"I didn't expect him to make a move so fast," Damian muttered as if talking to himself."Young master, this is a critical issue here. I know you're the owner of the Santoro Group. But you can be removed as the chairman if he manages to get Mrs. Castile's share," Roberto said."Was it because I gave them a scare?" Damian said, still muttering to himself as Roberto stared at him in frustration."Are you even listening to me?" he asked as Damian sighed."Yes, I am, Roberto. I am," Damian replied, staring at him lazily."There's no cause for alarm. Mrs. Castile, is it?" Damian asked with a shrug. "She is on our side. Besides, she loved my father. She would naturally extend it to me," Damian said with a smile as Roberto scoffed because they both knew he was saying gibberish."Are you not going to do anything about this? When you gave him the shares, you said you had a plan. And the reason you even gave him the share was a bloody scam. The child isn't even yours! We are going to lose in two
"You seem too confident for someone who is about to lose his empire, Mr. Santoro," Lucian said, noting the sarcastic look Damian kept giving him, which made him feel as if he had lost before the battle even began."Why do you say that?" Damian asked, raising a brow as he turned to the shareholders. "Was this meeting urgently called to discuss me?" He inquired, but they all avoided his gaze. "How sweet," he muttered."I don't know if you haven't heard the hottest news in the country, Mr. Santoro, or if you're pretending to be oblivious," Lucian stated as he confidently strode towards Damian, who was just inches away from him. "Your iconic exit from King's Group, how you embezzled funds while you worked there," Lucian said each word with relish, causing Damian's face to tighten and his fists to clench as he yearned to strike him in the face."These news companies only care about profits, you see," Damian retorted. "They don't care about the real truth, which we both know," he added, lev
“I mean….” Damian closed the distance between them as he leveled his gaze with him. “You should return them, Lucian,” he completed with a mocking gaze as Lucian stared at him for a while, then burst into laughter.“What do you think you are?” Lucian asked. “How could you be so arrogant?”“I should be asking you that, Lucian. When I heard about the news of my child, I thought, what if I let bygones be bygones.” Damian dipped his hands in his pocket as he walked past him with his back turned to Lucian.He turned to look at him. “Forget our differences. For the sake of the child. Because I won’t have him coming into a world where his father is hellbent on destroying his grandfather.” Damian's gaze became colder.“But you pushed me to the wall, Lucian,” he said.“You-“Before Lucian could say another word, Damian rushed at him, held his neck, and dragged him to the wall as Lucian struggled under the tight grip. “I am going to teach you and your daughter to learn to let a sleeping dog lie,
The continuous clicks of cameras that were on Ravenna made her want to throw up and run if given the chance. As she sat on the stage, with curious eyes of reporters staring at her like a mother hawk wary of her child's safety, she felt like the world should swallow her up. This was his plan all along, Damian's ingenious plan, to make her look miserable to the whole world."I'm here today to—" She paused as she tried to collect herself. This was hard, but she had no choice. "To correct the rumors that went around about me being in any sort of relationship with Domenico Santoro," she finally said as the camera clicks became more intense. There were more than twenty news stations present. It took just a post on her social media handle to gather so many people in such a short time after Damian gave her the ultimatum."The thing is that I—" she said as her heart rate increased. Her palms felt sweaty as she prayed fervently that all this would miraculously stop. "The child in my womb is not
"Oh my God, that was epic! Did you see Ravenna's face? And that reporter? One would think the young master hired him to particularly give her a scare!" Roberto laughed out loud in the living room where he sat with his boss and Elena. They had flown back to Venice later that day and came straight to meet their young master."Not only did you get your shares back, you made Ravenna look like a fool to the whole world. This is so hilarious!" Roberto added."I watched the news too. It was crazy," Elena smiled as she noted the look on Damian's face. He betrayed no emotion as he crossed his legs, which were well adorned with fitted charcoal black pants."Young master," she called calmly as he turned to look at her as if he had been lost in his thoughts earlier."The news about... Ravenna," she started slowly, scared she would make him angry. Even though Ravenna was disgraced like that, she was still someone he loved."She deserved it," Damian said with a wave."Why then do you look so gloomy
"Forgive my impudence, Mr. Santoro. I was just teasing," Marco broke into laughter as he noticed Damian's expression. Damian concealed his emotions so well, and he despised Marco so much that he wanted to strangle him."It wasn't funny, Marco," Damian said with a smile that concealed malice. "I don't find jokes like that hilarious. Instead..." He watched Marco lazily. "I tend to turn them into something realistic.""Oh..." Marco feigned a gasp."I'm scared now," he added with a chuckle. Damian chuckled too, although he felt that Marco was playing around with him."Anyway, you are the boss. You call the shots. About Kings Airline, it's a loss, though," Marco said with a shrug and a more serious look.Damian just watched him without a word, like a lion waiting for the moment to pounce on his prey, without showing a hint."I'll take my leave now. It was quite..." Marco paused for a while and continued. "Satisfying, talking to you, Mr. Santoro," he completed as he stared at Damian, trying
"Goodbye, Domenico," Marco muttered as he watched the Bentley that drove Damian out of the company's parking lot."That was so easy," Rafael, who sat by his side in the car, breathed a sigh of relief. Marco glanced at him to steal a glance. "He isn't that invincible." He eyed him and faced forward with a smirk.After that day, he had a clash with Ravenna; all Ravenna had thought of was how to kill Damian, and today was that day.As he made to start his wheel to go and celebrate Damian's death in advance, Marco felt someone hit him from behind as he lost consciousness.*****************************The cold water that splashed on his face brought him back from his deep unconsciousness as he gasped and blinked many times, trying to figure out where he was.And as his vision became clear, he looked around at the dimly lit, empty, large warehouse, with him sitting in the middle of it, tied to a wooden chair like a goat waiting for slaughter."What the—" he tried to loosen the rope, but it
"What? No!" Roberto interjected immediately with wide eyes as he turned to look at Damian for a response. Meanwhile, Damian kept a straight face as he stared silently at Marco, who was giving him a cocky look."Are you trying to play games with me, Marco?" Damian asked calmly, as if Marco's request was not absurd."No," he shrugged. "I'm trying to build trust here.""Fuck you and your trust. Young master, don't listen to him," Roberto said again as Damian's gaze lingered on Marco, as if trying to figure something out by staring at him."Release him," he said at last, and Roberto's eyes widened."What?""Do it," Damian turned to one of the men in suits who went ahead to carry out his order."He tried to kill you," Roberto moved closer to Damian, who didn't take his eyes off Marco for a minute."And I don't like him," Marco said, referring to Roberto when the bomb was removed from his side, and the rope untied."What do you mean?" Damian asked, trying to hide the fact that he was gettin
"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,