Michael’s anger had been gathering for days, a rush of resentment against Charles and his oppressive empire. Despite his family’s warnings, Michael couldn’t suppress the burning desire for revenge any longer, he decided to take matters into his own hands.One evening, after a few too many drinks at a small bar, he stumbled his way into the back alleys of the city. In a dark corner, he struck a deal with a street thug, trading some of his savings for a stolen gun. Clutching the cold steel, he made his way towards Oscorp, the towering fortress of his enemy. As he walked, it seemed like his steps echoed in the empty streets, and his heart raced with a mix of fear and determination.Standing across from the imposing Oscorp building, Michael’s gaze fixed on the glass windows that hid Charles from the world. His face formed with rage as he muttered, “This ends today.”Time passed unnoticed as he watched the building, contemplating his plan. After what felt like an eternity, he decided to mov

Arnold stood at the entrance of the family mansion, a sense of danger hanging in the air. Beside him, his wife clutched a bag tightly, and he exchanged worried glances with her and their young son.Emma’s heart raced as she rushed through the hallways of the mansion, gathering her things. With urgency in her voice, she shouted, “We have to go, now! The police may already be on their way. Grab what you can, and let’s be out of here immediately!”Elizabeth had a resolute expression, the weight of the situation drawn across her face, and she was nervously twisting her fingers. They were all in a rush, ready to flee the city, leaving behind the life they had known. Fear had seized them all, and the only thought on their minds was escape.With quickened footsteps, they gathered their essentials, knowing that leaving the mansion meant abandoning the life they had known. As they stepped out onto the stone steps of the mansion, they could hear the distant sirens growing louder, approaching fa

Charles and Norah walked hand in hand through the entrance of their mansion, the weight of their recent victory against the notorious Adams family lifting from their shoulders. A cool breeze blew through the trees, and the rays of the setting sun painted the sky with a beautiful pattern.Inside, the mansion gave out an air of luxury and calm, which Charles felt he could never really get used to. He led Norah to the living room, where the crackling fireplace was lit. They settled into chairs, enjoying the new feeling of their success.“I never thought we’d be able to bring down the Adams family, but you did it, Charles.” Norah remarked, his eyes reflecting both pride and relief.Charles smiled, his gaze fixed on the flames. “Yes, It was a team effort. I’m grateful to have you by my side always.”“I am thankful too to always be by your side, my love.” Norah said, leaning in to kiss him.In their expansive living room, Charles walked to the bar and poured champagne into a glass, a thing

After a cold shower later, Andrew emerged, dressed in luxury. The mirror reflected a man with a magnetic aura, ready to reshape the narrative. The night went on, and Andrew’s Ferrari sped through the city’s highways. As he navigated the night-struck streets, the city transformed into a sight of beauty.Skyscrapers reflecting with a thousand lights reaching towards the heavens, and the streets, lively with the energy of a rising city, very much alive at night. Each turn brought a new magnificent sight, a proof of the vibrant city that Andrew aimed to rule one day.The nightclub, a new achievement in his empire, awaited him. Pulling up in front, Andrew’s Ferrari turned heads even in the city of wealth. People swarmed into the club as he handed over the car keys. An attendant took charge, guiding the Ferrari into a prime parking spot, worthy of Andrew’s status in the place and in city’s hierarchy too.The club's entrance loomed ahead, the red carpet stretched, leading Andrew into the hea

In the dark prison cell, Emma sat on her bunk, her mind occupied with thoughts after Charles’ unexpected visit earlier. The cold metal bars reflected shadows on the concrete walls, as her fingers traced the patterns on the wall. She couldn’t shake off the curiosity about why Charles had chosen to confront her, questioning her remorse.Resting her head against the unforgiving wall, Emma conceded to herself, admitting a bit of regret for the havoc her family had caused upon Charles. However, pride lingered in her, stubbornly refusing to let remorse surface in the presence of others.Her thoughts drifted to her convicted family members, each serving their sentences in different prisons. She wondered, in the silence of her solitude, when all this would end, and life would loosen its cold grip on her family’s collective fate.As Emma pondered, lost in the echoes of her reflections, the prison guards’ authoritative footsteps sounded through the corridor. The announcement echoed, “Lights out