The men began to laugh, it was a low, sinister sound that echoed in the bathroom. Romeo could feel the danger in their laughter, but he kept his cool."Oh, I guess you guys are here to aid me in repairing the broken pipes?" Romeo joked, trying to act like he wasn’t scared. He forced a smile, hoping to throw them off.The men laughed even louder, with their voices filling the room. "This guy is funny," one of the mafia members said, shaking his head with a smirk. "He looks more shabby than they described him."They laughed again, mocking him, as their eyes were filled with cruel amusement."I’m sorry, my friend." The leader said, with a voice dripping with menace. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a heavy chain, letting it dangle in the air. The others followed, pulling out chains and sharp jackknives that glinted in the light. "We’re not here to help you fix the pipes. We’re here to beat you up."Romeo stayed calm, even though he could feel his heart pounding in his chest.
As the big event began, the sky was turning colors, mixing orange and purple as the evening set in. The front of the fancy hotel was lit up, and important people from all over the continent started arriving in long, shiny black cars. Everyone was excited, and you could feel the buzz in the air as these guests, dressed in their best outfits, stepped out of their cars. They wore sparkling jewelry and fancy clothes, making the whole scene look like something out of a movie. Mrs. Davidson stood at the entrance, looking stunning in a long, dark green dress that shimmered as she moved. She wore a beautiful necklace covered in emeralds and diamonds, and her hair was styled perfectly. She was calm and confident, smiling as she welcomed each guest with a polite greeting. Beside her stood Sheikh Rahman, wearing traditional robes that looked expensive and luxurious. He had a serious look on his face, but you could tell he was pleased with how everything was going. One by one, the
Sheikh Rahman continued speaking, his voice was calm but powerful, capturing everyone’s attention. He wanted to make sure everyone understood how important it was for powerful people to work together to create a better future.“Ladies and gentlemen,” he began, “our world is big and complicated, but when people like us—who lead big companies and make important decisions—work together, we can shape the future. The businesses we run aren’t just about making money; they’re about setting an example for others to follow and creating something that lasts.”He paused for a moment, letting his words sink in. The room was quiet, and everyone was listening closely.“We are the ones who can make sure the future is good,” he continued. “By working together and sharing the same goals, we can build a world where success isn’t just for today but for a long time to come. It’s not just about what we achieve now but about what we leave behind for those who come after us.”As he spoke, the light from th
As the video continued to play, the screen flickered once again, and the footage abruptly switched to another scene. The room grew even quieter, and everyone stared at the screen, anxious about what would come next.The new footage showed a dimly lit room with a large bed in the center. The camera angle shifted, revealing Jane Davidson, who looked determined and intense. She was dragging General Romeo Stormbreaker, who appeared groggy and unsteady on his feet, as if he were under the influence of something. He stumbled and struggled to stay upright, his eyes were even half-closed.Jane’s voice could be heard clearly now, sharp and commanding. “Come on general Stormbreaker, just a little further,” she muttered, guiding him toward the bed. “We need to get this done tonight.”The General mumbled something, barely coherent, with his head lolling to the side. Jane pulled out a piece of paper—a contract—and thrust it in front of him. “Sign this,” she demanded, shoving a pen into his han
Mrs. Davidson sat in a large, dimly lit room, and her wrists were bound with silver cuffs. Across from her, three top billionaires—Mr. Harris Zoef, Mr. Wellington Stuart, and Mrs. Zhao—sat with stern faces. They had been present at Sheikh Rahman's event and not just that, they had all invested millions into Mrs. Davidson’s business, believing her to be an honest and respectable partner. But now, they looked at her with disappointment and anger.Mr. Harris Zoef, an older man with a bushy gray beard, spoke first. His voice was deep and firm. "I can't believe this, Mrs. Davidson. We trusted you. We gave you our money and our support, and now we find out you're involved in illegal activities that could not just implicate you but also implicate us?" He shook his head in frustration. "You were part of the money heist at NovaTech? And you bribed Evelyn Blackwood to cover it up? This is unacceptable."Mrs. Davidson’s face turned pale, and she nervously glanced at the other two billionaires
Mrs. Davidson quickly looked up when she heard the door open. Her eyes which had turned red from crying, lit up with a small spark of hope when she saw Joseph Schultz, her loyal personal assistant, and Mr. Finan, one of her most trusted lawyers, walk into the room. They moved with purpose, their faces were serious but calm.She hurriedly wiped her tears with her hand, trying to pull herself together. Her breathing was still fast, her chest was tight after the harsh conversation with the three billionaires. She sat up straighter, trying to appear strong and not as afraid as she felt.Joseph, tall with kind blue eyes, gave her a small, encouraging nod. Mr. Finan, a short man with gray hair and a briefcase, followed him closely. They both sat down across from her, looking calm but concerned."Good day, Mrs. Davidson," they both said at the same time, their voices were steady but serious.Mrs. Davidson forced a weak smile, though her lips trembled a little. "Good day." she replied, her
General Romeo Stormbreaker sat in his large office.The room was dimly lit, with only a small lamp on his desk providing light. Romeo, was deep in thought as he listened to a report from one of the leaders of the operations against the Harte Boers, lieutenant general Basler on phone."General, the operation at the Vosvelt island against the Harte Boer rebels has been a success," the lieutenant reported with a hint of pride. "We captured their leader and neutralized their main stronghold. The rebels here are retreating, and we expect them to surrender soon."A slight smile crossed Romeo's face. "Good work," he said in his deep, commanding voice. "This will send a strong message to David Gautman who dares challenge our authority. Since we have captured that major stronghold, once David hears the news, he would crack." He let out a smug grin.But just as he was about to give more instructions, the door to his office flew open with a loud bang. Joseph Schultz stormed in, and his face was
News of General Romeo Stormbreaker's sister's marriage to Major General Hein Bürst spread like wildfire across news stations and the internet. It was a sensational headline that captured everyone's attention, particularly because the wedding was expected to be an extravagant affair. The wedding was to be held at the prestigious Talmanesier's palace, a venue known for its historical significance and grandeur. Journalists speculated on every detail, from the guest list filled with high-profile names to the luxurious reception that was sure to be the talk of the town for years to come.To add to the excitement, a memo was circulated among top decoration brands, inviting them to apply for a $15 million contract to handle the decoration of both the reception venue and the palace. The contract was one of the most lucrative in the industry, and competition was expected to be fierce. Every top-tier decorator in the region prepared to submit their most impressive proposals, hoping to win