Chapter 0 (The actual story will begin in the next chapter This is just a summary of the past)

A woman stood crying over a gravestone. 'Here lies Blaine Anderson. Son, Husband and Father'

To be honest Blaine never expected his life to end with him 6 FT under the ground at age 35. Heck, he never expected someone so close to pull the trigger. He assumed he would grow old and pass power unto his son. However life had other plans for him.

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Antonio Anderson was born to the Anderson family in 1920. Anthonio had just come from Italy and he was building his empire. The greatest Empire the world would ever know. Antonio had arrived on a boat much like many others. He had the American dream in mind and just about a dollar in his hand. He was determined to make something of himself. In order to get a fake citizen passport Antonio had to rename himself Blaine Anderson. Getting that alone was a hassle.

Blaine had to make quick money and he did so taking out men for a small time New Orleans boss. Many times he had to use a gun and sometimes he was asked to beat them to death using his hands. It was not pretty but Blaine needed to survive.

When he made enough to change his name and get an identity he disappeared. Moving to New York and leaving his old life behind.

In New York Blaine was determined to become somebody bigger than the stars. He got a job moving boxes at a local warehouse.

That was when he met Kurt Hummel. Kurt was a special breed he was a submissive so beautiful Blaine could barely look for more than 5 minutes without feeling the need to mount. He knew who Kurt was but Kurt had no idea who he was or who he was going to be. He often stared at Kurt and silently observed him. He would marry Kurt one day, he promised himself as he laid on the floor of his shared apartment.

He would make Kurt his. To do that he would need to take out David Karofsky and have a fat bank account to offer Kurt the best. He bet if anyone looked in his head, they'd laugh. No one would see it coming he Antonio Anderson would run New York with a beautiful Submissive by his side.

Currently Blaine worked as a mover at Kurt's Husband's company and that was it. No one knew him and no one knew about his past. He was just a hard working honest guy to everyone. He liked this, it made it easy for him to learn the inside and outside silently and build a crew of friends who would want to be big.

As he sat at his chair in the office, he held back a small laugh as he thought of Kurt dressed like him in a movers overall. How he would Imagine Kurt pout at wearing anything other than his designer clothes. Kurt dressed in the latest fashions and drove nice cars. There was no way Kurt could understand a working life and Blaine was not going to take Kurt from riches to rags. He was going to shower Kurt with gifts and live as soon as he and Kurt got married.

Blaine could barely afford two meals a day. That would change soon. He could not wait to return filthy rich and talk to Kurt as an equal. Currently, he shared a one bedroom apartment with six other people and his month's wages would never cover Kurt's stylist alone. Much less Kurt's expensive lifestyle.

The first time Blaine every spoke to Kurt. Blaine felt his world paused for a moment. "Hi, can you pass me that wrench? I want to take a look under the hood of this truck they claim won't start" Kurt smiled. Blaine had only passed by on accident and now he had Kurt speaking to him. Blaine smiled in return, he knew he wanted Kurt more than anything else. Especially when Kurt bend over the hood of the truck and Blaine could see the definition of Kurt's ass.

Not only was Kurt extremely sexy. Kurt knew his way around a car and it was a huge turn on. Kurt was his motivation right now. His mother always said pick a motivation, pick a goal and achieve it at all costs. To get Kurt Blaine would have to achieve everything.

Blaine had made some friends in high places by the end of the week.

He only saw Kurt three times after that before he quit his job and decided to go about making money the more illegal way.

Someone from the movers introduced him to Tommy, a wise guy who sold booze, drugs and hot submissives.

Tommy dressed in suits that Blaine could not afford to even look at. He always had 4 guys with glock around him. Tommy was a fat bald man that stood at 4ft. Blaine had gone to visit Tommy.

The man instantly took a liking to Blaine and often referred to Blaine as his own son. Blaine was the one to kill Tommy a year later and take the business from his fingers.

Antonio was not a normal man, he did not feel sentiments and did not care for human life. In Italy he led a fierce gang and only when he realized he could be more did he desert his old gang and come to America.

Our story begins when Blaine pulled the trigger and killed Tommy in cold blood.

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Blaine had almost not killed, he smiled as he stared down at the lifeless body of the man before him. Blaine had grown to like him but sacrifices had to be made for greatness and Tommy was one of them. The door opened, an asian man stood there with a frown on his face. "Could you not smile like a lunatic? "

"I could but why would I listen to you Wes? " Blaine asked as he tucked his gun back into his belt. "Did you kill his wife and kids? " Blaine asked. Wes had a dark look on his face but nodded. .

"Wes, we want to be rich, right? " Blaine asked.

"Yes"

"Then sacrifices have to be made. let's frame him and get this over with. "

"Yeah"