............"Yup...yup, this is the place. We are here, Sister Riya, let's go!"Priya Jensen and Riya Samul arrived in the city, the cab pulling up in front of a grand, luxurious hotel."Sister Priya, did you book a room in this hotel?" Riya asked, taking in the opulence, noticing Priya's penchant for a lavish lifestyle."Yes, don't worry. Our every expense will be covered by the company funds, hehe, I am really excited!" Priya nodded with an excited grin, her eyes sparkling with anticipation."Aren't you going a little overboard with expenses!" Riya felt speechless at Priya's shameless behavior, yet there was a hint of amusement in her expression.They had already opted for first-class plane tickets, the experience slightly more indulgent than the norm.Now, as Priya gazed at the hotel, she could tell it would be quite expensive from its exterior alone. Riya couldn't shake off the feeling that it might be a bit extravagant."Come...come, don't worry about the small details," Priya
............"MC Studios?" Priya's eyes widened with excitement, concluding with fervor, "It's MC Studios!""You mean the famous MelodyCraft Studios," Riya responded, eyebrows raised in surprise upon learning about the renowned company."Yes, the same one where the famous singer, Luna Serenade, belongs!" Priya nodded enthusiastically, her eyes sparkling with admiration."Oh, The Goddess Luna! Is she from MC Studios? I didn't know that!" Riya expressed surprise, recognizing the singer's name from her campus."Hmm, you don't really pay attention to the news, do you?" Priya hummed disapprovingly, giving Riya a stink eye."I do, obviously, but not in the entertainment field," Riya replied, grabbing the remote and switching on the large TV on the wall."Hold on... increase the volume!" Priya interrupted, sensing something crucial on the news, her voice tinged with urgency."Good evening. This is Sam Angil from FlashNews TV, reporting a sudden and unexpected development in the music indust
............Seeing no other bidder raising the price anymore even after he paused for some time."Going Thrice...Ding...Ding..." He shouted loudly as the hammer struck twice, declaring the bid finalized and the winner decided."Clap...Clap...!!"The announcer clapped as a round of applause sounded from the rest of the spectators or fellow bidders, congratulating them for winning the bid."Congratulations for seat number 7! You've won the bid, and now this company belongs to you. Please check these papers and sign them after transferring the amount. Thank you!" The announcer showed the papers and gestured towards Priya and Riya to get these papers while checking their authenticity before signing them and sealing the deal."Phew...we got the deal, in the end." Riya took a relieved breath, her eyes focused on the bag Priya held containing the signed papers."Yeah, it was nerve-racking...!" Priya nodded, her forehead glistening with sweat, evidence of the tension."By the way, why does
............"Allow me to give a proper introduction. Meet the true owner of MC Studios, Ms. Luna Serenade!" Elara stood beside her as she introduced Luna to Riya and Priya."Hi, I'm Priya Jensen, and this is Riya Samul. It's a pleasure meeting you!" Priya calmed herself down, offering a warm, friendly smile that held a touch of excitement."The pleasure is ours, Ms. Jensen and Ms. Samul!" Luna Serenade spoke with a smile on her face, her sweet, bell-like voice resonating in the room, captivating everyone present in the office."Your voice is so nice! I never expected Goddess Luna to be the owner!" Priya expressed her surprise, her eyes widening with genuine admiration."Yeah, this is really unexpected!" Riya commented, her curiosity evident as she glanced between Luna and Elara, becoming curious about the story behind this twist."Thank you for your praise, but I have to say, I was also surprised when I heard you guys were the ones who won the bid!" Luna Serenade gracefully accepted
............"Yes, I am sincere in my proposal, and not only for you but for Ms. Serenade too." Priya smirked, her eyes reflecting genuine intent, creating a subtle playfulness."You really are serious, haha! We appreciate your kind intention; we will gladly accept it!" Luna Serenade chuckled warmly, her eyes twinkling with amusement. She nodded back at Elara before gesturing their agreement."Great!" Priya's enthusiasm remained as she and Luna shook hands, the connection signifying a mutual understanding."Now then, do you have time?" Priya's tone shifted, a hint of excitement still lingering. She looked at Luna Serenade and asked, her gaze inquisitive yet friendly."Ahh...yes, I think so!" Luna nodded hesitantly, feeling a bit scrutinized by Priya's keen eyes."Cool, then let's go; I always wanted to spend some time with my favorite singer!" Priya stood up with an infectious energy, forcefully pulling Luna along. The office atmosphere is filled with a mix of anticipation and spon
............In a certain shopping mall,"How does this look, do I look fine in this?" Riya, adorned in a knee-length glamorous white dress, stood in the dressing room, seeking opinions from Priya and Luna."Hmmm, not quite fitting, try another one!" Priya suggested with a frown, not entirely approving of Riya's fashion choice."Ohh, I thought she looked quite cute in that!" Luna chimed in with a smile.Riya, Priya, and Luna were in the midst of a shopping spree.They went around trying anything that caught their eye.After two hours of a shopping spree, they emerged from the mall with a handful of bags."Hehe, Sister Priya! Didn't we go a bit overboard with the shopping?" Riya remarked, noticing that the three of them struggled to carry so many bags."Well, let's not sweat the small stuff. Right, Sister Luna?" Priya replied with a warm smile, addressing Luna as if they had been friends for ages.If Rohan had witnessed this scene, he would have marveled at how the minds of these soci
............"What did you say, you bimbo!" The sultry lady confronted Luna, glaring at her with irritation."Don't you dare try me!" Luna stood her ground, refusing to back down."Wait... stop, for a sec. Sister Luna, look here, I have an idea!" Priya intervened, halting Luna from escalating the situation, and shared a simple idea. Luna smirked, and this time her expression was calm."What...!" The sultry lady was confused, witnessing Luna's sudden calmness."Alright, I can let you have it, but first, can you even afford it!" Priya adopted a condescending tone."Huh, baby! See how she's looking down on us like we're some beggars!" The sultry lady, feeling disdain, called out to her boyfriend in a questioning manner."What baby, let me show them who they're messing with!" The plump man, hearing his girlfriend being bullied, felt that his dignity was undermined by the three ladies. He shook his belly as he approached his girl, his hand snaked around her waist as he pulled her beside
............Though Luna managed to steer the car, the unsettling feeling lingered."Crashh... Screeech...!"Their car endured another forceful impact, Luna struggling to keep it on course.This time, control slipped away, and the car got busted, coming to a halt not far from the initial collision point."Cough... cough..."As they swiftly exited the car, coughs escaped from their lips, the smoke from the wreckage assaulting their senses."Screech... screech... screech...!"Before they could comprehend who was crazy enough to hit their car, dozens of black cars surrounded them."Not looking good!" Luna, quick to sense the danger, felt something was amiss with the situation.She swiftly retrieved something from her branded bag."What's going on? Who are these guys?" Riya and Priya, now fully aware of the cars surrounding them, understood that the situation was turning dangerous."On my signal, run!" Luna gestured to Riya and Priya as she threw the object into the car, now heating up o
............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