MY BAD BOY IN SUIT: Sin Or Death
Ich bete, dass deine Sunden mit dem heiligen Blut Christi weggesput werden

Steven -

Selena brought her team of designers directly from the US to where we are now, the Vatican. Her fashion skills are very sharp.

I looked at the white suit designed by a famous designer who turned out to be my own sister's friend..

My tall body makes any suit I wear look charming. I admire my own good looks that are very above average, yes I am indeed handsome and perfectionists need not be ashamed to admit it.

The wedding day is next week and preparations are beginning to wrap up. Selena prepares everything very well helped by her lover.

Blessings were performed at the Catholic Church of the Vatican Basilica of St. Peter's with a reception to be held at NH Collection Hotels which had been on full rental. Elena once said she wanted to go to a Catholic spiritual city so I thought it was the right choice for a wedding.

Drrt..

"Scusami puoi lasciarmi in pace? (Can you leave me alone?)" I muttered to the designers who helped me in fitting.

The deaigners came out, I picked up the call.

"What?"

' The Canadians are beginning to unsettle by threatening our team manager"

"I'm busy fitting in"

' You're comfortably preparing for your wedding while I slam the bones to take care of your company'

"That's why I say marry and take care of your family"

I closed the call because my ears could explode because of Lucas's babbling.

It felt satisfied with the design that he said had been prepared last year by my own sister. If I styled my hair a little bit and polished my face a little bit then this would be perfect.

"Wow you're so sexy bro" said the man who came.

Of course I only respond with pride. He sat on the sofa near me standing up and looked at me closely. "I saw your men standing guard instead of Koreans, did you hire another team?"

"They are gifts"

Briant frowned, "Gift? Meanin?"

This guy was very talkative when I wanted to enjoy the ideal view of my body, "they're a gift from my friend from the US, not an ordinary bodyguard"

He walked to my side and his hands tidied up my slightly slanted chest, "whatever it is I want you to have to keep my brother safe. Whoever you are in your dark world I don't care, which is clear Elena's safety is a priority"

I stared at him a little annoyed, "I know how sister-in-law should be. And oh yeah, you should've just gnawed me hyung, shouldn't you?"

His lips turned, "we are only a few months apart"

"You better go pick one of the suits there, choose the one that suits you" I pointed to the suit on display.

She shook her head, "i've got a special" Briant left my little room.

I changed my clothes back to what they were. When I was about to get out of the room my HP fittings were ringing again. A smile was engraved on my lips as I read the name of the contact who called 'Vincenzo'.

"Hello old pal"

'Old pal, good to hear your voice again'

"Thank you for the special forces you sent"

' Yes but you can deliver it directly to Mr.Agustov'

"If it wasn't for that, why did you call me after so long of not talking anymore?"

'I'll be at the Vatican in four hours. Listen to me carefully Stev, the remnants of the Sinaloa Cartel you exterminated a few years ago will ambush the hotel where you got married tonight in about three hours. Mr.Augustov himself sent me to you. Looks like I'm gonna be late to save you because the bad weather here is a pretty tough flight. You understand what I mean, right?'

"****! Seriously? Okay okay just calm down without you explaining I know what to do"

' Yes yes, I know Mr. Lee is more experienced than me. Well, good luck tonight, boy'

"Thank you for your information. May your flight be safe and don't forget to bring me my present"

**** of!! It seems they are not afraid of the head of El Chapo that I sent. Elena is in danger and my sister's preparations will be in vain this way.

My finger traced the contact and found what I was looking for 'Mr.A'

"Hallo Boss"

' .......'

"Thanks for your gift, I feel safe because of you"

'.......'

"I'm sorry Boss but I have to slaughter them all. You know I have a strong principle. But if anyone touches mine then he will die!" I pulled a little collar of my shirt in a suit to display a small tattoo engraved with the letter S half circle is still permanent on my chest.

'.......'

"Okay Boss thanks for your understanding"

Tut.tut.tuutttt..

With emotions starting to rise, I hurriedly stepped up my private fitting room. I walked quickly and with HP close to my ears.

"Manda qui le noodles truppe tra quindici minuti. Voglio il massimo and il professionista! (Send my men in fifteen minutes. I want the best of the professionals"

But their opponents were not a group of ordinary people. They are trained troops, military special forces or rather*****US. And plus their grudges will further strengthen the defense.

Tonight I'm using my men, not the heavyweight bodyguards I hired for politicians, conglomerates, and artists from Lee's Group. But the special military forces the results of military training Roman soldiers are notoriously deft and savage.

This step was stopped in front of a classic interior room door typical of Rome with royal ornaments are very expensive. The hotel maid opened the door for me and to her astonishment I saw a Greek goddess who was transformed into a bride-to-be.

"So, I'm here, come and look at you" Selena.

Elena smiled sweetly from where she stood with a wedding dress that was very fitting for her. She was beautiful from the beginning but today she looks like a queen of the royal family.

If without makeup or hair style alone is as beautiful as that how else if it has been laid out entirely. My heart can melt later.

