Gazing up at the night sky, I felt the weight of the world on my shoulders as I dialled number after number, my voice a whisper against the vast darkness. The stars above seemed indifferent to the urgency of my mission - ensuring that my identity remained a guarded secret amongst Eden’s group people those in the banking business, cell phone distribution, international selling and purchasing departments, real estate, and music entertainment.Anyone who knew of my connections with Eden was under strict orders to seal their lips or face immediate dismissal.I had learned the hard way that wealth was a double-edged sword. When I was appointed Marshal, an invisible target seemed to form on my back. Bodyguards swarmed around me, their presence a constant reminder of my vulnerability. Every meal was a ceremony of suspicion, each bite scrutinized for poison. The freedom to enjoy the simplest pleasures, like a quiet meal, had been snatched away from me.I couldn't sleep with a woman I liked wi

In the early morning, two of Leo's subordinates found themselves huddled on a street, frantically attempting to dial their boss's number. Each call met with silence, no one on the other end to take their urgent pleas. "Damn, how long have we been at this?" one muttered, his breath visible in the cold air, frustration etched deeply into his furrowed brow."Our boss won't answer his phone. He usually wakes up no earlier than 10 o'clock, and he hates being disturbed. He's probably silenced his phone," the other explained, his voice laced with worry. They stood outside a local newspaper store, the first rays of the sun casting long shadows as they purchased newspapers, their hands trembling slightly with anxiety."But, at this time, our boss might actually land in jail for real!" Their eyes scanned the headlines, “Leo the real Drug Dealer, the killer of people!” each title of the newspapers was about their boss and his illicit operations."Where is the boss? We have to tell him now," sai

Night had fallen on Bali when Lewis contacted me about the murder of the General. In my pastime, I served as a Marshal; obtaining this position was no coincidence, as I possessed a keen mind for devising strategies to overcome my enemy. Giving the general $750,000 monthly? I'd better use the money to remove him from the chessboard.‘The World War 3 was far crueller than this.’"The media, they're going to scramble for every piece of this story," I mused aloud, my words floating through the line to Lewis. "The masses will get wind of it, and if the press keeps prying, the military won't be able to brush this under the rug. But, we need the Police Chief on our side, along with the media. Did he mention his price for cooperation?"Lewis's voice, tinged with a hint of disbelief, responded, "$10 million. He says it's to compensate his team for taking on the military. Though a promotion is likely if he pulls this off, he's also promised to hand over the Leo operations to us."I pondered the

"Let's do it then," I whispered in her ear as I lifted her up in a princess carry. I brought her to my villa and put her on the kings size bed. I looked at her beautiful face, which was uniquely pretty. Sharp and soft at the same time, with her tender eyes. I felt not just desire but my heart starting to beat.Gisella had long black hair, not totally straight but a bit wavy, seeming a bit messy, which gave it a beautiful wave. Her body was perfect, the kind one might find in a yoga instructor or dancer, meaning it curved like a Spanish guitar.With tenderness, I kissed her soft lips. I wanted to be as tender as one could, giving her all kinds of happiness without any discomfort. It was like driving a car or motorcycle, with each gear change unnoticed and feeling smooth.With my ability, I found her pleasure point, using the most delicate movement to raise it, to make her feel in the clouds, slowly raising her desire as smoothly as I could while my hand slowly opened her clothes.Her s

Under the vibrant glow of the fireworks, I gazed at Celeste, her beauty shining brightly, but that wasn't all that filled my thoughts. Her bravery, her solitude with no one but me for company—it was never just about me.I stood there, taking in her presence. She was slightly shorter than me, and I could see in her eyes, shimmering with hope and anticipation, that she was waiting for me. It required a tremendous amount of courage to express what she did.With open arms, I beckoned, "Come hug me."She responded in kind, wrapping her arms around me as I hugged her back, my hand gently caressing her head and hair. "Don't force yourself," I whispered. "I will never leave you alone. Take it one step at a time; there's no need to rush. Just take your time.""I love you," Celeste murmured."I love you too, Celeste," I replied, my fingers tenderly stroking her back. From the corner of my eye, under the kaleidoscope of fireworks, I spotted Gisella watching us. I wondered how she would interpret