"You can't go in there!" One of the security guards obstructed their path, refusing to let them through."It's a restricted area.""Not even family can enter?" Pietro asked, his eyes scanning the man with rugged features. He stood about 6 feet tall with a broad chest and well-defined abs. Silly thoughts of fighting the man just to gain entry crossed Pietro's mind."No, sir. She doesn't have any family, so none of you can go in, even if you claim to be her family," the man said, his tone indicating his seriousness as he denied them access.Pietro stood there, releasing a long sigh, while everyone exchanged glances with each other.Harry couldn't stand by any longer and stepped forward. "You need to go inside and inform her that someone is out here," he said firmly.The security guard let out a hearty laugh. "There would be no need for that. She won't ever accept it. She never accepted her mom or her brother, so I can confidently say she wouldn't accept you."Harry rolled his eyes, his

The cool breeze streaming through the windows snapped Samantha out of her sleep.She raised her head to check the clock – it was already 9:00 PM."Damn it!" she grumbled, spiraling out of bed and heading straight to the bathroom for a quick shower.She knew that today Harry was coming back to the house, and if she didn't finish what he had assigned her, she was in trouble. It was the only way to prove her loyalty to him. If not, her former boss, Martino, would still face questioning.Considering the potential consequences her actions could have on not just her siblings but also her sick mother in the hospital, she knew she had to make the right decisions for survival.Hearing about Martino's plan to exploit her, she couldn't help but feel enraged. It wasn't just about gathering information for Harry; a wave of revenge washed over her, and she felt a burning desire to make him pay for what he had done.She had been forced to do the dirtiest jobs for him, and all he could do was betray

The next day, Harry woke up to the sun streaming through the windows and a cool breeze. He glanced out the window, taking in the spicy scent of the air.When he looked at the clock, he realized it was already past nine. "Oh!" he sighed. This wasn't his usual waking time.Dragging his feet tiredly and rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he headed towards the bathtub. However, he was snapped out of his daze by the sound of his phone ringing.Without bothering to check the caller ID, he quickly picked up the phone."Hello," he said in a casual tone."I just took them to court and got the place confiscated until the court orders," Fredrik said.Harry's eyes widened as he heard the news, instantly snapping out of his reverie."That's good," he said, hanging up the phone. Thoughts began to fill his mind as he couldn't help but wonder what Fredrik was planning. Having had some encounters with those men, he knew how scary and manipulative they could be.Confiscating the building alone would not

Harry adjusted his shirt, preparing for the court proceedings taking place today. A satisfied smirk crossed his lips as he admired himself in the mirror. Clad in a custom Burberry suit and stylish sunglasses, he was ready to attend the court proceedings of Fredrik and Martino.He eagerly anticipated the judge ruling them guilty and handing down their punishments. As he walked back to his room, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride, confident that they would win the case with the help of their witnesses.Zane and Mr. Billy had agreed to testify, as they had no other choice but to seek redemption. They had been slaves to their master, and when Harry agreed to help clear their names, they were overwhelmed with gratitude and their knees quickly gave way to the floor but Harry quickly scolded them, insisting they not kneel before him.The two men walked out with joy in their hearts, while Harry reminded them to maintain their cover until today's proceedings. Once they left, he let out

Harry sped his car towards the gate of the hall, then raced onto the expressway, eager to reach his house. Within seconds, he parked and stormed inside, his heart still burning with anger.They were twisting court laws like it was their family reunion. "His wife?" Harry muttered under his breath, a sly smirk curling his lips. He headed straight into his private room, unwilling to wait for Stanley's arrival to learn his next move.The smile on Martino's face, as his wife swept the case under the carpet, spoke volumes. It confirmed Harry's suspicions that she was indeed involved.What a clever tactic, right? To flout the law and have your wife cover it up.As the door swung open to the living room, a triumphant and proud smile graced Harry's lips.Walking into the living room, he couldn't contain his excitement. A confident smile spread across his face, radiating self-assurance.He was certain it was Stanley, and he never missed. Stanley must have returned with information that would