"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?
"How long are you going to keep the truth away from him, boss?" Louis asked after Lucian had left their meeting.The meeting had ended on a sour note, with both parties unable to reach a reasonable conclusion regarding Ravenna's intentions. The only difference was that one party was deceiving the other."As long as my plan takes to materialize," Amiri replied, turning away from the window he had been gazing out of, still in his wine-colored bathrobe and holding a glass of wine."We need to maintain the tension between Ravenna and her father. That's the only thing that will prevent Lucian from backing out of any plan against Domenico that might affect his daughter," Amiri said, still wearing a troubled expression.Amiri had asked Louis to lie to Lucian, claiming that his daughter had set him up to stage an accident, when it was actually part of Amiri's plan."What I can't understand is why Ravenna tried to save Domenico's life. I still can't believe that selfish brat would risk her lif
"Are you threatening me?" Ravenna asked on the phone, trying hard not to lose it as she stood in front of the pool in Damian's mansion."Of course not. How would I dare? You keep putting off our meeting. I find it infuriating, like you're trying to pick a fight," the other person on the line said as Ravenna closed her eyes for a while. This bastard can't ruin everything for her now. She will never let it happen."Ravenna?" A familiar voice called from behind, and Ravenna turned around to find Damian dressed in a white shirt and white pants, a Cartier wristwatch to complement it, and his hair kind of tousled. He watched her with a careful gaze. She snapped out of admiring how awesome he looked to the possibility of him getting something from his conversation. How long has he been there? She didn't dare ask."Damian," she said as she hung up, and his eyes followed how her phone dropped to her side."Isn't that call important? You should complete it," he said with a neutral look, making