Damian’s phone rang, interrupting his conversation abruptly. “Excuse me,” Damian said as Mrs. B nodded while wiping away her tears. Damian walked away, answering the unknown number. “Who…”“Let’s meet,” Enzo's cold voice pierced through the phone.Damian raised his brow in recognition, but he wouldn't let Enzo call the shots. "I decide when we meet, Enzo. I need us to be on the same page," Damian replied slowly, emphasizing each word.He sensed Enzo's muttered curse, but Damian didn't care. Clearly, this arrangement wasn't sitting well with Enzo."You're just a nobody! What gives you the right to call the shots?!" Enzo seethed, while Damian chuckled lightly."A 'nobody,' yet you chose to partner with one to take down your biggest adversary?" Damian mockingly retorted, as Lucian remained silent. "You're worse than me, Enzo. Utterly helpless," Damian's stern voice carried anger—anger at Enzo for subjecting people to their current ordeal.After hearing Mrs. B's account of Kings Distribut
Damian stared at him for a while, then burst into sudden laughter, leaving Enzo surprised as he watched him. “I knew your dumb self was not to be trusted,” Damian said, stopping his laughter and looking serious.Enzo brought out another pistol from his suit pocket and pointed it at Damian, angry that he was being taken for granted. “How dare you,” Enzo gritted through his teeth.The smile on Damian's face faded as he regarded him seriously. “Pull that trigger, and you will never get to see your grandma again.” Enzo's brow creased in confusion. “What the...”His phone rang, interrupting him. He looked down at his pants where his phone was and then back at Damian. “I would advise you to pick that... an innocent person might die.” Damian's eyes regarded him playfully as he smirked, enjoying the helpless look on Enzo’s face as he picked it up hastily.“Mr. Lombardi…” The caregiver he employed to take care of his grandma's voice came through shakily.“Mrs. Marie…” Enzo’s eyes widened in sh
"I-I-," Enzo stuttered, hesitating, hinting to Damian that he was about to disclose something important."I'm listening," Damian said as Enzo shuddered in fear."Because of my grandma," he said quickly."How?""Originally, I was a common mafia member that led a small gang when Lucian found me. He made me the head of Neo Finance. I was in charge of giving out loans and taking care of them and—""When you say 'taking care of them,' you mean killing them when they threaten to expose your evil deeds to the public?"Enzo nodded as Damian sighed. Lucian wasn't just bad; he was the devil himself."If all of this has been happening all this time, why did the issue start to escalate recently?" Dani probed."Because I decided to stop doing his dirty work. A victim of mine turned out to be my grandma's close friend. Her death shook her so much that she had a heart attack. She hasn't been well since then," Enzo said, and Damian stared at him for a while."Fine," Damian said and stood up, heading
"Do you think he was watching us?" Enzo asked, staring at a fuming Lucian."What do you think?!" Lucian barked angrily as everything fell silent."I set a trap by asking you to leave the group to identify my enemies. We found out about Alberto. He never liked me and Paulo; they both want to see my downfall, but everything worked out for Damian's benefit! That conniving bastard!" Lucian spat angrily again."What are we going to do now?" Enzo asked.Lucian shook his head. "I don’t know. I don’t fucking know! All I know is that I will crush Damian, even if it's the last thing I do!" He gritted his teeth in rage as Enzo stared at him.Meanwhile, Damian stared at the blank laptop, even though there were no visuals. Roberto fidgeted while observing his unbelievably calm young master. It was hard to discern Damian's thoughts from his expression."Young master," Roberto called, staring at Damian, who entwined his fingers and gazed at the empty screen.Roberto’s phone rang, breaking the unendi
"“Now I'll start with Mr. Salacia,” he said after a moment of silence. The man gave him a scornful look, while Damian ignored it. “You came from a rich family where everything is usually provided for you on a platter of gold. You never answer to anyone. You do the commanding, and everyone does your bidding. After your parents died, you took over the Salacia property when you were just 18, and you did pretty well in controlling the enormous asset,” he said as the man scoffed. “What are you trying to say, boy?” He hissed. “Now I’m going to explain something since your old, naive, proud self didn’t let you learn certain etiquette. No matter who or how small a person is, as long as he is over you as your boss, you do whatever he asks you to without complaining or commenting, unless of course, he asks you to,” Damian said with a slow smile that got Mr. Salacia standing up in rage. “You!” He pointed at Damian, who folded his arms and stared at him. “Sit, Mr. Salacia,” Damian said with a ste
"We hope to see you more often here in Rome, Mr. Santoro," Mrs. Castile said with a huge smile as the other shareholders left the room after the meeting. "Yeah, of course," Damian said with a smile, and the other woman reciprocated the gesture as she made her way out too."You've won their hearts as well as put fear in it," Roberto said with a nervous chuckle as he walked up to his boss."It's better to make more enemies than friends," Damian replied. "Besides, I won't be here always. I need to have their backing.""You don't need to. You're the owner. You can do whatever you want," Elena said.Damian shook his head. "You're wrong. If they don't share the same mindset as me, there will be more of Salacia behind my back. I can't monitor everyone at the same time.""You're right," Roberto nodded thoughtfully."We leave for Venice in an hour," Damian said dismissively as he made to leave, but Roberto rushed to stop him, extending his hand by his side.Damian's brow creased in confusion.
