Lisa’s hands moved slowly over Mello’s chest, her fingers tracing the outline of his muscles. He felt the warmth of her touch through his shirt, and his breath caught for a moment. Their eyes met, holding a silent conversation that words couldn’t express.Without hesitation, Mello pulled her in gently, kissing her with more urgency than before. Lisa responded immediately, pressing closer to him as her hands slid beneath his shirt, exploring his skin. His grip tightened around her waist, drawing her even nearer.The room seemed to close in around them, the world outside forgotten. Mello kissed her neck, slowly, while Lisa worked on the buttons of his shirt, slipping it off his shoulders. He let out a quiet sigh as she pressed her lips against his skin, just below his ear.With a gentle push, Lisa eased him back onto the couch, and he willingly followed her lead. She settled into his lap, fitting perfectly against him. Their kisses grew deeper, more intense, as the space between them di
Zachary walked frantically down the docks, glancing at his watch every few seconds. The salty air whipped around him, but he barely noticed; his mind was racing. He hoped he had managed to convince Mello to meet him. He had put on a brave face, trying hard not to show how much he needed Mello’s help. The last thing he wanted was for Mello to see how desperate he felt, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that it was all hanging by a thread.Every small sound made him flinch. A creaking board, the rustle of a bag in the wind, even the scurrying of rats sent his heart racing. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves, but it only made him more aware of how drenched in sweat he was.The minutes dragged on, each one feeling like an hour. He wiped his forehead with the back of his hand and scanned the empty docks again, willing Mello to appear. He couldn't help but replay their last conversation in his mind, hoping he hadn't pushed too hard. Then, in the distance, he saw a figure app
Mello raised an eyebrow. "But what if he tries to deny everything, and removes himself from the situation?"Zach chuckled, shaking his head. "We've got him, Mello. The fact that he'll be caught in a drug warehouse is enough to sink him. No one can talk their way out of that. Plus, I’ve got evidence—lots of it. Tapes, photos, records of his dirty dealings. I’ll send them to you right after this meeting. Sir Ren won’t have a leg to stand on."Mello considered the weight of Zach’s words, then nodded slowly. "If what you're saying is true, this could be the end for him."Zach leaned forward, his voice full of conviction. "It is true. And once we expose him, there’s no coming back. Sir Ren’s empire will crumble"Mello’s lips curved into a small, determined smile. "Good. I’ll make sure we’re ready. Send me the evidence, and I’ll take care of the rest."Zach stood up, relief flooding his face. "You won’t regret this, Mello.""I better not," Mello said, his tone serious. "Because if we’re goi
the next morning When Mello opened his eyes, he found himself in a room full of people, all watching him with worried expressions. Their whispers filled the air. "He's awake," someone said softly.Disoriented, Mello rubbed his eyes and saw Kelan and Lisa standing nearby, their faces pale with fear. He slowly sat up in bed, feeling a dull ache in his head. "What's going on?" he asked, his voice groggy.Kelan motioned for the others to leave, and soon it was just the three of them in the room. Lisa, sitting by his side, took his hand and spoke " thank God" Mello stared at her, trying to process what had happened. Mello blinked slowly, trying to piece together what had happened. His body felt heavy, his mind foggy. He looked down at Lisa, who was resting her head on his legs, her silent tears soaking into the blanket. The weight of her words sank in, but they felt distant, like an echo from a dream."Attacked?" he muttered, still rubbing his temple. His eyes flickered over to Kelan
Mello lay in bed, his thoughts racing. The room was quiet now; Kelan and Lisa had gone to the doctor to finalize his discharge. He rubbed his temples, trying to make sense of everything. The previous night still haunted him, but it also fueled his determination.Suddenly, the phone beside him rang. It wasn’t his. He glanced at the unknown number flashing on the screen, instinct telling him to answer. Hesitating for a moment, he placed the call on speaker."Hope it didn’t hurt much," a familiar voice chuckled through the speaker. It was Zach, his tone mocking yet amused.Mello couldn’t help but laugh. "You’re crazy, but I’ve got to hand it to you, it was a brilliant plan."Zach’s laughter followed. "That means you owe me, you know, for boosting your fame and making you the talk of the town overnight."Mello smiled, recalling how close he came to losing everything. "When I nearly died last night? Yeah, thanks for that.""It was just a light knockout. You’re still here, right?" Zach’s gr
As the evening shadows stretched across the sky, Mello felt a surge of impatience. He couldn’t wait any longer. Something inside him gnawed at his sense of urgency.He turned to Lisa, who was resting beside him. “I’ve got to go,” he said softly, brushing a kiss against her forehead. Before she could protest or ask him to stay, Mello was already on his feet, leaving her with just a glance.In the living room, he pulled out his phone and dialed Kelan. His voice was steady, but there was a quiet intensity beneath it. “Kelan, gather the team. We’re meeting at the hideout. It’s time.”There was a brief pause on the other end before Kelan answered, “We’ll be ready.”Mello ended the call, his mind racing. Tonight would set everything in motion.Mello slipped into his car, the engine purring to life as he pulled out of the driveway. The city lights flickered in the distance, but his mind was elsewhere, focused on the task ahead. The weight of the evidence he’d seen gnawed at him—the video of
Mello felt a surge of realization wash over him. No wonder his father had never interfered with Sir Ren's dealings all these years. The weight of his father’s choices settled heavily in his gut. Even though Mr. Buster had the power to quench Sir Ren's operations, he never did. The truth was painfully clear: Sir Ren had something on him, some past dealings and evidence that kept him silent.Mello clenched his jaw, anger bubbling beneath the surface. His father, a man he had respected, was ensnared in a web of deceit, trapped by his own mistakes. It was infuriating to think that the very person who should have been a protector had chosen to align with a monster out of fear.The room was still, the atmosphere thick with tension. Mello looked at his team, their faces a mix of concern and determination. He couldn’t let this betrayal distract him. He had a mission to accomplish.“Alright, let’s focus,” he said, forcing his voice to remain steady. “So, any update on Sir Vane?” Mello asked,
Mello settled into the plush booth, his heart pounding as he faced Sir Nerio. The Prime Minister looked polished and composed, as expected, but Mello knew beneath that facade lay a man tangled in a web of corruption. “Let’s skip the pleasantries,” Mello began, his tone firm and unwavering. “I’m not here to exchange small talk. I know about your dealings with Sir Ren.”Sir Nerio feigned confusion, raising an eyebrow. “What dealings? I’m not sure what you’re talking about, Mello. You must be mistaken.”Mello couldn’t help but smirk at the Prime Minister’s naivety. “Mistaken? Really? I have video evidence of you in a room full of drugs, discussing shipments with Sir Ren.” He pulled out his phone, swiping through the screens until he found the video. He pressed play, and the room filled with the sound of laughter echoing from the screen.The footage showed Sir Ren and Sir Nerio, surrounded by piles of drugs, their faces illuminated by the dim lights of the room. The two men leaned in clo