............Riya stood outside her office building, the cool evening air brushing against her as she waited for Rohan.The city sounds hummed in the background when three young men, adorned in punk fashion, swaggered towards her."Hey, beauty. Wanna hang out with us?" the yellow-haired man sneered, a lewd grin stretching across his face.Riya's eyes narrowed, and she flatly swatted away their advances, "No thanks."Undeterred, the second man chimed in, "Come on, sweetheart, don't be a buzzkill. We know how to have a good time."Her patience wearing thin, Riya shot back, "I have plans. Leave me alone."The third man, oozing arrogance, couldn't resist making a lecherous comment, "You're missing out, babe. We can show you a real good time."Riya's frustration surfaced, "I doubt that. Move along."The yellow-haired man, with an irritating smirk, remarked, "You're feisty. We like that.""I don't care what you like. Go bother someone else," Riya retorted, her tone sharp.Undaunted, the se
............"Anyway, let's go, we're already late for our date!" Riya shook her head, nudging Rohan to leave the alley as the surrounding passersby, who had witnessed the scene, were already giving them weird looks.Rohan, still wearing a stern expression, allowed himself a small nod of agreement. "You're right. We shouldn't let these idiots ruin our evening."The couple walked away from the alley, leaving the whispers of the onlookers behind. As they emerged onto the bustling street, Riya took a deep breath, shaking off the tension from the encounter.Rohan, glancing sideways at Riya, couldn't help but admire her resilience. "You handled that situation pretty well," he remarked.Riya smiled, a hint of mischief in her eyes, "Well, teamwork, right?"They continued their evening, the city's lights casting a warm glow on the streets. The incident became a passing memory as Rohan and Riya focused on enjoying their date.......Two days later, Two days later, under the radiant sun, the
............"Well, it's not that impressive; handling a crowd is kinda my thing," Priya Jensen shrugged casually."Anyway, how are the responses from those big companies?" Rohan asked, changing his tone and getting straight to the point."The response was surprisingly positive. I never thought those big CEOs would trust our newly opened Investment Group!" Priya Jensen expressed her surprise."Well, most of them might be feeling the pressure. If one decides to expand, the others fear being left behind," Rohan explained with a smile, earning a nod of understanding from Priya."Isn't this a good thing for us, Boss? Also, the contracts are ready," Sofia Bauer said, placing a stack of contract papers on the table."Hmm, it is. I want to make sure we invest in two new fields today, besides the Retreat and Restaurants business," Rohan nodded, his expression thoughtful."Oh, okay. I think I can handle that. But there isn't any money in the company account!" Priya Jensen said with a positive
............"Really... are you surprised about this? Then you'll be even more surprised in the future with what I have planned to do!" Rohan looked at them with amusement, anticipating that he would have something to tease these two in the future."Ehh, there are more in the future, looks like we have to prepare ourselves and get used to your surprises!" Priya and Sofia exchanged glances before sharing smiles with Rohan. Priya composed herself before speaking."Right, how about you stop being formal and call us using our first names, as you are our boss now!" Priya suddenly suggested, catching Rohan off guard with her words."Umm, are you sure, It's alright!" Rohan asked, feeling a bit uncomfortable for some reason."Yes, It's alright. We are okay with that!" Priya said, looking at Sofia, who nodded at Rohan, indicating that she didn't mind at all."Alright then, Priya and Sister Sofia," Rohan felt a bit awkward, addressing them on a first-name basis."Why are you calling me sister,
............"Who the fuck ambushed me? Show yourself, you fucker...!" Captain Kuro cursed as he stood up, wiping blood from his mouth."Hahahaha, I was expecting a strong opponent, but it turns out you're as weak as a chicken, trash...!" A figure suddenly emerged as the dust settled, revealing a large man dressed in all-black leotard clothes with gleaming knuckles on his fists.He spoke while looking down on Captain Kuro."Aquila, cover me! Looks like we've got a troublesome fellow this time!" He ordered his sniper companion to watch his back."Lynx, try to land a sneak attack on him. Make sure he won't land a hit on you, as I'm sure you know what would happen if you did take one. And Raija, can you take care of that enemy sniper along with the small fries in the back!" Captain Kuro remained calm, issuing calculated commands to his team members.His responsibility was to ensure his team stayed intact while dealing with the enemy."Roger that, Captain Kuro. We're on it!" Everyone rep
............A few minutes earlier, "Is this the place? Why did Officer Telly send me here?" Rohan reached the location given by Telly Bennett.However, the place turned out to be the outskirts of the city."Bang... Boom... Bamn...!""Huh, is there a fight happening in that area?" Rohan heard loud booming noises and looked a little distance away, moving on foot as there was no path for a car."Woah... who is so busy fighting here? Oh my!" Rohan arrived minutes later at the destroyed place and found the lifeless bodies of several people lying around."Bammmnn.... Boomnnn...!" A few steps away, the fighting noise persisted. He moved there and observed what was going on."Not bad," Rohan commented as he watched three people coordinating well in a fight against a strong opponent with shiny knuckles who seemed to have underestimated them, ending up as a loser.He was impressed by their ability to use their specialties to overcome someone much stronger."Ohh, shit... that loser!" Rohan, w