Damian stood in front of the familiar gate, glancing at the CCTV camera that monitored the area outside and provided visuals to those within. He waved his hand confidently, wearing a cocky smile. Meanwhile, Lucian, who was inside, noticed this and began to feel enraged. "What the hell is he doing here? Does he have a death wish?" he seethed while watching the CCTV from his office. He grabbed the phone and called security, instructing them to let Damian in, his voice laced with anger. Damian greeted the uniformed security guard with a smile as he entered the mansion. “Good day, Mr. Damian," the guard replied, and Damian continued walking with purpose toward the house. He skipped knocking and entered, finding Lucian glaring at him like an angry beast. Just as he had expected, being at this place only fueled Lucian's anger. After arriving from Rome, Damian had come straight to this location from the airport, and everything was going according to plan. "Domenico Santoro, huh?" Lucian
Ravenna moved to stand in front of Damian, the gun now pointed at her. Damian stared at her in shock. “You’ll kill me first before you harm him,” she said with a determined look.“Have you gone nuts?” Lucian chuckled incredulously.“Yes,” Ravenna replied.“I can’t believe you! Get the hell out of my way, Ravenna!” Lucian shouted at her.“No,” Ravenna replied with a determined look.Lucian stared at her in silence for a while, then spoke up. “Fine then, you can as well die with him,” Lucian said.“Or we can all die together,” Damian interjected, as Lucian's brow creased in confusion.“What?” He asked.“When I walked into the compound, I had bent down to tie my shoelace—you can ask the security if you want. When I bent down, I placed a bomb in the garden…” Damian said as Lucian’s eyes widened in shock.“Just in case something like this were to happen. We can all just die together,” Damian said with a slow, teasing smile.Lucian chuckled and let go of the gun as Ravenna turned to look at
"In five minutes, some people will come over to your place. Old friends of mine. I might call them," Damian said as he paced majestically in his study, feeling extremely proud of himself."You might be wondering what friends I have…" Damian paused, as if expecting a response."Or maybe you already know them?" Damian asked with a raised brow."The Tigers," Damian said in a grim tone. "They've been all over the city, looking for you, dear uncle," he said, folding his arms."You…" Valentine tried to steady his shaky hands as beads of sweat formed on his forehead."Don't," Damian interrupted. "It's just five minutes," he said again. "Are you sure you want to waste your precious time battling words with me, or is saving your life more important?""How would you know who The Tigers are? You bastard!" Valentine exclaimed."Hmmm… let me think. I did a small background research on you in the past, which didn't give me much result. But then, I do have some friends in the underworld, uncle," Dam
“Who is there?” Came Valentine’s harsh voice as Leonardo felt his feet freeze to the ground while the other man approached. For some reason, he couldn’t move, shocked by what was going on and the fact that he had been played.As the door flung open to reveal Valentine's harsh gaze, Leonardo swallowed, feeling completely dumb as the other man stared at him for a few seconds.“Leonardo,” he started with a smile, like the psychopath he was.“Have you been eavesdropping?” Valentine asked as he approached, his right hand behind his back as if hiding something. Leonardo was stunned for a second, but his survival instinct kicked in instantly.At this point, Valentine was very dangerous, and getting out of this house should be his main priority.“What did you hear?” Valentine asked, cutting into Leonardo’s thoughts, who forced a smile.“You are mistaken, Valentine,” Leonardo began, shaking his head.“I came here to talk,” he said again as both men's gazes remained intent on each other.“You a
“Just talks.” He muttered under his breath after a moment of silence, that’s all you can do.“I heard you took care of Ravenna, I must commend you however you did it.” He said again. “She is not a threat to me any longer. So just step down and let me have the position.”“You don’t understand.” Damian approached him. Valentine is trying to get the position for himself.” He said and started to shake his head. “Not you brother. And the moment you continue to stay with him, I won’t be able to do anything. Like I said, he will use you….”“Bullshit!” He turned away and headed to towards the door.“Leo…..”Damian made to say again but he had started walking away, this time with determined strides and out he went of the room.“Young master.” Roberto called after few seconds passed with Damian staring blankly at the door following Leonardo’s exit as if looking for something desperately.Damian turned away from the door. “I have a bad feeling about all this.” He said calmly.“Thank God you came
The chauffeur opened the door as Damian walked swiftly in front of the huge building, that stood towering over most the buildings in that area.The Santoro headquarter building was one of biggest in the city.Damian did the button on his jacket as he walked through the exit with the security bowing down for him.His hands tucked in his pocket, he made his way through the different part of the building and straight to the boardroom confidently. He was literally unstoppable now.Immediately Elena caugh sight of him coming out of the elevator, she rushed towards him with a scared deamenor.“Young master…,”she said breathlessly as if she has been running.“Are they all in?” He asked with a slight frown.“Yeah. The remaining two shareholders that seemed to be late has arrived. They don’t care young master.” She said as rage filled Damian as he made his way past her with her trailing behind him.“Do you have a plan?” She asked as he stopped on his track, memories of his conversation with Ma
