he was coming back to life one more time like those times before. 

"Son, are you alright?" Fred asked his son as worries painted on his face. After Vincent nods at him, he breathes with a sigh of relief. 

Fred studied his son's face. Vincent didn't show any fear. Instead, he was calm and had no emotion displayed on his face, so it made him wonder what his son was thinking now after what they'd been through. 

"Vincent, this is my normal life before I married your mom." 

The one who drove the car and Jerry had already gotten out of the car, left the father and son to give room to breathe. 

Listening to his dad, Vincent turned his head in his father's direction. He blinks his eyes, trying to process the new revelation his dad confessed. 

After his brain could digest this new revelation, Vincent pursed his mouth and shook his head. 

"This is not the life I want for my family," he muttered. 

"That's why I begged the elder to be free from the association to give you a different normal life," said Fred. He stretched his arm and placed it on his son's shoulder.

"However, son… This is your and Hailee's life. The reality you both cannot refuse, nor can you escape from it forever. I know Hailee had realized this already. She wanted to live a peaceful life like you… But the real world in our circle is just the one we got through. It won't always be happy days, and I know you understand what I am talking about." 

"Then, what should I do, dad?" Vincent is more likely to tell his dad if the solution is to get involved in the association, which is the last thing on his mind to do in this life. 

But Vincent sighs with relief when his dad states this… 

"You need nothing to do but continue the life you want for your family. Dad is here to help you." 

Vincent stared at his dad with admiration. Ever since he was a little kid, his dad showed how he cared for him. His dad would always be there to teach him everything he knew. 

At a young age, his dad trained him already. He used to think that maybe because he is the only son and the one to carry the Shen name, his parents were too strict and showed extra care toward him than his sisters. 

But now, he understood that there was a bigger reason for that. 

He is the sole heir of the royal blood from ancient nobility—he who would continue the Legacy before going extinct in this world. 

"Dad, are you going back to the organization?" 

"If this is the best solution, our family won't go extinct. Jacob and I have already decided on this." Fred opens the car door and gets out. He leaned on the car and said to Vincent, "Let's go. I will introduce you to my brother." 

Vincent followed his dad's gaze. In the chateau patio, two noblemen are standing—one is in his mid-30s, and one is in his 70s but still looks younger by twenty years old. 

Of course, he already knew these men. But they rarely went out in public or showed their faces to the world. 

The former and present Mafia Emperor. The two people who change the entire system of the association. Now the organization has become noble.