He didn't know why, but he felt something wrong with the duo. Even though he was attracted to Florence's beauty, he wasn't going to let it blind his instincts or judgment.

"Um, I just got here, you're Meyere?" Zeno asked, looking at Mayer and noticing the dragon tattoo peeking out of his collar.

"Oh, I like him. Direct," Florence said and walked toward Zeno wearing a sexy smile.

"He is," Meyer chuckled darkly.

"Hi, Zeno, allow me to officially introduce myself," Florence stretched out her hand to Zeno, "I'm Florence Orion," She smiled brightly at him.

'Not again!' Zeno mentally facepalmed as he reluctantly shook her hand.

As if two members of the Orion family weren't trouble enough for him, he just had to meet another one of them, he wouldn't be surprised if Meyer was also an Orion.

"He-he, your face says it all. My cousin has that effect on people," Florence said with a giggle.

"Ah, no, that's not it... I-"

"But, you don't have to worry, we're in this together, right Meyer?" Florence turned her face to Meyer.

Meyer only nodded while staring meaningfully at Zeno.

"The bag," Meyer said indifferently to Zeno.

"Sure," Zeno walked over to Meyer and handed him the bag. 

He couldn't wait to get out of there, he felt something off with the environment. And he only had two minutes to return to the car, he didn't want to get in another trouble with that devil sitting in the car outside.

"Then, I'll be leaving," Zeno turned back to leave but Florence grabbed his arm, stopping him.

Zeno closed his eyes and sighed. He knew this would happen.

He slowly turned to face her, trying his best not to let his annoyed feelings show on his face.

"Come have a drink with us," Florence said softly.

Zeno would have really loved to have a drink with such a beautiful lady if they had met under a different circumstance, but the fact that it was like this and she was also an Orion just made everything impossible between them.

"I'm sorry, Miss Fl-"

"Flo. Call me Flo," Florence corrected with a smile.

"Uh, sure... I'm sorry, Flo, but I have your brother waiting outside for me and I'm running out of time, so-" 

"It wasn't a request, Zeno," Meyer said in a cold tone.

Zeno immediately noticed four armed and mean-looking security men appear stealthily behind him, blocking his way out.

He knew he couldn't misbehave now, but in the end, he was going to get the same result it's either they killed him now as he tried to fight them off and leave, or his boss killed him later for not keeping to the time he gave him.

He sighed and took a look at the security men one last time, trying to see if he could have any luck if he tried to fight them off, but he knew that would be stupid, this was their territory, and any slightest chaos would alert the others.

He looked at Florence, who had a sweet smile on her face, then at Meyer, who had no smile on his face.

Psychos.

He had just been led into the arms of two Psychos.

"Okay," Zeno said.

"Awesome! I'm sorry about Meyer, he's always trying to show off. Please forgive him," Florence said as he led Zeno into the sliding door she just come out from.

"Sure," Zeno replied.

Like he had a choice.

Zeno was right. Immediately he entered the building, he noticed it was a very grand casino, not the local ones you'll see all sorts of people around the tables and flights happening at a corner or two, no.

This was a Mafia casino. The people here looked like they'd been bathing in money from the day they were born.

Armed guards were placed around each table, he guessed they were there to literally eliminate any form of imbalance in the casino.

Zeno felt Meyer behind him as they walked across the huge casino. He noticed the girls there were all wearing a very sexy outfit, sexy, but not too revealing, which surprised him.

He had expected to see half-naked girls prancing around the whole area, but they looked quite conserved for this kind of place.

They walked past the tables until they reached a dark corner that had a lift.

"We'll be going up, Zeno," Florence said as she pressed a button on the elevator.

"Sure," Zeno replied as walked into the opened lift.

Meyer walked in after him, and the whole ride to the 50th floor was the most awkward moment in Zeno's life.

"Come, Zeno," Florence held his hand again as the lift opened and led him out into a long hallway way.

Zeno realized that this building was a hotel and a casino. Rooms were adjacent to each other and they walked all the way to room number 366 in the middle of the hallway.

"Here we are," Florence placed the card on the door, pushing it open as it unlocked.

She ushered Zeno inside, Meyer following behind.

Zeno was surprised when he saw a suite instead of just a single bed and some other things that are normally found in a simple hotel.

