“Oh, my God!” Simon heard one of the ladies shout in horror as guns were drawn out and anytime a shoot-out took place. Marcus had his gun pointed at those men who were now already pale. He’s not kidding when he said that he’s gonna shoot those people if they won’t release Simon. No one gets to mess with the heir of the Morelli Crime family. It is his duty to keep him safe even though he knew that Simon is very much capable of protecting himself. “Marcus, calm down, it’s okay. We don’t want to draw attention, right?” Simon said calmly. He looked Marcus straight in his eyes to tell him that it was going to be okay, that he doesn’t have to pull that kind of scene. Marcus hesitated for a minute. He glared at the guards as a warning but did what Simon told him to do. But the guards were still in their fighting stans. Simon was about to speak when the manager showed up with a horrified face. “Jesus! Drop your guns now! Oh, god, I am so sorry Mr. Morelli. This is all a misunderstanding!

Simon’s condo unit was not as luxurious as the penthouse, but it was decent since the condominium was high-end, a building intended only for the wealthiest families in the city. Simon inserted both of his hands inside his pocket as he stepped inside the threshold. The place was screaming wealth and power. He nodded in appreciation as he scanned the whole unit. The design is very minimal and masculine. He liked how the interior was painted in a combination of pale blue and gray, very pleasing to the eyes. “So, you will have your office here instead of going to the Morelli Tower?” Giov was looking at every piece of artwork that hung on the wall, checking if there was any bugging device that was hidden. It became his attitude to check the place before settling into it. In their line of work, they had to be very careful, especially now that they had a traitor on the loose inside the clan. Morelli Tower is a twenty-story building built by his father. It is the main office of Morelli I

Emiliano Morelli threw a party to welcome back his son, Salvatorre. The old man can’t stop talking about it and was so excited to announce to the world that Salvatorre will take over the company for he will soon retire from his position. It is not just Emiliano who’s excited, everyone in the business industry wanted to meet Salvatorre. Everyone was curious about what he looked like and what will be his contribution to the business sector. And of course, there were those who dig up his past and dirty secrets. Simon or Salvatorre, as his family calls him, didn’t want a grand party, but his father wouldn’t agree to it. They fell into a brief argument and Simon he would not win against his father. This leaves Simon no choice but to agree with his father. On one condition, it must be a masquerade party. Those who will be invited will have to wear a mask, and Simon will be able to hide his face from the public. He has no pictures uploaded on the internet since his mother was so adamant a

Addie was about to utter a word when suddenly the lights of the whole mansion went off. Panic shot through her as she can't see even a single thing. "Great! What the hell happened? Why did the lights go off?" That was her initial reaction. She can't be alone in the dark with this strange man with an Italian accent, it reminds her of those sexy Italian mobster movies she used to watch with her asshole ex-boyfriend. Whispers of panic can be heard as the visitors tried to grab out in the dark. “Cazzo!”Addie heard the man curse in hard Italian. She recognized the word since it’s a famous cuss word. Salvatorre Morelli is from a long lineage of wealthy Italian businessmen, so it's not a surprise his men were also Italians. She was instantly on her feet and tried to pull the hand that the stranger was holding. “What’s going on?” She asked the man again, absentmindedly. There was definitely wrong with these people. She can’t see a single thing, and in a mansion owned by one of the wea

Addison was biting her lips as she stared at her boss, Kirk Woods. She just gave to him her paper and now he’s reading it. Her heart was beating faster than it usually does. Her hopes were high that Kirk will approve, and even though she had doubts, she maintain a high spirit. After all, she believed in the practice of a positive mental attitude. As expected, there was no news about what had happened last night at the mansion of the Morellis. Addies had expected this since. Wealthy people always have the power to control the media. What’s the use of having a lot of money if you can’t buy it with anything?Addie firmly believed money could buy anything, a perfect example of that was the life of her younger brother. If her boss will approve of the paper, then she will be the first one to release such news, and of course, her name will make noise, just as she wanted it to happen. She glanced at the clock mounted on the wall. Kirk had been reading her paper for a straight ten minutes,