Meanwhile inside the grand hall, the atmosphere was electric as the opulent chandeliers cast a warm glow over the elegantly dressed guests, who were gathered to celebrate the launch of the highly anticipated book. With Don Francisco still at a podium, his commanding presence captured the attention of everyone in the hall. Mrs. Davidson, looked fulfilled and satisfied that her useless ex son in law had been treated the way he was treated by Don Francisco's, infact, she revelled and relished the thought of Romeo's disgrace like it was a hard earned Victory.Don Francisco's continued in it's smooth and confident tone as he continued his endorsement of the book. "Ladies and gentlemen," he began, his eyes sweeping over the captivated audience, "this book does not just depicts extraordinary storytelling; it is a beacon of innovation and insight in the field of business and politics. It encapsulates the spirit of progress and the relentless pursuit of excellence that we all strive for."Th
Don Francisco's men began to step back, their initial bravado instantly evaporated as the soldiers' intimidating presence became undeniable. The soldiers, clad in dark uniforms, exuded an air of authority that immediately cowed the once-aggressive henchmen. As more soldiers moved in, their guns were held at the ready, and they systematically surrounded the hall. The guests, who had moments ago been laughing and reveling in Romeo's humiliation, now shuddered in fear and panic. Whispers of dread rippled through the crowd, and many clutched their champagne glasses tightly, as their eyes were wide with terror.The first group of soldiers, without hesitation, took out whips and began to flog Don Francisco's men mercilessly. The sharp cracks of the whips echoed through the grand hall, mingling with the anguished cries of the men as they pleaded for mercy. "Please! Stop! We didn't mean it!" one of Don Francisco's men screamed, writhing in pain as the whip struck his back."Have mercy!
Don Francisco, Viktor "The Snake" Armand, Elara "The Widow" Darnell, and Juro "The Phantom" Sato were dragged from the bullion vans they were contained in to a storey building that was situated within the barracks. Their hands were bound and eyes were wide with terror.The soldiers, moving with practiced efficiency, herded them through a series of dimly lit corridors.The dealers were forced into a small, cozy yet oppressively dark room. The only sources of light were the flickering torches attached to the guns of the soldiers, casting eerie shadows that danced on the walls.The dim light illuminated their faces, revealing expressions of raw fear and desperation. The soldiers stood silently, with faces that were grim and determined, their eyes reflected the coldness of the mission at hand.Viktor Armand was the first to break the silence, his voice was shaky but laced with defiance. "You can't do this to us! We have rights! You can't just—"A soldier silenced him with a harsh shove,
Don Francisco, whose fear was momentarily overridden by a flicker of defiance, straightened himself. "Come on, G, a man has got to survive," he began, his voice was a strained mixture of desperation and bravado. "I had to make money on a big scale."Romeo's eyes darkened with rage. He moved swiftly towards Don Francisco, the cold fury in his gaze was freezing the air around him. Without a word, he raised his hand and delivered a sharp, resounding slap across Don Francisco's face. The force of the blow sent a shockwave through the room, and the other dealers flinched as they watched."Do you know what harm you have brought?" Romeo's voice was a low, dangerous growl, dripping with contempt. "Do you know the consequences of the shitty business you involved yourself in all because you wanted to make money on a big scale?"Without waiting for a response, Romeo delivered another thunderous slap, this one was even more powerful. The impact sent Don Francisco sprawling backward, crashing to
Don Francisco's trembling intensified as he struggled to speak with a voice that was barely a whisper. "The same way you ravaged the lives of the youths of Yilaburg, that is the same way these pitbulls would ravage your bodies," he choked out, with his words broken by sobs.Romeo's smile grew wider, his eyes gleamed with satisfaction. He stepped a bit closer with the pitbulls towards the opium dealers, and their growls grew louder and more menacing. The fear in the room especially amongst the opium dealers was palpable, and the other dealers' began to crumble out of fear.Viktor Armand, usually composed and confident, who was on his knees had his hands clasped together in a desperate plea, and with a shaky voice, he said. "Please, your majesty, have mercy on us! We didn't realize the extent of the damage we caused. We can make amends, we can help fix things. Just give us a chance!"Elara Darnell, her face pale and eyes wide with terror, joined Viktor on the floor. Tears streamed dow
Anna Hickey reclined in her plush office chair, and her eyes were fixated on the video playing on her large screen. The footage showed the pitbulls tearing into Don Francisco Escobar, his bloodied and broken form made it impossible to believe that he was actually a rich and influencial individual.A satisfied smirk curled her lips as she took a sip of her red wine, savoring the moment."Eat that, sucker," she murmured, the pleasure in her voice was unmistakable. For weeks, Escobar had been a thorn in her side, after threatening to dismantle her business since she refused to partner with him. His fate at this point was the sweet revenge she had yearned for.Just then, the door to her office swung open, and Romeo entered. His appearance was modest, a far cry from his imposing alter ego, General Romeo Stormbreaker. Gone were the fierce eyes and the commanding presence; he seemed almost ordinary, dressed in simple attire that belied his fearsome reputation.Anna's eyes widened in surpri
By the next week, the streets of Mondosh were transformed into a vibrant festival ground for the Children's Day. Brightly colored balloons bobbed in the breeze, stalls overflowed with sweets and toys, and the air was filled with the joyous laughter of children. From the morning, the city was abuzz with excitement, as families thronged the main square to partake in the festivities. Music blared from speakers, and performers dressed as clowns and magicians entertained the young ones with tricks and jokes.Romeo sat in an open café, a peaceful haven amid the bustling celebrations. He sipped his coffee, savoring the bitter taste as he read his newspaper. The café was a perfect spot to observe the joyful chaos without being directly involved. He appreciated these moments of tranquility, where he could detach from the complexities of his life.His peaceful moment was abruptly shattered when two imposing men, wearing sunshade glasses, approached his table and snatched the newspaper from
The five Harte Boer rebels fanned out, and their weapons were trained on Romeo's position behind the car. The silence was shattered as they opened fire, and astorm of bullets pummeled the vehicle. Metal and glass exploded around Romeo, who pressed himself flat against the ground, feeling the vibrations of each impact.He waited for a brief lull in the onslaught, then rolled out from behind the car, raising one of the machine guns. His first burst caught one rebel in the shoulder, sending him stumbling back. Romeo didn't pause, moving with practiced precision as he sought new cover behind a nearby stall.The rebels regrouped, adjusting their aim and advancing. Romeo popped up from behind the stall, squeezing off rounds in controlled bursts. He aimed low, catching a second rebel in the thigh. The man screamed and fell, clutching his leg as blood pooled beneath him.The remaining rebels split, one flanking to the left while two others pressed forward. Romeo's heart raced, but his fo