As the laughing subsided, she stared at Amiri who just watched her.“Fuck you Amiri!” She spat out as Amiri just watched her. Her laughing was out of spite.It didn’t take another second when the sound of the police siren filled the whole place as Ravenna made to turn around to look back, but stopped, probably because of her pride.She turned to look at Amiri, her eyes bloodshot with rage while Amiri stared at her lazily.“You shouldn’t be outside here, Ravenna. Living with normal people.” Amiri said as the sound of the policemen steps coming towards them increased to show how close they were.“You are dangerous to humanity.” Amiri completed as Ravenna scoffed. “And you call yourself a saint by doing this one thing?” She asked with an angry look.“You are bloody criminal, you bastard!” She shrieked angrily as the police finally got to them.“I am inspector Morales and you are under arrest for the…..”The words trailed off in Ravenna’s head as she stared angrily at Amiri, and as her ey
Amiri wasn’t sure of what to say. He just stared blankly at her.“What did you do to Paulo?” He could only manage to ask as Ravenna gave him a scrutinizing look as if that would determine if she would tell him anything or not.“You should ask what I would do to him if you don’t comply to my commands right now.” She said as Amiri’s fist clenched.“You still look as if I am lying to you.” She said with a pout. “You still think I don’t have Amiri, ugh?” She raised a brow and tuttered.“Foolish.” She snorted. “Swerville Day school. Finish his lessons by 12 noon. Has a standby driver that takes him home to his mama.” She said to spite Amiri the more as if the other man hasn’t gotten the point, the predicament he was into.“What if I switched the driver with my people.” Her lips tugged in a sinister smile as Amiri felt a bead of sweat on his forehead.She chuckled and took off his shades and put it on. “Now I can see the darkness hidden inside of you Amiri.” She murmured almost in a whisper
Amiri made to blink but for some reason, restricted himself as if scared that any wrong movement of his would lead to another problem.He watched as a smile curved up Ravenna’s lips. “Who put you to this, Amiri?” She started to removed an invisible speck of dust on jacket, as she smiled sheepishly, she raised her gaze to meet his again as she stifled a chuckle.“What?” She asked with a laughing tone, her gaze dancing on his face.“You’re crazy.” Amiri could only say as Ravenna stoped moving her hand, the smile faded as she stared at me as if the word ‘crazy’ was foreign to her.“Crazy?” She asked with an irritated, as if challenging Amiri.“Me?” She asked, as if truly hurt. But Amiri knew better. “Stop playing the victim’s game. You’re in front of the man you killed. Have some respect for this dead, Ravenna.” He shove her hand away from his chest as her hand dangled by her side as if she had no control over it.“As if you care.” She stared at him with angry gaze.She bent her head to
“We’re here, boss”. Carlos said thriugh the rear mirror as he tried to discern what was going on in his boss’s head who looked pale through out the ride.“Oh…”He replied absentmindedly as Carlos quickly got off the passenger’s sit at the front.He opened up the back seat for his boss and waited, but it seemed Amiri was still in deep thought.“Boss.” He called again as Amiri snapped out of his reverie and turned to see Carlos watching him with a mixture of worried and careful gaze.“What’s with the look?” Amiri got off the car as he straightened his well tailored suit, as he out his shade one, Carlos closing the door again. “You don’t look too well boss.” He said as Amiri started to walk down the small path that was paved in the middle of the cementry where Lucian’s funeral was supposed to hold.“Today is Ravenna’s dad funeral.” He said, without sparing him a glance as he moved ahead.“I didn’t realize you both were that close for you to feel Lucian’s death.” Carlos said as Amiri sto
“I can’t believe this.” Amiri staggered back, unconsciously locating a sofa behind him and sitting down. His hand slowly moved to hold his face, the news making his whole body shudder, hating how foolish he looked.“It’s okay if you feel embarrassed,” Damian said nonchalantly as Amiri raised his head to look at him in an uneasy manner.“Sorry,” he feigned a smile. “I didn’t mean it that way,” he added as Amiri sighed, smacking his lips together, looking away to avoid revealing how disgruntled he felt to Damian.“So?”Amiri raised his head to look at him. “What? You want me to pay back?” He asked as Damian watched him with an amused look.“What?” Amiri asked, his apprehension growing by the minute. He always portrayed himself to everyone as this strong-hearted person, deeply revered in the underground world. But this man knew how to effortlessly get to him, making some part of his life seem to almost revolve around him.“You must think so lowly of me,” Damian said with a soothing tone,