Chapter 1

His Point Of View:

I woke up tired and empty, as always. Here I was with the most power in the world and couldn't even manage to make myself happy despite the trillions of dollars that poured in everyday and the countless women who cycle in and out of my house. Never in my room though. I never permit a woman I sleep with in my room, for fucksake I don't even allow any of my best mate's in here but they do it anyways. 

I slipped into the shower and turned the hot water on, scrubbing the dirt and grime from last night mixed with the blood of my previous wounds. I sighed as I slipped a towel on my lower half and brushed my teeth then applied deodorant. 

I slipped on a clean white t-shirt, dark skinny jeans and my brown boots. My hair was untamed and I didn't bother combing it but ran my fingers through it quickly before going down the hall of my huge house. 

I truly didn't need any of these rooms but I could afford it so why not? 8 bedrooms and the only company I ever had over was the guys. Niall, Liam, Louis and Zayn were my right hand men in this business. 

By business I mean my gang. The Black Spades were a house hold name that would shake you to your core if you heard it and the things we do on the news. I had more power than any country and army in the world. I was powerful and everyone knew that, only 22 and could make your president shake like a leaf. 

"Sir." I heard one of the guards say as I passed him on the way down my stairs. I looked at him and he was clearly nervous. "The guys are here to see you. Office." I nodded and walked to my in home office and they all sat around my conference table. 

"Harry. We have a problem. Huge problem." Liam said with no sign of humor in his voice. I sat at the head of the table and stared at the 4 men who gave me all the same look. Distress and worry. 

"Dmitri is back. He's gunning for us really hard. He has the help of the Turks and the Ukrains. He's leading a revolt and we've lost 26 million in two 16 hours. He's stopped all our product in the two countries." Zayn said and that was enough to get my attention. 

Dmitri was an old enemy of mine that got messy with trying to take my kingdom down and got caught. He was doing 25 years in prison but he got out on good behavior 3 years into it. I didn't think he'd be stupid enough to come after me again and I knew he was not going to stop until he took me and my empire down. 

"He's not playing around this time." Louis added in and I nodded slowly. Thinking. 

"What do we do about it?" Niall asked and I saw Zayn and Liam bite their lips. 

"What?" I asked and they looked at eachother nervously. 

"We heard... Rumors." Zayn began and I narrowed my eyes, sitting up straight to face him. "Rumors? What kind of rumors?" I was growing impatient as they sighed heavily. 

"There's this person you call. You pay him money and he takes care of your problems for you so you don't have to. Highest paid assassin in the world and it's a 100% success rate. The call him The Reaper because he snatches souls more than the Grim reaper. Harry, this man has killed over a million people in the past 6 years. He is no fucking joke man, the legit real deal." Zayn said looking at me. 

"A hundred percent?" I asked him, looking at him to see if he was lying.

"Yeah but it's a risk because he meets with nobody face to face Harry. You fax him your files and he takes care of it or call him. He has several hotels around the world, you call a reservation under a red room and he calls you on your hotel phone and you negotiate a price. Harry, this man is dangerous. Even more so than you. He's been linked to killing high powered people, who do you think killed Charleston?" Liam said nervously. Charleston was another gang that ceases to exist now. 

"He killed Charleston?" I was confused as to why I was never told of this man. "Yes. He has a office here in town but it's impossible to get in. He has the place monitored and is a legit business man. He owns hotels and stash houses around the world, this man is dangerous Harry. He's responsible for killing every single person in the Jimenez Cartel because they fucked with his little sister. Family is important to him which is why no one fucks with them. Nobody Harry." 

"Shut up Liam! He can solve all our problems so we can worry about this anymore! It's a hundred percent rate! We don't shed any of our men's blood and don't go to war! We set an example of this man!" Niall warned Liam who glared at him. 

"If he decides to fucking take our case!" Zayn and Liam said in usion before they started arguing. This was an impossible task for one person. I need this taken care of and still need all my men for a looming war with one of the other problems I have. The 5 King's are another gang that own half the world and I the other. They have no respect for territory, not that I do too but I just don't like when people cross the line. 

"What's the cost?" I interrupted and they all sat down and looking at me. Two happy, two not. 

"What?" "Set me an appointment. Fax the case over to this man and set the appointment up for today at 6. I need this taken care of today. I give him one chance, if not I'll deal with this my way. He has two weeks to do this for me. Two weeks, 14 days. I'll make that incredibly clear. Set the appointment." I said before exiting the room and went to eat breakfast.

After breakfast I got in my car to drive to my club. I own a very popular night club and pub that was making me millions a day. It was called Indigo.

