Bruce stared out the window of Raphael's former office, which was now his own. The city was alive before him, a web of lights and life, oblivious to the power struggles that took place within its own shadows.He had fought hard to get where he was, as far as he was concerned, taking over Raphael's organization after the old boss's untimely demise. But victory felt hollow. Ursula, his sister, had deserted him, leaving him to run the business alone. He scowled, thinking of her betrayal.And besides, he had bigger fish to fry. Lecter. That bastard had managed to slip from his hands the other day, but he wouldn’t be so lucky next time. The door to the office opened, and Bruce turned, expecting one of his new underlings. Instead, Rachel walked in, and Cecil came in after her. He gave Cecil a questioning look, and he responded with shaking his head, so he turned back to Rachael. Her presence was like a punch to the gut. He hadn't seen her since their last heated argument, and her sudden
Rachel’s eyes widened, genuine fear finally breaking through her tough exterior. She was ready to burst into tears when Bruce turned back to her, his gun still in hand. “See what happens to those who cross me? Want to be part of them?” He asked angrily. Before Rachel could respond, the door burst open. Lecter stormed in, his presence filling the room with an electric charge. “Bruce!” He shouted, his voice echoing off the walls. Bruce turned, gun raised, ready to face his nemesis. “Lecter. Finally decided to show your face? You’ve been hiding behind her all this while, haven’t you?”Lecter’s eyes were cold, calculating. “This ends now, Bruce. No more games.” Bruce laughed, a harsh, mirthless sound. “You think you can take me down? You’re a fool to think so, Lecter.” Lecter moved with lightning speed, closing the distance between them in a heartbeat. He knocked the gun from Bruce’s hand, sending it skidding across the floor. The two men clashed in a brutal hand to
EpilogueIt's been five years since Lecter defeated Bruce that fateful night. And from that timeframe, a lot of things had happened."Dad, we'll miss the show. We have to go now," Liana, Lecter's daughter called out from the car.Anna smiled while Lecter approached with a briefcase at hand."I can tell them to come perform for you here at the mansion, my princess," Lecter said to Liana but she rolled her eyes and pouted."It wouldn't be the same, dad. I want to watch the show with my friends too," Liana replied."Your daughter is very stubborn, Lecter James," Anna stretched forth her hand and took the briefcase from Lecter before he proceeded to kiss her lips."I wonder where she got that from," Lecter said sarcastically and Anna scoffed. They soon got into the car and zoomed off. Along the way, Lecter's phone rang. It was the president."Mr President, you honor me with your call," Lecter said."Mr James. I want to personally thank you for what you did for our country. We would have
A thundercrack ripped through the clouds in the stormy night as flashes of lightning butressed the rumbling. Lecter stood in a grand living room with expensive furnitures, and Venita, his wife, glared at him with fiery eyes. Her face was darkened, and her lips curled into a frown. She eyed his old, worn-out clothes in disgust before her eyes settled on his face again.It's was nearly midnight, and the dawn of their two years wedding anniversary was upon them. "I want a divorce!" Venita's cold voice echoed while she slammed divorce papers on the table before Lecter. Lecter froze for a moment. He could not understand why his wife would decide to divorce him after everything he had done for her. "Venita... " He started to speak, but she slapped him before he could finish. "Are you fucking deaf? I said I want a divorce! A man like you does not deserve to be with a woman like me. You're a freaking stigma to my reputation and I am done!" Venita's words cut through Lecter's heart like
Alaric drove at high speed to a mansion on the far end of the city. While the rain poured, Lecter's mind constantly went back to the scene of Venita's betrayal. They took his wealth and made him look like a fool. Anger slowly built within Lecter's heart. The pain he felt was being replaced by something darker, and all Lecter could think about was getting revenge. "We are here, young master," Alaric said to him while he drove into a large compound and quickly parked the car by the fountain located just in front of the main building. Then, Alaric jumped down and opened an umbrella. He unlocked the door for Lecter to step down.Lecter could not believe his eyes. Not even when he was rich did he experience such wealth. The mansion was easily the grandest thing that he had ever seen in his life.As they walked towards a door, a lady stood by the side, gazing at Lecter with fury and disgust."Thank you, Alaric. I'll take it from here," she said to Alaric who gestured for Lecter to walk
"Mr James, there's someone here to see you," Lecter's secretary said to him while she stepped into the office."Who is it?" Lecter asked without taking his eye off the screen. It's been a week since his announcement as CEO. However, Lecter had refused to make any public statement or appearance since that time.He preferred anonymity, at least for the time being."It's the acting CEO of Thorn Incorporated, sir. Venita Thorn," the secretary replied and Lecter paused. He gazed at the secretary with a frown on his face."Why is Venita here?" Lecter questioned. "She has been bugging us for a contract, sir. Apparently, her company is on the brink of collapse due to mismanagement. She needs this to kickstart operations," she replied.Lecter smirked as he thought for a moment. A wave of anger filled his heart and when he turned his attention to the secretary, she saw a darkness on him that wasn't there before."Send her in," Lecter instructed.The secretary quickly left, and through the tran
High-ranking billionaires and CEOs in the city trooped into Reginald's event center. There were several fleets of cars parked outside of the hotel.By the door was an attendant who allowed the guests to go inside with a huge smile on his face.Lecter stepped down from his car, wearing a plain black suit. Other than meeting with Reginald, It was also a good opportunity for Lecter to familiarize himself with this billionaire world that is not easily accessible to anyone in the city. "Get back, mister! I need your identification," the attendant at the door said to Lecter while he attempted to walk inside. Other people stared at them. "You did not ask anyone else for a means of identification," Lecter said to the attendant who crossed his arms in defiance."That's because I did not find them suspicious. I know people like you. There is no way you are one of them. You are too young to have that kind of wealth," the attendant argued. Lecter just chuckled but the attendant did not bulge."
"Our sources have revealed that the man in the viral tape last night is Lecter James, the heir of a multi-million empire, and current CEO of-" Rand switched off the television as he drowned himself in alcohol. Getting sacked by Lecter was exacting a heavy toll on him.The clip showcasing Lecter saving Reginald had gone viral, and Rand had hoped that finally, he would be able to show Lecter's face to Venita.But the tape showed a blind spot, and Lecter's face was hidden.Venita stepped into the living room in a skimpy red dress with black heels. She shot Rand a glare as she began to apply lipstick."Where are you going?" Rand asked her."To seek an audience with Lecter James. If he wants me to convince him with my body, I'll do so," Venita stated without remorse.Rand slowly placed the cup in his hand on the ground and frowned at her."We are engaged, Venita!" He yelled at her."That means nothing to me! Let me make this clear, Rand. There is nothing I wouldn't do to get what I want. B