''Toss him out of the chopper.'' Antonio whispered.''S-sorry?'' Leonardo's heart skipped, his eyes momentarily widening.''I said toss him out of the damn chopper.'' Antonio snapped.''Boss, we can-''''I will not repeat myself, toss him out of the chopper, now.'' Antonio's face darkened.''Alive, and record it.'' He added in a resolute tone.Leonardo gulped, feeling a grim feeling enveloped him, as his body stiffened.''Okay.'' He nodded as he turned to leave.''Anyone who's after me or my family, either deliberately or not, shall taste an experience worse than death.'' Antonio released a heavy breath, slumping back into the armchair.He didn't care whether Dr Mike did it out of his own volition or not, the fact remained that he was going to harm his brother, most likely kill him.That only already warranted his death, and he would give the same verdict over and over again.Left alone, Antonio rested on his left palm, his mind wandering off, as he began to plan his next steps.His p
In a grand palace, decorated with fine furniture and ornamental gems and stones, a group of men could be seen passing through the tall, gold door entrance.Bright sun rays shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the warm radiance cascading across the room, making the precious stones and metals in the room glow.The group of men split into three, half marched to the left, and another half marched to the right.As for the last group, it was just a man, a man clad in a white kurta, a matching satin trouser, and a thick red turban.The man's face exuded confidence and authority, his eyes piercing straight to the large throne ahead, not even shifting his gaze a bit.Tap.Tap.The soft sound of his footsteps resounded in the throne room as his feet walked along the red carpet, before finally climbing the diamond staircase that led to his throne.Souu.A gentle breeze drifted around the man as he sank into the throne with a sharp posture, his eyes looking down on his subject.The man's d
It had been several days after the event at Enzo Hospital, and Antonio and his company had arrived in a secret basement successfully.They had already left the western continent, hiding their presence on an isolated island in the sea.The island was cut off from all networks. It has a radar that could detect missiles and rocket launchers miles away, and even interfere with their direction. Many armoured tanks, landmines, and rocket launchers were also placed at strategic locations. Even the satellite from space could only give a false record of this island.This was one of the main bases of the Lorenzo Empire, one of the most guarded places in the world. It had its own network system that was different from the common ones. No social media could be accessed on this island, nor could tracking and electrical signals that didn't belong to the island work here.Even Antonio had to change to the mobile phone here, to make calls.Inside the base, Antonio glanced at his brother, who remaine
''What.'' Elvie jumped from her seat, her eyes widening as she stared at Antonio in horror.''Have you gone crazy?'' She asked, her eyes furrowing as she adjusted her posture.''No, I haven't, still as sane as you can imagine.'' Antonio shrugged his shoulders lazily.''No, tell me you're joking, a freaking Dynasty, the fuck.'' Elvie exclaimed.''Hey, calm down, it's not as if you haven't done this before.'' Antonio spread his arms, wearing a laid-back expression.''Yes, thanks for the reminder… '' Elvie nodded.''The last time I did that, we both know what happened, I almost got myself roasted by an angry grandpa.'' Elvie retorted, her face turning aghast.''See, calm down.'' Antonio sighed.However, the look Elvie gave him showed that she was nowhere near calm, and neither did she feel convinced to take part in this.Smirking inwardly, Antonio revealed a soft grin, as his lips parted.''It's not the First you'll be attacking this time around, it's the Maya family, far less threatenin
Hmm.Antonio sighed, his eyes looking forlorn, as he reminisced the events of the past, making him feel nostalgic as he drowned in his reverie.''It's a long story, which part do you want to hear exactly?'' ''Everything.': Elvie replied, wearing a serious look. ''What actually prompted you to leave the Lorenzo Empire?''''We all knew that you were the next heir, especially after those missions you single-handedly completed, so why?'' Elvie's voice quietened, her eyes clouded with curiosity.A long silence that lasted for a few minutes enveloped both Antonio and Elvie, each lost in their own thoughts.''It all started during my last mission.'' Antonio's relaxed voice shattered the silence.''I was sent to prevent two powerful Mafia gangs from having a successful business deal that could lead to a merger, making them rise to the level of a Dynasty.Alongside the mission, I was supposed to hand over a suitcase, containing drugs worth millions of dollars.'' Antonio mumbled.''Well, the f
Central region, Southville City.Vivian walked along the alleyway, her eyes crawling with layered suspicion.Her ragged outfit and long, dirty coat swayed in the air, as a biting wind pressed on her skin.She had mixed with the slum, as she began her investigation from here.Elena, on the other hand, took the adjacent street, and they would meet where the streets intersect, near a pub.She had received a call a few days back that a new agent had been sent to join them in their investigation.Hence, the three of them had to collaborate and exchange the information they had gathered so far, to see if they had missed any point, or a loophole in their data.'Is additional help really needed?' Vivian clicked her tongue, her shoulder brushing a man who reeked of alcohol.''Watch where you're going, wench.'' The man cursed, staggering over a few feet, before gulping another mouthful of alcohol from his crooked bottle.Vivian didn't pursue the matter, similar to how any lady in the slum would
Antonio brushed his long, thick beard, as his thick shade reflected the intense sunlight.He had a camera in one hand, and a tripod in the other, along with a small, black suitcase.From afar, one could guess his identity as a reporter, who would go anywhere just to get the juiciest news for his editorial team.He was currently at the border of Middle East and Farez, the only neighbouring country that allowed entry to Middle East.Because of the ongoing civil war, aircraft had been banned, following the shoot-on-sight order that the three major powers tacitly agreed on.To enter Middle East, Antonio could only follow a train, and that was after being scrutinized at different checkpoints.Feeling the thundering sound of the train as it roared to life, Antonio momentarily closed his eyes, treating himself to a brief moment of relaxation.As the journey continued, Antonio could feel the change in atmosphere, as everywhere felt melancholic, the tension in the air, high at its peak.Left,
The gate to the base opened as Antonio and his entourage drove in.The men here were all dressed in kurtas and turbans. Most had the tanned skin tones peculiar to Middle Easterns, and their big turbans and long moustaches were a scene to behold.With a slight nod, Antonio sent them a look of approval, as he dropped from the armoured tank, escorted by the five men who went to pick him.''Boss, would you like to rest now or proceed to hear the Intel we've gathered all this while?'' The tanned man closest to him, who stood at six feet and seven inches, asked.His husky voice, tinged with the local accent, resounded in the air, as the group walked forward towards the base entrance.''The latter,'' Antonio replied in a fluent accent that sounded just like the locals.As they advanced, the ruffians in the base shot a glance at Antonio, their eyes beaming with reverence.Soon, they reached a large iron door, towering up to three metres with a width of several metres. The door was bulletproof