"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
Marco stared at Damian, who stood there staring at him, pointing a gun.What the hell just happened? He didn't shoot. The gun was in his hand, but he felt a sharp pain in his back."You're such a loser, Marco," Damian said as Marco winced in pain and slumped on the floor. The trucking bastard. He was faster. He should have known Damian would never have a plan B, a plan that is normally better executed than the first."We were not the only ones here," Marco chuckled bitterly as blood spread across his clothes and he slumped on the floor.Damian walked towards him and crouched beside him. "Rest in peace, Marco. You didn't deserve this. Truly. But you brought it upon yourself," he muttered and closed his eyelids with a heavy heart.This was hard for him. He had plans to let him go. Killing Marco wasn't part of the plan. Nor his child."Take care of this," Damian said and walked away without a backward glance. As he left the warehouse, he met Roberto standing at the exit, looking extremel
"Your new girlfriend?" Elena couldn't hold back her curiosity as she stared at Damian, trying to appear less concerned."No. Just some random girl," Damian shrugged as he moved towards the counter and picked up the coffee cup that the woman, whose name he didn't know but had been intimate with, had used.Elena shook her head slowly, struggling to believe it, but she couldn't. The door to the room swung open as she walked out, now dressed. She quickly approached Damian and effortlessly kissed him, making Elena look away."Let's meet again, Mr. Santoro," she smiled and left the room after winking at Elena, who felt anger pulsing through her veins. The woman was beautiful and ravishing, just like Ravenna."Did you sleep with her because of your ex-wife?" Elena didn't know when the question came out, as she gave her boss a judgmental look."What?" Damian asked in disbelief at Elena's sudden question. She never asked him direct questions about his personal life unless it concerned the comp
"That Freya is no ordinary stripper," Elena remarked, her eyes widening in disgust. "I can't believe the young master is oblivious to this. She has been charmed in his web. God, this is bad." She rubbed her forehead and walked straight to her office, with Roberto following, still extremely confused."You are speaking in riddles, Elena," Roberto said as he approached her in her office.Just as Elena was about to respond, the telephone in her office rang, and she picked it up."To my office now, both of you," Damian's cold voice commanded, causing Elena to turn and look at him. "The young master wants to see us in his office," she explained, and without another word, she walked out of the office."What's wrong with everyone?" Roberto muttered as he followed suit.When they arrived at Damian's office, they found him seriously scribbling on a file, seemingly oblivious to the unethical situation he had been in with someone in his office during working hours."Sir," Elena said, trying to ge
“Ugh?” Elena's mouth dropped as she was caught off guard by the question."From your behavior, one could tell how much you don’t like Freya. And not because she did anything to you. But because I favor her," he said as Elena's fist clenched in anger."That doesn’t mean I love you, young master. I am just your employee—"With a swift movement, Damian stood up from the chair and walked up to her. He perched on the table in front of Elena, their faces inches away from each other. Elena couldn’t resist the urge to look at his lips, those lips she always dreamt of kissing one day."You sure?" Damian asked with a husky tone."No," she breathed a reply as she sucked in her breath, her gaze shifting to his eyes. Those determined eyes that turned her on."Good," Damian said and stood upright, his hands in his pocket as his gaze lingered down on her. "Don’t. If you don’t want to get hurt. I don’t have the heart to reciprocate whatever love you have for me, Elena," he said as she looked up at hi
"I investigated her background and found out she is one of the major distributors in the bar. Most of the men who patronize her benefit from her big time. She's a big shot," Marcello explained as Ravenna rubbed her forehead."Are you kidding me right now?" Ravenna hissed."Why the hell would Damian engage with such a person?" She asked, spite written all over her face."I'm not sure, but I got from my intel that they are quite close. Damian wasn't one to deal with drugs. It has to be some other relationship. Something I am not sure of..." Marcello replied slowly, not wanting to incur Ravenna's anger."Are you saying he's sleeping with her? Like having a sexual relationship?" Ravenna asked with an incredulous chuckle, even though she was burning with rage."What other business would a stripper have with a man of Damian's caliber?" Marcello asked as Ravenna scoffed."How dare she use my face to get to him?" Ravenna stood up abruptly."Can you not make a big deal out of this? She just ha
"Hello," Ravenna waved her hand with a smile spread across her lips as she stared at Freya, whose blindfold was removed. From the note, she was directed to a place where she would be picked up and taken to Ravenna thereafter.She didn't realize she would be taken to a yacht on the sea in the cold evening."Where is my niece?" Freya made to lunge at Ravenna but was stopped by the hefty men that stood behind her, the same ones that brought her here."If I were you, I would be obedient because your niece's life depends on my mood. Don't act all slutty with me, girl," Ravenna said calmly as Freya bit her lips, a gesture she always made whenever she was scared. The woman was crazy, but she didn't know she was this crazy.As she remembered her grandma in a pool of blood whom she had taken to the morgue, her blood went cold with fear. Was she crazy not to have told anyone before coming here?"Are you doing this because of a man who doesn't even give a hoot about you?" Freya asked angrily as R
"It’s about that woman," she said at last, her brow furrowing in confusion."What woman?" he asked, still carefully looking at her, as if she were some cup he was using his gaze on."At the bar," she said, and swallowed as the thought of Ravenna made her body go cold. She was damned if she told Damian that she was being blackmailed by Ravenna. Truth be told, she had her own reasons for approaching Damian in the first place. Bad reasons. Like Ravenna said, she wasn't a saint either."Ravenna? Did she trouble you? That pest," Damian hissed as he brushed his hands through his hair, and Freya placed her hand on his shoulder to pacify him. "Nah. She didn't," she replied quickly, and bit her lip."I want to know how to feel about her," she said, as Damian stared at her as if the question wasn't expected."Feel about her? How?" Damian feigned confusion."Do you love her?" she asked as Damian chuckled. "And when did you start asking about my personal life?""Uhm…," Freya bit her lower lip in
"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,