It has been two years since the night of the tragedy, and up until now, Federico has no lead as to who was responsible for that bombing. When he resigned from his post as the CEO of Salvatorre’s company, it was the beginning of its downfall. The financials of the company were not managed which leads to numerous cases of theft within the company. The corporation soon declared bankruptcy and the Morelli crime family was just nothing but a hidden past. It dissolved into the background and the Mancinis were the first one to celebrate the downfall of the once strong and powerful crime organization. In truth, there’s no Morelli organization anymore, only the three of them were left. All of the men in the org left to find another boss. Federico was left nothing but tons of debt and he was nothing now. But despite everything that happened, Federico didn’t even once lose his hope. He was still thinking that the Morelli clan would soon rise again, and it will be much stronger and powerful
Dominico Galvante, the billionaire from South America. He was the most elusive billionaire that Ryzen ever knew. He became obsessed with him since the time he announced that he wanted to establish his business in the US. Ryzen felt like he was connected to the man, though he never met him in person or even saw his picture on the internet. No matter how much digging he’ll do, he can’t find even a single picture of that elusive billionaire. But there was one thing that he found out. It was very classified information, he even spent almost half of his savings just to get the information. Dominico Galvante was in the underworld. His sources told him that he was the one that they called Black. Simply Black because his identity was unknown, even to the most notorious diggers. They don’t even know what he looks like and all of his transactions in the underworld were through his right hand, a man named Rain. “Fuck these names. They are not names, they are aliases.” “Is that about Domin
Fire. Hot scorching fire burned his skin. He shouted for help but no one came to his aid. All he could hear was the evil laughter of those people who plotted for his death. They were shouting in joy, dancing and having fun as he was being burned. Hatred. Strong and deadly hatred rise from the deepest part of his heart. Hatred for his fate. Hatred for the people he trusted but turned out to be traitors. Hatred fot himself for being so weak that he can’t even fight back. All of those negative emotions had been the pillar of what he became today. He left everything. His friends, those people who care for him, the memory of his parents and fallen friends. He left everything just so he could start again. Not Salvatorre Morelli. Not as Simon Scott. But aas Dominico Galvante, the elusive billionaire from South America. He built an empire from scratch. He roamed the streets with nothing but a scarred face and an ugly past. He closed his eyes and with all his courage, left the legacy th
Ryzen stared at the screen of his laptop longer than he should. The moment he read the email, he was speechless for about a minute before he burst like a fireball. “What the fuck, Ry? What’s the fuss all about?” Addie rushed out from the kitchen and went to the living room where Ryzen was slumped on the floor and facing his laptop that was placed on the coffee table. “Shit! You won’t believe this, Addie! Fuck! I can’t believe it! Ryzen stood and began to pace in the living room and occasionally rubbing his palms on his face. Disbelief was still etched on his face. “Why? Care to tell me what happened to you?” Addieson glared at Ryzen who was the culprit of her distraction. “Jaime Rosso just send me an email. He’s interested in my security program and he wants to meet me in person to discuss the details. Fuck!” “What’s so special about that? Who is that, by the way?” Ryzen looked at Addison like she’s the dumbest person that ever walked on earth. “You’re not listening to me,
“Are you sure that everything is set?” Dominico was sitting in his swivel chair while sorting the papers that he needs to sign for this day. He may work behind the shadows of his people, but Dominico always made sure that every decision that was made for his company was carefully drafted and studied upon. He mainly do the decision-making since he’s the real owner. “Yes, boss. Everything is already set, just like what you wanted it to be.” Jaime stood like a statue in front of Dominico. The man was the main face of the company. He let Jaime manage the empire he built. “Good. I want everything to be perfect, Jaime.” “Noted, boss.” Jaime exited his office and Dominico was left alone in his lonely office with no sound but the hum of the air conditioning system. He let out an exasperated sigh as he leaned back on his chair anf rubbed a palm into his face. In the past years, he has been plotting the Mancini's downfall. He has not started his plans yet, but he was in the process of
Ryzen was in daze as he stared at the 50-story building that stood high in front him. He was still reeling the feeling when he first received the email that the Galvante Group of Companies wanted to hire him as their security program designer. Who would have thought that a multi-billion dollar company got interested in hiring someone like him? Was he missing something? Because for Ryzen, it sounds weird, but it’s not impossible. He had posted his portfolios online in the hopes that someone might notice him, and it worked. He let out a shaky breath before he crossed the street and walked straight to the building’s entrance. His admiration for the building grew every second as the guard let him in. He had responded to the email a few days ago, and he was scheduled for a meeting with the company’s CEO, Jaime Rosso. He was beyond nervous and he felt like his insides would give in. “Can I get you anything, sir while waiting for Mr. Rosso? I’m sorry but he had an emergency meeting w
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