It was where we got new buyers for our drugs at night for those idiots who want to party hard and by day we recruit those who are willing to pledge their loyalty to me. 

I walked into the  club and frowned seeing a bunch of the prostitutes that hang out at night here. "Hey Harry." One of them hummed happily, she was clearly high as she came over to me. She felt up on my chest and pressed sloppy kisses to my jaw making me grimace as I pushed her off. 

"You don't want to play?" Another said and the group of 5 girls giggled. "We want to play with you, we don't mind sharing." They said and I rolled my eyes, walking to the bar. 

"Hey Henry." I greeted the bartender who smiled at me. "Usual?" "Usual, make it a double." I said and he obeyed me, serving me. I looked around to see the drunks of the morning and a few selling product to the whores. 

I drank the liquor that was infront of me and welcomed the sweet burning sensation in the back of my throat. "Another?" I nodded and drank 3 more before feeling better of myself to begin working. 

"Tonight, I want there to be Cocaine on the floor. Tons of it, they want to party I want them to buy it. Double the prices of everything. I lost alot of money today and have to get back somehow." "Do we have that much product to sell?" "No. Which is why I want to double everything. Specialty." Henry nodded and I walked back out to my car. 

I got my emergency tube of coke from the inside of my glove compartment and snorted two lines, feeling the complete empty feeling I've come accustomed to fill me as I drove back home to tend to some business with the boys. 

"It's set. There was no 6 but the lady in the front said she could do 8. She said that Reaper wants a picture of Dmitri and his locations. Everything we know about the man has to be faxed to this number and bring a copy to the hotel. You're in the penthouse but there's a catch." Niall explained while biting his lip. 

"What?" I sighed heavily knowing it was too good to be true. 

"No guns. You're the only one that can come up and if they find a wire on you or any sort of communication other than your cell phone you will be either shot or your case will be denied. Reapers men will be there with you. They have the place wired up and of course it's going to be hard for us to get up. If we try anything like anything at all to get up there with you. I mean like standing in the hallway or roaming through the halls we risk everything. We can wait in the lobby but other than that mate, you're literally on your own." Louis spoke and I was skeptical. 

"I'll do it. I'll be there." 

"Hotel's a few hours away. We have to get moving now. He's suggested you wear something red like to tell you apart from everyone else." "Like a red shirt or something?" "No. Black blazer with a red handkerchief in the pocket." 

I nodded. "Alright. I'll go change." "No, we have it in the car. We have to go now." Liam rushed me out the house and we got into two separate black suburbans. I was in the car with Liam driving and Louis in the back seat. 

"This is ridiculous. Harry this doesn't feel right."  Louis complained and I sighed, looking out the window. "What choice do we have. We go after Dmitri and don't have the man power for the kings or we go after the kings and watch Dmitri crumble our empire. It is one or the other. Not both this time." 

We drove the way there, stopping to get lunch half way through. It was currently 7:40 and I slid on the blazer and tucked the red cloth into the pocket. 

"It's under Styles. We'll be here." Liam said and I nodded, watching them walk to the waiting area. 

"Reservation under Styles." I said to the front desk. They didn't even look me up. They dialed a number on the phone. "Styles is here. I'll send him up." The lady said and hung up. "100th floor." She smiled at me and pointed to the elevator. I walked over to them, looking at my best friends as the doors shut. 

The ride up was long and my heart was beating so fast. I don't think I've ever been this nervous before. The doors slid opened and the entire floor was red. Everything, the carpet, the walls and ceiling. Everything except the doors which were black and gold but even then there was few.

4 men with large guns came over to me as I stepped out. "Hands up." I obeyed and they searched me, taking my gun from me and lead me to the room. 

"Reaper will speak to you soon. Do you have the file?" One said and I nodded, handing him the red file from inside my blazer. He examined it before giving it back. 

"Good luck." He sighed and pushed me into the room at the end of the hall which wasn't a black door. It was a white one with red trim. It wasn't a hotel room. It was an office. A big office with the couch set and everything inside. 

"Sit." One said pointing to the desk on the far end by the window and I went to sit. I was nervous as they talked quietly to eachother. 

"When Reaper calls, you will answer it. Speaker phone. She'll show you what she's talking about on that computer screen. Reaper can see what you're doing and has thin patience. Don't push it." One said before continuing to shut the door. 

"Wait, you're not staying?" I was confused and was honestly scared to be alone. 

"No. Business is personal. Reaper is all about business and confidentiality." He smiled wickedly at me and shut the door and left me to wait in the dark. For the first time ever I was scared of the dark.