I approached the woman and then kissed her forehead softly, "Of course the candidate must be beautiful"

"Stop, you're not married. Elena is still my rightful guardian" Briant, who was also in the fitting room, interjected.

My goal in coming here was to see Elena, but there was something more important. I took my hand off her waist. I walked up to Selena and whispered something.

Selena was very surprised and started to pale. My sister does not know the whole story of my past, but she knows the outline.

"Guys, collect all your belongings in ten minutes. We have to leave this hotel. Please help secure this dress and my brother's suit" Selena on her team.

"Sister-in-law hurry up and take off your dress, we have to go now" Selena looked intensely at Elena.

"What's this about? Why did you suddenly leave?" Briant.

I held onto the shoulder of my brother-in-law, "later my sister will explain. No more time, quickly secure yourself. The troops outside will help you hide"

"What's Stev? Is something bad going to happen?" Elena gusar's.

The anxiety of course I understand, the trauma he seems to still be quite imprinted. I hugged Elena, "everything's gonna be fine"

"Be careful and don't get hurt" nanar.

"Take them away immediately, you know what to do right?" my orders are to the white men in black suits.

They brought Elena and the others from this hotel. I immediately contacted the troops I summoned and taught them the tactics. And in a minute then all are in their respective positions.

The hotel still looks crowded without any gaps. The servants who work to decorate and prepare everything I let them be fooled.

Everything was organized, I picked up the gun given by one of the troops. The gun, named Mark XIX, is considered the deadliest because it fired .50 Action Express (.50AE) bullets, one of the largest and deadliest bullets in the history of handheld weapons.

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In the black world or more simply the world of forgiveness, being on time is one of the tenets of steadfastness. Sure enough, they came according to what was said by friends and former colleagues.

The Vatican is a small country in Rome and a Catholic nation that upholds security and order according to religious teachings.

A strict political system makes both the mafia and the****** depressed when a cease-fire occurs. The remnants of the Sinaloa Cartel only took a foolish step by attacking this hotel.

In the middle of the hall that has been magic so beautiful with fresh flowers and lights decoration glam and classy I stand.

I smoked a cigarette quietly, cold and flat emotions I could not ignore. Shit, my party almost fell apart.

The huge towering door opened dozens of armed troops complete with special forces army costumes that are all black and do not forget wrapped in bulletproof vests moving in.

"Blow (stupid)" I swear to all those who are deceived.

Alternately they looked around and suddenly the door closed. I was alone with them. The whole gun was pointed at me. Their boss raised a hand meant hold.

For the last time I smoked the same cigarette and dropped and stomped until it went out. My other hand still fell in a normal state but was in a position ready to shoot.

"Sie mussen jetzt aufgeben, da wir Sie umzingelt haben (you have to give up now because we have surrounded" the boss said.

I was lazy to give my expression of great value, "Ich lasse dich leben, weil wir in der gleichen Gegend arbeiten, aber du willst selbst sterben, damit ich deine Gebete gewenhren kann. und bevor du den Herrn Jesus triffst, werde ich dir ein Abschiedsgeschenk geben. obwohl ich nicht sicher bin, ob du Jesus begegnen wirst (I will let you live because we work in the same realm, but you want to die alone then I can grant your prayers. And before you meet the Lord Jesus I'll give you a parting gift. Although I'm not sure if you'll meet Jesus)"

"Come in" I ordered.

A messy-looking man appeared from the back door of the hall. He has suffered torture from my army.

"Du wolltest mich und meine zukunftige Frau tube, aber du bist schwach, weil du betrogen wurdest. Grabenratte! (You wanted to kill me and my future wife but you yourself were so warm to betrayal. You rat rat!"

"Sorry boss" the man told the boss.

Their boss wanted to shoot the traitor but I was faster and managed to punch a hole in his forehead. His dirty blood seeped and hit my pants.

All the troops and the boss were still shocked. Without taking long, I aimed this Mark XIX pistol at the boss and for the first shot to hit his hand and the second shot to punch him in the neck.

Instantly the entire hall was full of gunshots and blood was pouring everywhere. My army must be better than theirs. The fighters instantly fired from a distance breaking the entire window and killing them.

With a relaxed state I came out leaving the hall that was not worthy to wear it. White turns red and charming turns gripping.

Goodbye to all of you. May the Lord Jesus forgive your sins that wash away your weeping soul.

Hola My Dear Readers 💚💚

Yippy you are still loyal and waiting for the continuation of my story.

Sorry if there are typing errors or unclear stories.

The author also apologized for the long update. Initially the author wanted to make the story light guys, but suddenly get inspired after accidentally seeing some articles. Steven is the boss of Lee's Group but above him there is still another boss.

The novel Bad Boy: Sin or Death originally wanted to climax but the author forgot that it was not clear who Steven really was. The story will be quite complex and the names of the action characters are taken from real stories.

And the author plans to make a sequel to Bad Boy hihihi but if the viewers still little yes not so.