'How rich are you?' Zeno thought to himself as he stared at the luxury that was worth over a billion used to decorate the room.

He's yet to discover what really gave Sebastian this unbelievable amount of money.

"Sit," Meyer said, pointing Zeno to a white sofa.

"What would you want to drink?" Florence asked, going to the fridge to get some drinks.

"Um, nothing, I'm fine," Zeno quickly replied.

Were these people trying to get him killed?

He could understand his boss punishing him for being late but being drunk? He was sure he would just be asking for death.

"Sure?" Florence waved a bottle of margarita at him.

"I'm sure," Zeno nodded.

Florence shrugged and poured herself a glass of wine.

Zeno noticed Meyer going into one of the connected rooms that were separated by transparent glass. He couldn't help but watch as Meyer took something out from a bedside table. He couldn't see what it was but he knew it was a black object.

"Good thing he's not drinking; he'll be able to remember our instructions well," Meyer said as he came out of the room.

"Oh," Florence puckered her lips, placing a finger beside her mouth, "That's true," She blinked her eyes cutely.

Zeno just sat there, looking from Meyer to Florence and wondering what the hell they were talking about. What instructions were they talking about?

"Take this," Meyer handed Zeno a very tiny squared-shaped black object.

'Not again,' Zeno thought.

"Uh, what's this?" Zeno asked cautiously.

From his previous experience, he knew what that was, but he just needed to confirm. And there was no way in hell he was going to make the same mistake twice, he hadn't even recovered from yesterday's event.

"You don't know what this is?" Meyer asked agitated.

"Let me, Meyer," Florence said as she came and took the object from Meyer's hand.

"Again, I apologize for his attitude," Florence dropped her wine on the table and sat on the sofa arm, beside Zeno.

"What he's trying to say is, we want you to kill Sebastian," Florence placed her hand on Zeno's thigh.

Zeno's brain froze for a second before he suddenly understood what Florence had said.

He quickly jerked his face towards her, disbelief and shock written all over his face.

He can try and understand if it was only Meyer that was in on this, but, his cousin too?! The Mafia world was indeed a crazy place.

But those are actually the least of his problems. He was more concerned for himself, these people were really planning to kill him!

Just a few weeks ago, he was a normal person looking for a simple means to make money and pay off his Nana's medical bill, but right now, he had suddenly turned into an assassin who had been hired to kill a Mafia lord!

There must be something wrong with these people, he knew they were psycho from the onset.

"Why are you quiet, Zeno, take the chip," Meyer said, dragging Zeno out of his thoughts.

"I- I don't think I heard you right," Zeno cleared his throat and shifted away from Florence.

"You did, Zeno. Now take the chip, plant it in his car, and when you get the chance, kill him," Meyer dangerously strode closer to Zeno, pulling out a gun and casually holding it in his hands.

Zeno sat up on the chair, things were getting out of hand real quick.

"Hold on," Zeno tried standing up but Florence gently placed a hand on his shoulder, pulling him back down to the chair.

"Relax, Zeno. You see, Sebastian might be my brother but that doesn't mean I must like him," Florence crossed her legs together and slid his arm around Zeno's neck.

"I hate him, and I'm sure you hate him too... We're not asking for much, just for you to kill him, and you'll be rewarded handsomely," Florence stood up and picked up her empty wine glass, walking to the fridge to fill it up.

Zeno was officially out of time. He sat there brooding his anger.

He wished Sebastian would have given him a gun. What type of bodyguard walks around without a gun?

He sat up on the chair and stared squarely at Meyer.

"Sorry, I can't do it," Zeno said firmly.

They were starting to get on his nerves.

"Don't, Meyer. Be nice," Florence held Meyer's hand as he was about to pull out the gun again.

"Get the bag," Florence said.

Meyer sent Zeno a nasty glare before he went and got the bag Zeno had delivered to him, dropping it before Zeno.

"Open it," Florence pointed to the bag in front of Zeno's legs.

Zeno knew from the moment he had carried that bag that there was something wrong with it. Were they really trying to bribe him with Cocaine?

He looked from Florence to Meyer, and when he saw the serious looks on their faces, he sighed and reluctantly unzipped the bag.

'No way!' Zeno's eyes widened as he stared unbelievably at the opened bag.