The ballroom buzzed with murmurs as the former college classmates gathered in small clusters, their faces a blend of confusion and disbelief.Mark's eyes darted between the partygoers and the figures who had just walked in — Viper and his gang.They thought Mark had ties to the Viper gang, but in reality, it's Fernanda Gabas who does!How ironic, huh?For Mark, this was very wrong.A snobbish and arrogant woman like Fernanda Gabas wouldn't mix with vandals and hooligans.Then he remembered that Romulo had connections with the underworld. Where is he?Romulo got out of sight before the thugs entered. Was he the one who secretly called this gang and now he was hiding cowardly?Fernanda Gabas stood tall at the center of the commotion, her poise unshaken as she faced Viper.Her smile was a razor-sharp edge in the light. "How have you been, Viper?" she drawled, her voice laced with a venomous sweetness. "I didn't know you were around."Viper's posture shifted from dangerous to obsequious.
An unspoken dread hung over the gathering like a thundercloud.As the guests whispered and shot wary glances among themselves, Fernanda stood at the center of the storm, her eyes narrowed, projecting an icy indifference.Karl protested with vehemence, "What kind of nonsense is this? Fernanda, you're really okay with Briana being taken away by those thugs?"Fernanda just answered with mockery smile as if the predicament were merely a soap opera playing out rather than a harrowing reality."Everyone knows they're not just taking her for a stroll, right?" snapped a colleague nearby, his cheeks flushed with indignation.Fernanda shrugged, her face as impassive as stone. "That's no longer my problem," she said, her voice colder than the chill of the marble floor beneath their feet.Luana, her eyes wide in disbelief, stepped forward. "What a horrible thing for you to say, Fernanda!" she exclaimed, her horror palpable."Ugh, why all the drama?" Fernanda replied, waving her hand dismissively.
Hope began to flicker like the first rays of dawn at the Braz Social Club, a small haven where laughter and camaraderie once flourished.As darkness descended, however, it seemed that everything was lost.Briana and Luana watched helplessly as former classmates were cornered by ruthless street gangs, threatened with assaults and human rights violations.All they wanted was a night of fun, yet fear hung in the air like a thick fog.Fernanda Gabas had long been written off in the minds of many as a guest at future parties and events. Her reputation, once vibrant, now lay in ruins!But just when despair threatened to claim them, a most unexpected hero emerged: Briana's husband, Mark.When everything seemed hopeless, who would have thought that the initial salvation would come through Briana's failed and impoverished husband?The thugs from Víbora, menacing and intimidating, were taken by surprise when Mark suddenly freed himself from their grip.One of them, who had dared to touch Briana
Viper tightened his grip on the baton, his eyes locked on Mark.The tension in the room was suffocating as the party-goers held their breaths, each of them acutely aware of the impending clash.Would Mark emerge from this confrontation unscathed?It was one thing to dispatch a few low-level thugs; taking down the gang’s leader was a completely different battle altogether.Just when it seemed that defeat was inevitable, a sudden loud noise pierced the air. The ballroom doors swung open with a force that diverted everyone's attention.Heads turned in unison, surprise washing over their faces as a new group of men entered the scene.Unlike Viper's rowdy crew, these newcomers exuded an air of intimidation, but their entrance was far more organized and respectful.Clad in sharp gray suits that seemed to signify their unity, they definitely weren’t the sort one would expect to see in a brawl.Viper, taken aback by the unexpected interruption, briefly ceased his advance on Mark. What did thi
The applause erupted, filling the room with a wave of excitement as the gray-clad group was showered with admiration for their display of strength and courage.Finally, the party-goers felt safe again, their fears momentarily set aside.Luana, tears streaming down her face, stepped forward. "Thank you so much, all of you!"Karl, still wide-eyed from the chaos, couldn't help but comment, "Wow, the security level of this club is shocking, right? Which agency did you train with?"The leader of the gray-clad group chuckled softly, not offering any real answers.Mark Ferro, their leader, had been clear in his instructions — they were not to reveal their true identity.So, they let the party-goers believe they were merely staff of the venue.Luana, turning her gaze to Fernanda, asked, "And now, Fernanda? What do you have to say?"Fernanda stood frozen, her mind reeling from the rapid turn of events.Her plan, meticulously crafted with her boyfriend to take down Briana, had crumbled in secon
The reunion party for the former college classmates would forever be etched in their memories.It was the night when a gang of street toughs barged into the venue, thinking they'd wreak havoc, only to be met by a far more audacious, skilled, and lethal group.Romulo, barely avoiding a shot to the ear, crumpled to the ground, his macho façade shattering completely.The bravado he'd worn like armor fell away, leaving him exposed and trembling."Please! Please don't shoot!" Romulo begged, his voice thick with fear. "I don't know who you are, but I don't want any more trouble!"The leader of the gray-clad group looked down at him with a smirk. "But you just moments ago wanted these individuals to teach a lesson to the guests of this party.""No, no, NO!" Romulo cried, desperation seeping through every word. "I admit I was wrong! Please forgive me!"Fernanda, watching her boyfriend grovel, was outraged. "Romulo, what are you doing? Get up!"But Romulo snapped back at her, "Shut up, you stu
"Speaking of which, Mr. Ferro, we think it's really cool that you defended Briana like that," Karl said, turning to Mark with a nod of respect."That's right!" another classmate chimed in. "Even though you seem like a nobody, you surprised us by taking down those two goons!"Luana added, "That's how a man should defend his beloved woman! You guys, on the other hand, seemed a bit scared. Why didn't you help Mark?"Karl quickly defended himself and the others. "Oh, come on! We're not trained in martial arts like Briana's husband! Where did you learn those moves, Mr. Ferro?""Did you learn them on a Hollywood set?" another classmate joked.Mark, ever humble, responded discreetly, "Oh, I learned a few basic moves when I served in the army. But nothing too impressive.""Nothing too impressive?" Karl said, raising an eyebrow. "Let me tell you something: your initiative in taking out those guys was what destabilized Víbora and the others."Lawrence, who had been silently watching the convers
The car jolted over the uneven road, a sinister black vehicle that swallowed the light.Inside, Fernanda and Romulo sat in grim silence, their hands bound and their faces etched with worry.The air was stifling, thick with the stench of Romulo’s urine-soaked pants.Fernanda, normally so poised and confident, now seemed deflated, her pride wilted like a forgotten flower.When she had learned that Briana would be at the reunion party, the fire in her eyes had burned hotter than ever.It was a chance for revenge against what she saw as years of living in Briana’s shadow.Yet, as always, Briana had triumphed, and now Fernanda was heading toward an uncertain fate.Fernanda's gaze cut sharply toward Romulo, her frustration palpable. “For Christ’s sake, Romulo! I understand that the bullet grazed your ear might have scared you, but did you really have to wet your pants?”Romulo’s face reddened as he shot back, “You would have reacted the same way! Stop pretending to be so strong and powerful