............"Catch me if you can, cowards!" The sniper, Aquila, kept running while firing back and throwing grenades at the enemy, ensuring they wouldn't catch him halfway through, all while taunting."Isn't this guy pretty gutsy!" Rohan grinned as he looked at the sniper and the angry enemy right on his tail."Damn you, die....Boomn!" A muscular mustached man caught up to Aquila, dodging his grenades pretty easily with his sheer agility."Whoa...hey man, you almost left this world!" He threw a punch that almost screwed over Aquila, but Rohan arrived at the nick of time and blocked the punch for him."Th-thanks...!" Aquila looked back, a bead of sweat dripping from his forehead, realizing how close he was to getting killed himself."Get back, Aquila. He is on our side; you don't really want to get in between their skirmish, do you?" Aquila heard Captain Kuro's voice from the comm and understood. He immediately retreated from there."Can he take care of those enemies? If I remember c
............"Gentlemen, it's time for the winners' announcement. Before I reveal the results, know that initially, we planned to pick only two winners today. However, after reviewing the numerous excellent proposals and ideas you've presented, we've decided to extend it to four winners!" Priya stood on the stage, her voice carrying a mix of authority and empathy.Hearing her words, the crowd murmured with disappointed tones.The weight of expectations in the room shifted, and whispers of uncertainty spread among the businessmen. There were hundreds of them, and only four would be eligible for coveted investment contracts.Some thought it was unfair, a silent tension lingering in the air. Yet, they dared not voice their dissatisfaction, fearful of being blacklisted from future opportunities.The room, once filled with ambitious optimism, now held a palpable sense of disappointment and unspoken frustration."But you don't have to feel disappointed. In the next week, we will hold anoth
............The man seated on the plush couch was a man from the Dragorin hidden Family, a figure of immense power and influence. His very presence dominated the room, and even someone as powerful as Mord knew he had to show respect.“So, you were sent by Elias Kurovsky? You’re so weak!” the man finally spoke after giving Mord a brief glance. He shook his head in disappointment, his voice carrying a hint of disdain.“Master Dragorin, please don’t worry about my strength. I may be weak, but I’ve built a strong network in these lands. With it, I can help you accomplish your task easily,” Mord replied calmly, despite clenching his fists tightly. His tone was confident, showing no sign of dissatisfaction.Mord had heard from his brother Elias that the Dragorin family was searching for some traitors who had escaped. They needed his information network to track them down, and that knowledge made Mord confident. He sneered inwardly, thinking, *No matter how powerful you are, you still nee
............Ade nodded, a grim expression settling on his face. "Exactly. The Dragorin Hidden Family isn’t known for backing down easily. They’re powerful, and they know it. If it comes to a fight, things could get ugly fast."Rohan leaned back in his chair, his mind racing. The Dragorin family were no ordinary opponents—they were dangerous, cunning, and deeply entrenched in the power struggles of the hidden Martial world. A direct clash with them could lead to consequences far beyond their control."We need to be prepared," Rohan said after a moment, his tone more serious. "If we’re going to confront them, we can’t afford to underestimate their strength. Otherwise, we’ll be the ones to lose.""Agreed," Ade replied, his eyes narrowing as he considered the power of the Dragorin Hidden Family. "We need to gather all the intel we can and be ready for anything. The moment they make a move, we have to be ready to strike without hesitation."Rohan nodded, already thinking through strategi
............"Ehh...really!" Riya and Priya looked at each other with incredulous look, wondering why did they not notice that."You really forgot to look at the report, didn't you!" Sofia Baur look at Riya and Priya with twitch in her temple thinking these two really became spendrifts."About that, Sister Riya. It's about time to call our irresponsible Boss, shouldn't we." Priya said with raising corner of her mouth thinking only option as to how they can solve fund problem."Ahh... Rohan, should we...?" Riya hesitated, unsure of how to express her concerns. If they didn’t have more funds, they wouldn’t be able to complete the upcoming projects."What are you so worried about? Didn't he say before that if we needed more funds, we could just contact him and he'd transfer what we need?" Priya replied, noticing Riya's anxiety. She wasn’t the least bit troubled about calling him. After all, she was just an employee, and there was no harm in asking their boss for financial support.Priya
