The story is finally finished! I hope you enjoyed the story! I will be posting some updates tomorrow (you don't have to pay coins to unlock it) about my acknowledgements and final remarks for this novel, including some plans for editing some of the chapters that may have not been proofread/edited correctly. Once again, I thank you for your support. This would not be possible without you. Sincerely, Sabbiekeku.
Hi everyone! It's Sabbiekeku here! I have reviewed and did all the necessary changes all the chapters, and it might be reflected next week. I also noticed that I placed Mr. Hunter, instead of Blackwell for the Chapter ' Wake Up'. Hunter is a different character from a story I am writing and I think I placed his name on accident! (This is what you get for having so many characters in your head...) I usually write my stories during nighttime, as in the morning I have college classes; so it makes me a little bit light-headed. Please pardon me. I also had my midterms this month, so it was quite a challenge. I am so happy for the support that this book had garnered, and I actually didn't expect it. You make so much happy every time you unlock chapter and support me. It really means a lot as an author! BONUS REMARKS: I initially planned to actually kill off Ash. I am a very straightforward fantasy writer and usually, when my characters are engaging in really fatal fights, I really do
Hi everyone, it's me Sabbiekeku, again! I have made additional edits to the book regarding name-switches, loose ends of the story and inconsistent information. I sincerely apologize for this as I have been very preoccupied during the making of the finale of this book. Anyway, if you may have noticed, the book's title have been changed to 'Revenge of the Unforeseen Mafia Boss' from its former title, 'Secretly A Mafia Boss: Bittersweet Vengeance'. This is one of the major changes that have been implemented to my book with my editor's suggestion and I thought I should inform readers of that. You've come to the end of this book. Thank you for being involved. Sabbiekeku
“I have finished with my presentation, Sir.” A tall, lean man extends a hand holding a USB drive to another man in a swivel chair tucked behind a lavish desk. The man from the desk takes the device from his fingers and then plugs it into his own laptop. He then lifts his gaze over to the timid man before him and nods. “Delivered on time as always, Damien. I’m impressed.” His boss inspects the presentation file in his screen and scrolls. “I’m even surprised that with your performance, you have not asked me for a promotion yet.” The man before him, who was described as timid, fixed his glasses and answered in a meek tone, “I believe you are the one that decides that, Sir.” “Very well, your work here is done. You may clock out.” Damien bowed at his boss and then leaves the office and then took off his spectacles to rub his tired eyes. He watched the office clock hanging from the wall and saw that he had gone past the normal overtime. All of a sudden, his drowsiness was taken away whe
They arrive at the Paradise Resort in ten minutes, but it was a little far. Damien gave his fare and then ran out of the vehicle to chase his beloved girlfriend. Rain was starting to pour and he had forgotten his umbrella back home. The fence separated him from the entrance of the resort. He had to run to the gate because the taxi couldn’t get there for the roads were blocked.Several expensive cars lined up at the sides of the road, but he paid no attention to them. He ran and ran until his lungs hurt. He finally reached the gate but the security stops him.“Invitation?”“I am Mister Richard's employee from Colton Corp. I have an emergency message to tell him.”“Give us the message and we will tell him.”“It’s discreet. Boss told me to keep it.”“Well, your emergency message ain’t reaching him. Get out boy. You’re ruining the show.”“Can’t you see I went into the rain to come here and deliver this message? It’s important!”But the security was not giving in. Damien had to find anothe
Richard stared at Damien with suspicious eyes while the woman behind him was sweating buckets. Damien frowned at Clarissa, but she couldn’t possibly look at him straight in the eye. “Why does he know you?” Richard asked his wife. “Who is he?”She was shaking. The woman finally glanced at Damien and he shook his head terribly. All of a sudden, she replies.“Yes, I know him.”Damien’s heart loosened and a smile erupts from his hopeless face. A little bit of confidence poured into him, but it didn’t take long before all of those momentary relief becomes snatched. Clarissa’s eyes were then clouded with tears. She sobbed on Richard's shoulders and the cameras focused on her. Damien listened.“He was my ex-boyfriend! He abuses me every day and tried to touch me even if I protested. Richard, please… you have to send him away!”Damien turned pale as the cameras flashed before him, taking pictures of his shocked face. He couldn’t feel anything… he couldn’t even absorb what she had accused hi
That night, Damien lost a friend at work. His coworker looked at him at disbelief and pushed the male away from him. “You’re not like this before, Damien.” He said out of spite. “Even if you were angry, you’d never grab anyone’s collar like that.”Damien was silent. He clenched his fists and bit his lip until he could savor the metallic taste of blood. “I didn’t do it.”“Well you fucking say that to the media.” His coworked grumbled. “Now that you’ve shown your terrible side, I have no doubts you actually abused Miss Clarissa.” “I fucking didn’t.”“That’s why she probably left you.” “That’s fucking enough!” Damien launched himself towards his coworker and lands a punch on his cheek. The coworker drops to the floor, bleeding through his mouth. Damien stood there, stunned at what he had done. His coworker weakly looked at him and shook his head.He angrily stood up even when his legs were wobbly. He spat the blood to the ground and gave him a rejected look. “You fucking changed,
Damien woke up the earliest and bathed using a hose in the garden. He picked out what was left of his clothes, but they weren’t fit for work. He wore his gray hoodie and some worn navy-blue pants. He walked to work, even if was very far. He couldn’t afford to call a cab because he had no money. As he reached the urban part of the city— where the big skyscrapers mounted to the sky— he took a deep breath and made his way to the bank. The security guard looked at him with a suspicious face. Damien shrugged and then proceeded to the desk to inquire about a loan.“Do you have any identification card, Sir?” the lady in the desk asked her as she was getting out some forms to the small box beside her for Damien to fill out. Damien scratched his head. “I’m sorry, miss. I lost my wallet and it had all my I.Ds in it.”The lady stopped. She dropped the paper and then proceeded back to typing very fast in her keyboard. “You can come back once you have an I.D, sir. We cannot process that so quic
He picked up the piece of paper on the floor and then barged out of the company while gritting his teeth and holding the box of his last belonging with him. When Damien was out of the building, he approached a nearby pillar, put the box down, and then took a while to breathe. His palms were bruised. So bruised because he had been clenching them since the beginning of the day. The little money he had was the last thing he was holding on to. He checked the money inside the envelope. This was two months’ worth of pay. With that money, he could pay off half of his debt to the landlady. He stashed the money into his pockets, securely and then left. He walked home that afternoon, and of course, he arrived when it was almost nighttime. His knees were near to giving up, but Damien was used to walking home from another city away at that point. Whenever he would pass by shops with television on, it always showed the prestigious wedding premiere of Clarissa and Richard.Had Damien noticed it,