Luis has solidified his control over the city’s underworld, taking down Leo and uniting the smaller crews under his leadership. But the peace he has established is fragile, and the fire that once consumed the city still burns beneath the surface.As Luis navigates the delicate balance of power, he must confront the reality that no matter how hard he fights, the city will always demand more. The war for control may be over, but the city is never truly tamed.The city always wins in the end.The city, at least for now, was quiet. But it was the kind of quiet that felt unnatural—like the stillness in the air before a storm. Luis had brought the underworld to heel. He had outmanoeuvred Marco, crushed Leo, and united the remaining factions under his rule.The Dockyard was under his control, and the Southside had fallen in line. He was, for all intents and purposes, the undisputed ruler of the city’s underworld.But Luis couldn’t shake the feeling that he was living on borrowed time.The pen

Salvatore’s death sends shockwaves through the city’s underworld, but the peace Luis has fought to maintain is more fragile than ever. The smaller crews are in disarray, but they are not defeated, and new alliances are already forming in the shadows.As Luis consolidates his control, he must prepare for the next wave of challenges—because in a city as dangerous as this one. The fire never truly goes out.The city is ready to burn again, and this time, the flames might consume everything.The word of Salvatore’s death spread faster than the rising dawn, carried through the streets by whispers, and passed from one dark corner of the underworld to another. Luis had made his move, and Salvatore’s abrupt end sent a clear message: challenges to his rule would not be tolerated.But the city didn’t respond with submission or fear, as Luis might have hoped. Instead, it stirred with fresh tension, like an ember flaring up in the wind.Luis had extinguished one fire, but now others were smoulder

Luis has won the final battle against Raúl, but the victory feels hollow. The city is still restless, and new threats are always waiting in the shadows.As Luis contemplates the weight of his power and the inevitability of his fall, he must decide how far he’s willing to go to hold onto what he’s built. But in a city as dangerous as this one, the cost of power is always high—and Luis is beginning to wonder if it’s a price he can continue to pay.The fires are still burning, and the city is waiting for the next king to rise—or fall.The weight of the city pressed down on Luis more than ever in the days following Raúl’s death. He had won the battle, taken control of the Eastside, and for the moment, the city seemed to be his again.But beneath the surface, Luis could feel it—the slow, inevitable shift of power, the constant undercurrent of tension that never fully went away.The city was a living thing, always changing, always hungry. And no matter how much blood Luis spilt, no matter h

The strike in the Dockyard has bought Luis some time, but the city is still restless, and the cracks in his control are growing wider. As he contemplates the price of survival and the inevitability of his fall, Luis must face the reality that the city will never stop taking.The fires are still burning, and the underworld is always hungry for more. As Luis fights to hold everything together, he begins to realise that no matter how many battles he wins, the city will never be his. It belongs to itself.The final toll is coming, and Luis must decide how much more he’s willing to give before the city claims everything.The city’s skyline gleamed in the rain, its sharp edges softened by the mist that hung over the streets. Luis watched it all from his penthouse, his mind a tangle of decisions yet to be made and consequences waiting to unfold.The dockyard had gone quiet after the hit on Nico’s old crew, but Luis knew better than to be lulled into a false sense of security. The Southside,

Luis has taken control of the entire city, but the victory feels hollow. The fires that have consumed the Southside and the Dockyard have left Luis questioning the price of power and the cost of survival. As he grapples with the emptiness that follows his final victory, Luis must confront the reality that no matter how many battles he wins, the city will always take more.The reign of kings is over, and in the end, the city always wins.The city smouldered under a dark sky, the distant glow of fire flickering across the skyline like dying embers. Luis stood alone on the rooftop of the penthouse, the wind carrying the smell of smoke and ash as it swept through the air. Below him, the streets were quiet, but not in the way they had been before. This wasn’t the calm before a storm—it was the eerie silence that followed one.He had done it. The Southside, the Dockyard, the Eastside—it was all his. There was no one left to challenge him, no enemies waiting in the shadows. He had crushed ev