............"How should I know what those arrogant shits are thinking? I just hope they don't enter Willowbrook City, or I might have to do something about them!" Rohan shrugged, his words turning cold."Hey... hey, Rohan... my man, you should know those arrogant guys aren't just any average men. It's what they have backing them that makes them so arrogant... and we're not in their league to criticize them." Ade looked speechless at Rohan's direct and cold words, even though he agreed. He knew they were nothing special compared to those arrogant piece of shits.As Ade was lost in thought, Rohan was mulling over the information.'How should I handle them? I'm not sure why their activity is getting closer to Willowbrook City. Are they here for the Turner siblings? Even if that possibility is slim, I need to make sure these arrogant guys don't get close to Willowbrook City,' Rohan thought, speculating why the Dragorin Hidden Family decided to send their men to all the neighboring citie
............Ade nodded and sprinted towards the door, while Ravi stood guard to prevent any other gangsters from escaping.The fight was already over except for a few men who came with Hans Schmidt. They stood, looking at Rohan with murderous intent while helping Hans to stand firm.As Ade sprinted through the side door, he followed the sound of hurried footsteps echoing in the dimly lit hallway. Arman Mace's shadow flickered in the distance as he rounded a corner. Ade quickened his pace, feeling like he was chasing a mouse, and a grin formed on his face.Meanwhile, inside the warehouse, Rohan advanced on Hans Schmidt. The remaining gang members, though outnumbered and exhausted, stood protectively around their leader. Rohan's eyes flickered as he thought about how to get information from this trash and dismantle the gang so they could never regroup."You think you can still walk away?" Rohan said, his voice calm but firm. "I've already given you a death sentence, so don't even thi
...... ...... "Like he said, we are not interested. So, care to tell us where your gang leader is?" Ade stepped forward, clearly annoyed, standing in front of Arman. He was not pleased with Arman's attempt to buy time. Even Ravi could see that Arman was just trying to keep them busy with his trash talk. "Fine, you asked for it." Arman, with a disgruntled expression, noticed his phone ringing. Understanding what this meant, he smirked at Rohan and his group. "Get back, Ade. We have a guest who seems to have just arrived!" Rohan, who was keeping a vigilant watch, noticed a few other presences outside the warehouse. Seeing Rohan's warning and vigilant expression, Ade instantly moved back beside him. Arman picked up the phone, his smirk widening into a sinister grin as he answered. "Right on time," he muttered, his eyes never leaving Rohan's. Rohan and Ade exchanged wary glances, both tense and more cautious at the change in Arman Mace's face. The atmosphere inside the warehouse g
............"1...10...30....55... Hmm, there are not that many here. Where might the rest be?" Rohan counted and looked back at Ravi for an answer."They should be patrolling other areas or maybe collecting money from the vendors," Ravi replied after thinking for a moment, checking the time. It was his guess based on the usual activity his team had observed from the gang."Hey, you fuckers, I'm talking to you! Are you ignoring me?" The gangsters who had thrown bottles on the ground glared at Rohan and his group, feeling ignored. Anger flashed across their faces."Crash...!""Fuck it, let's teach them a lesson!" Another group of five stood up, throwing their bottles too. Ten gangsters advanced towards Rohan, Ade, and Ravi."Damn it, they think we're weaklings!" one of the gangsters muttered angrily. Feeling humiliated by Rohan's dismissive attitude, they lunged at him, who was standing at the front."Swiish... Bam! ... Ahhhh...!!""Crash... Thud... Thud...!!"Just as the gangsters lu
............"Thank you again, Mister, and you too. Please, let me show my gratitude sometime if you have the time. Here’s my contact info!" Anshika Kumari bowed and thanked Rohan and Ade once more, offering her phone number to Rohan. She felt that words alone weren't enough to express her gratitude and wanted to invite them to dinner sometime.Although she was poor, she knew how important it was to be thankful after being saved from such a dangerous situation.If Rohan and Ade hadn't arrived when they did, who knows what that gangster might have done to her."It's alright. We'll call you when we have some time. Now off you go. That nice lady will drop you off wherever you need to go. And make sure you don't follow any shady uncles next time, alright?" Rohan smiled gently, noticing the little lady's smile, a stark contrast to her earlier crestfallen expression."Mmm... see you next time, Mister. Farewell for now!" Anshika Kumari nodded and said goodbye to Rohan and Ade before being g
............"Okay...Ms. Kumari, can you tell us how you ended up here? You know this place is very dangerous and filled with gangsters like those guys over there!" Rohan asked the girl pointed at the two pigs lying on the floor, wondering what her story was and what kind of situation led this girl to this dangerous place."I...!" Anshika looked at Rohan's face, hearing his words, unsure where to start explaining her situation that led to her current predicament.She became emotional as she remembered why she followed that portly man despite knowing he had no good intentions.At twenty years old, Anshika’s mother had suddenly been admitted to the hospital due to a stroke. Coming from a poor family of two, both mother and daughter relied heavily on each other, so she was in distress, needing urgent money for her mother's treatment.By chance, she met a portly middle-aged man who offered to pay her mother's hospital bills in exchange for doing something for him. With no other choice, s