Dominico slipped in the secret gate of his mansion. It’s exactly two in the morning and all of the crew in his mansion were asleep, except for the guard who is detailed to stay up late until morning to ensure the safety of his home. He made his way to his room smoothly, careful not to create any sound that would get the attention of the guards.The moment he was inside, he peeled the mask off that he was wearing. He was covered in sweat and his body was burning. The thing that he had to endure was the burning pain of his scars whenever he's thoroughly covered.He took his jacket off and so were his gloves. He dropped them all on the floor before he went to take a shower almost immediately after getting himself naked. He had done what he must do for today. Now, he’s going to sit inside his secret sanctuary and wait for the right time. After taking a refreshing bath, Dominico stood in front of the painting that meant more than anything in his life. No, it’s not the real painting th
Federico was up early. Not because he was excited to start his day, but he didn’t sleep one bit the other night. He was up all night thinking about the plans that he needed to do in order to exact his revenge. With the status that they were in right now, Federico knew that it would not be an easy battle. They had to fight a man who has connections everywhere. Not only that, the Mancinis were rich, crazy rich to exact, and they were not as poor as a rat. He was so focused on his thoughts that he didn’t notice his hand slipped and the knife sliced the tip of his finger instead of the orange.“Dammit!” he cursed silently. He pulled a paper towel and pressed it on his wounded finger. He needed to find a way to acquire money. He has no savings at all, the money that was left with him was only for their monthly expenses and he doubted it would stretch into a year if he did not find a good job. But who's going to hire a failure CEO like himself? He can’t help but laugh at his audacity
Ryzen immediately went to his laptop and opened it. He was sure that there was some camera footage of the bombing that just happened. He just needs to be fast before the police department gets hold of it and locks access to the data. “What are you doing?” Federico asked him as the man stood behind Ryzen, watching his every move as he navigated his laptop. He had created a program that would enable him to access all the footage of the CCTV in all of New York without getting caught by the police. It’s a very discreet type of program that allows him to enter in the database unnoticed. “I’m going to secure the CCTV footage of the area. Maybe we can get information as to who was the bomber.” That caught Federico's interest. “Good. We need that. We need to know who that person is, there’s a chance that he might want to help us if we have the same goal.” Ryzen did a few clicks and tricks and within a few minutes, he was now inside the system of all the footage in all of New York. “You
A series of firing of guns echoed throughout the entire shooting range as Manuel repeatedly pulled the trigger. He needed this, because if he can’t let all his frustrations out, he knew he would kill somebody just out of anger. He doesn’t care about the lives of the people around him, but he doesn’t want to be branded as an emotional mess like his brother, Hubert. He lost count as to how many magazines he emptied for the past fifteen minutes. He could go on like this the whole day. In his mind’s eye, he looked at the target far from him, the person who was responsible for bombing a few of his buildings. his rage grew even more lethal as the images of people rolled in his mind. “Fucking asshole, how dare you fucking mess with me…” Manuel let out a roar of rage as he emptied the magazine, his rage pouring out. The deafening echoes of the gunshots stops and he was catching his breath as he stood there, his eyes red from rage, his lungs burning and his blood boiling. He threw the
Addison pulled her car in front of a well-known department store in the area. Her heart was pounding wildly inside her chest while she was contemplating whether she'd go or not. But there was a huge part of her that compelled her to go and meet this man in person. “Dammit, Addie. You could be in trouble with this.” She has different scenarios running inside her mind as he got out of her car and went straight into the ladies’ wear section of the store. Her movements were frantic. She chose a black shirt paired with navy denim jeans and a black baseball cap. Call her paranoid, but she’s not letting her identity be known in public. If she’s going to do this, she will have to choose a safe route, if there is any. After paying for the clothes she purchased, she went to the women’s comfort room and changed her dress. She put on the baseball cap and put a mask on her face to finish the look.
Addison stared at the flash drive in hand as her mind kept on thinking of ways on how to be able to retain the information in it. The message she received from an unknown sender told her that it’s a self-destruct file, meaning, the file will immediately be deleted after her first attempt to read it. No more rewind or review on the file. She only got one chance to read it, and she must remember all the details. “Shit, there’s no way I can do that.” She let out a sigh and leaned back on the driver’s seat. An idea suddenly popped in her mind. “Why didn’t I think of it? God, you’re slowing down, Addison.” Excitement filled her. She was still in her car, though she already left the meeting place the moment she slid inside her car. Pulling her laptop from her bag, she opened it and waited for a minute. With a phone in her hand, she frantically scans through the app until she finds the one she’s looking for, the recording app of her phone. “If you think you’re smart enough, think aga
Addison knew exactly that she had no escape this time. The dull smile on her face immediately faded and her seriousness overtook. “Where did you go, Addie?” Federico repeated his question. She has no idea how the hell did they found out but Addison had a slight idea that it was Ryzen. She sent him a death glare, which Ryzen responded only with an innocent shrug. “Seriously? You put a tracker on me? That's an invasion of privacy!” She was more than stunned. Addison didn’t expect that. The last person that she thought would do that to her was Ryzen. “I told him to do it.” Federico spoke. He was leaning his back on the couch, a lit cigarette on his hand. “It’s for the best. I want your every move monitored. I can’t another lose, Addison. I promised Salvatorre that I will take care of the two of you, and that was part of it.”“I’m sorry, Adds, I just want to make sure that you’re safe.” Ryzen’s face turned red, he sounded apologetic. She let out a sigh and joined them on the couch
After a year of feeling like the whole world has turned its back on him, Dominico felt elated for the first time. A satisfied grim made its way into his lips as his eyes fixed on the article that was just published online by an unknown person. Of course, he knew exactly who that person was. It’s Addison. “That’s it, Addison. You’ve done a very good job.” She wrote all the details that he gave, not even one detail was missed. Dominico was pleased to see that article being live on the internet. It won’t take long and the Mancini empire will start to crash. “It’s showtime.” A laugh escaped his lips.He can’t wait to witness how those bastards will beg for their money. He has contacted the major shareholders of their company, and he’s willing to buy the shares. The Mancinis owned twenty percent of the stocks, the largest holder in the company. If he could purchase at least twenty five percent of it, then he’ll have a hold on the company. He bit his lip to suppress a grin. Dominico