Fredrick gulped in fear, but his bravado resurfaced as he yelled at Don Makul, "Why are you letting this nobody slap you around like kids?"Don Makul glared at Fredrick with a look that could have pierced through him. The tension in the air was palpable.Gabriel sneered and asked Don Makul, "Do you know this man?"Fredrick, emboldened, stepped forward and declared, "He is my man. What gives you the effrontery to slap them?"Gabriel smiled and shook his head slowly. His expression turned icy as he stated with authority, "Because I'm their boss."Fredrick burst into mocking laughter. "You're lying! You're just a fool playing pretend."Don Makul's glare intensified as he snapped, "Silence, Fredrick. Master Gabriel speaks the truth."Fredrick's laughter died in his throat, replaced by a look of utter shock. He stammered, "W-what? No, this can't be true."Gabriel stepped closer to Fredrick, his voice cold and unyielding. "You crossed a line, Fredrick. Consider this your last warning. You d

Gabriel felt his heart racing unpredictably, having Camella so close to him. It was as if she had felt his racing heart too, which made her lift her head from his chest and gaze up at him.He gently tucked her hair behind her ears and, cupping her face, slowly brought his lips closer to hers. He pecked her lips, teasing her and eliciting a soft moan as she felt the electrifying touch. She couldn't hold back as he stared at her lovingly and pulled him closer, locking her hands around his neck. She pressed her lips against his, prompting him to kiss her fervently and suck her lips intermittently, which intensified her desire.It had been a while since he longed to do this. It was actually the case for both of them. Camella had started regretting how badly she treated him recently because her emotions had gotten the better of her on different occasions. She silently hoped he didn't hold it against her.Gently leading her to the bed, Gabriel made her lie on it while still kissing her. She

Shortly after, Gabriel's phone rang, displaying Camella's name. He answered, "Hey, honey.""Hey, Gabriel," Camella's voice sounded cheerful. "How about we meet up for brunch? There's something I want to discuss.""Sure," Gabriel replied. "Where do you want to meet?"Camella mentioned a familiar restaurant, and Gabriel's heart warmed with nostalgia. "Got it. I'll be there soon."After ending the call, Gabriel instructed the taxi driver to take him to the restaurant. As he arrived, he recognized it immediately – the same place where Camella had dragged him on their first date. A smile tugged at his lips as he remembered how reluctant he had been then, yet it had turned out to be one of the best days of his life.He stepped inside and saw Camella sitting at a corner table, her eyes lighting up as she spotted him. Gabriel approached and took a seat across from her."Hello, beautiful," he greeted, leaning in to kiss her cheek."Hi," she smiled warmly. "Thanks for coming.""How could I say

Gabriel and Andrei arrived at the casino, the air thick with anticipation and tension. Without hesitation, Gabriel accepted the challenge of a dice game with a gambling master, wagering a million in chips.But before they could proceed, Andrei, ever vigilant, intervened. "Let me go first with him," he suggested, his eyes scanning the room for any signs of trouble. Gabriel nodded in agreement and stepped aside, observing the game with a calculated gaze.As the game unfolded, Gabriel kept a watchful eye on the surroundings, his senses sharp and alert. He noted every movement, every whispered conversation, ensuring they weren't walking into a trap.After four swift rounds, Andrei's luck took a turn for the worse. Despite winning one round, he lost all the chips, his expression grim as he acknowledged defeat. Gabriel remained composed, his mind already strategizing their next move.Andrei hesitated, ready to concede defeat and hand over the reins to Gabriel, but Gabriel's quiet insistence

In a dimly lit room, Gaganda, a grim-looking man with a perpetual scowl and a rugged scar stretching across his cheek, sat on a steel chair. His cold, calculating eyes bore into Louis, who returned the gaze with intense hatred."Where is my wife?" Louis demanded, his voice laced with desperation and anger.Gaganda responded with a chilling, evil peal of laughter that echoed through the room. He stood up and walked over to Louis, delivering a brutal punch that sent a drop of blood trickling from Louis's nose.Louis, bound tightly to a wooden chair with chains securing his hands and legs, attempted to lurch at him but couldn't. "Don't you dare touch her!" he spat, his voice a mixture of fury and fear.Gaganda smirked, his expression mocking. "Or what, Louis? What are you going to do about it?"Louis's hatred for Gaganda only grew stronger. "Why did you kidnap her?" he demanded, his voice shaking with rage.Gaganda's eyes gleamed with satisfaction. "I needed a way to lure you in. It was t