“The truth is that I and Domenico Santoro married in the past. Dad has always hated him for no reason. He tried all he could have to separate us but he didn’t succeed until a while.” Damian watched in awe the news that was displayed on the TV in his office, with Roberto.“He made him go to prison for what he didn’t commit. He had initially promised to let him go after a few days, but he-“ Ravenna paused and dabbed her eye with a handkerchief, sniffing under the camera of so many many news stations. “He left him there to rot.” She said as Damian rested his back on his seat. “This crazy woman has started playing some tricks,” Roberto muttered as he turned to look at Damian who was staring at the TV with a troubled look.“About the allegations placed on Mr Santoro about the drugs. It’s a lie.” Ravenna continued.“Dad has always been unhappy that Mr Santoro has finally gotten the Justice and life he deserves and he will do anything to destroy it. That’s how Lucian Kings can be.” Ravenna
“Never,” Damian said as Roberto sighed in relief.“I would never make such a mistake, Roberto. The kings have bartered me in ways that I don’t think I would be able to heal again.” Damian stated but Roberto still had this nagging feeling that his boss was saying one thing while his heart meant another. Either way, be let it lie and didn’t discuss it further.Meanwhile, as Ravenna walked out of the Santoro Group building, her body shook in fury as she thought of how Damian had been treated after she became a black sheep in her family for him.She took a taxi and got in.“The airport please.” She said and rested back on the cab chair, her mind drifting to the look he had on his face earlier. He looked like he was going to succumb at some point. This proves Damian still has some feelings left for her. But the other sin she and her father had committed against him was too great.“Excuse me, sir, take me to Jade Hotel.” She said to the cab driver to make a turn. She had planned if things h
"Why is Amiri suddenly asking for me?" Lucian asked his subordinate, trying to hide his fear. He was already going through a lot, and he didn't see getting on the malicious mafia's bad side as an interesting prospect."I am not sure of the details, boss, but he said he has a proposition," Marcello continued as Lucian rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "One that would benefit you in these desperate times," Marcello added, hinting at Amiri's intentions."What should we expect, Marcello? We messed with that bastard when we tried to get involved with Freya. I'm not sure what he's up to," Lucian said, ignoring Marcello's statement."Why don't we meet him first? You know how Amiri can be—spontaneous and unpredictable," Marcello suggested with a worried look. Lucian pressed his lips into a thin line and nodded. "Alright, then. He will make sure he sees me even if I refuse. The bastard doesn't know what 'no' means," Lucian said, heading out of the boardroom."Agree to the meeting but set up the ne
Damian eyes widened in shock as he stared at the unconscious body lying on the floor, right before him as the assaulter dashed off, he ran quickly after him but on a second thought he returned to Ravenna lying on the floor, in his stead.How the hell did Ravenna get shot instead of him? He slumped beside her, and he stared at her white crop top got soaked in red. “Ravenna….”He breathed, as he shook her hard but got no response.“911….911….911…”He repeated like a mantra as he shakily brought off his phone from his pants with his stained hands.“There’s-There’s……”Damian was finding it hard to breathe as he put the phone to his ear, and stared at Ravenna's body. His whole body shivered but he was trying hard to gather himself. “There’s an emergency.” He managed to say.“Sir….calm down and explain what exactly happened to you. Where are you right now?” The receiver who was a lady from the other side asked.“The garage at Santoro Group’s Headquarters.” Damian managed to find his voice.“Al
"Amiri," Marcello said as he watched his master closely."What?" Lucian stared at him in surprise. "How? I mean, why the hell would—?" he started to ask before he realized that his target was Damian and not his daughter."Shit!" He cursed out loud in anger. He hated Karma. Even though he could be a proud man who didn't give a damn about anyone or anything, he secretly feared karma. But for one, he never let it bring down his morale. "Screw anyone, screw karma. I would fight anyone who tries to touch me or my family.""Let's pay Amiri a visit, shall we?" He said coolly as Marcello just watched him, waiting for him to make the first move.**********************************"How the hell does Domenico look like Lucian's daughter? I will kill those bastards!" Amiri breathed in rage, referring to the men they had employed to kill Damian as Louis broke the news of the accident during the mission."I'm sorry, boss," Louis bowed his head, shaking under his master's gaze. Louis was an Italian-
"What do you mean?" Damian asked as Elena licked her bottom lip."I know you've been having your doubts about Ravenna's accident," she said, staring at him, trying to get confirmation from his expression. However, Damian just leaned back in the chair and folded his arms against his chest. A troubled expression creased his brow as he looked away for a while."No?" she asked, watching him intently. She rarely sees her boss in this state, confused. Even though he gets confused at times, he rarely shows it. But this was different."I don't know, Elena," he turned to look at her and placed his hands on the table."I just wanted to hear your thoughts before breaking this news to you," she said as Damian's attention was now more fixated on her."The person who tried to kill you has been identified as a member of the Crawling Tigers," Elena said. "From the CCTV, my girl got his face, and luckily, she was able to trace who he was. One of the oldest members of the Crawling Tigers and an ex-conv
"Are you saying Ravenna planned this?" Lucian asked with an incredulous look. Not like it wasn't possible, but she almost died."I don't have concrete evidence yet, but there is a possibility," Marcello replied as Lucian stared in a daze for a while, weighing the possibilities. He wanted to feel happy, but was scared it might be all for nothing at the end."It can't just be a coincidence that both of them appeared at the same place at the same time. The chances are high, boss," Marcello reiterated as Lucian rubbed his chin thoughtfully."Does it mean she left me, put up those dramas to gain Damian's trust?" Lucian asked, still skeptical, but Marcelo didn't say anything, as if his boss was the one to insinuate things and still come to a conclusion."Why didn't she give me any heads up? Why is she trying to go solo this time?" He muttered to himself."Anyways, I can't sit and wait till she gives us her big surprise. I need to meet Ravenna," he concluded."Will that be possible? From you
"What do you want?!" Apollo, his head now dripping with blood, spat angrily at Lucian, who sat on the only chair in the large warehouse located in a secluded part of the city. Some heavily built men stood at his back, and some were positioned behind Apollo, while Marcello stopped by Lucian's side.After the incident at the hospital the other day, Lucian had asked to meet Apollo later on. When Marcello took him to an underground gambling ring where he frequented and almost met him one time, he had escaped. He had been on the run since the incident of Damian's shootout. The police had been looking for him. To Apollo, anyone that asks to see him during this period is a threat.But Marcello, having the right resources and higher connections in this kind of world, had caught Apollo. The man, who was once a bright and swift fighter, had turned into a chronic gambler. Even though he was on the run, he couldn't keep his hands away from the tables."After the bounty on my head from the police?
"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,