After Alex tied all the loose ends in New York, it was time to go back home. His return back home was uneventful as the past months had been quite hectic for him; he only wanted to find peace. He wanted to go completely legitimate with his business but he knew it would take time.Alexander's return went largely unnoticed by the average passerby. However, in the underground world of the mafia, his reappearance sent shockwaves. Kelvin was no ordinary man; he was the heir to one of the most influential and feared mafia families. As the news of Alexander's return circulated among the criminal underworld, it piqued the interest of another powerful figure – Viktor. Viktor had been Alexander's close associate once, but a bitter betrayal had torn them apart. Viktor's heart burned with a desire for revenge, and he saw Alexander's return as the perfect opportunity to settle the score.Viktor, ever the cunning strategist, decided to infiltrate Alexander's gang. He knew that the key to exacting
A month later Kelvin returned to New York, after he had recovered from his gun shot wound and had put most of his businesses in order. He had to sort out his situation with Maria, he couldn't wait to see her face when he told her who he was and who was behind her sudden wealth, he couldn't wait to tell her she was just a puppet and he was the puppet master.It was past seven pm when he got to the house, he had gone with his men but asked them to remain outside, he opened the door with his spare key as nobody was home, he had however done his findings and knew she'd be home at any moment. He heard she had been gallivanting around town with some guy name Chris. He sat down on the living room sofa waiting patiently for her to return home. After about twenty minutes of sitting in the dark he heard the lock turn, from where he was sitted he could make out the figures of two people one was maria the other was a guy, most probably Chris. They were in a complete frenzy, kissing each other and
In New York, Maria had just returned home, it had been three days since she last stepped her feet in this house. She couldn't stand that man. When she had first met him she assumed he was someone with affluence but boy! She was wrong. He was just a man who acted rich, as far as she was concerned he led a double standard life. He was fake, she had thought he came from a wealthy background with the way he carried himself so she stuck to him thinking he was trying to see who she really was.The house was unusually quiet as she entered, she climbed the stairs and headed to the bedroom, she turned on the lights but the room was empty, she had received the signed divorce papers on the same day it was delivered to her now ex-husband. She was surprised he signed them so quickly, her pride was hurt but it didn't matter he had signed the papers and she was free.It was obvious Kelvin hadn't moved out already, she was going to throw out his things, she didn't care where he stayed.She immediatel
The following day, Alex went to visit his uncle. When he arrived, his uncle was in a meeting, so Alex had to wait. He sat in a pew at the back of a large church. He glanced at the statue of Jesus in front of the church. Alex wasn't accustomed to going to church because his father believed that churches often did more harm than good.As he sat quietly, many thoughts crossed his mind. He had known his Uncle Fernandez since he was a baby, even though his father and the uncle didn't get along, they stayed in touch.Finally, Uncle Fernandez emerged from his office. He was wearing a white robe that shone in the light, and Alex's guest, a large man dressed in all black, looked intimidating. If Alex were someone else, he might have felt intimidated by the man's unsettling presence, but he was here to see Fernandez, not worry about the people Fernandez associated with.As they approached, Uncle Fernandez's face lit up with a smile. He seemed genuinely happy to see Alex. "Al
Alexander, after a lengthy period of anticipation, finally embarked on a transformative day. He started by taking a swift yet refreshing shower, embracing the cascade of warm water that washed away the feeling of being underground. Dressed in a meticulously tailored black three-piece suit, his attire symbolized a desire to re-emerge from the shadows and bask in the world of power he had come to cherish. For years, Alexander had revelled in the exhilaration of overseeing the business that his father had established. It was a world where he relished the thrills that came with the territory, where his charisma and influence knew no bounds. Today marked a turning point, and he was eager to make his presence known.Descending the grand staircase with measured, confident strides, Alexander exuded the aura of a man who had returned to reclaim his empire. As he reached the front door, it swung open to reveal a procession of sleek, black exotic cars. Each vehicle oozed class and hinted a
Chapter OneKelvin awoke, feeling utterly fatigued and drained. The night before had been a torturous ordeal, marked by relentless anticipation as he waited for Maria's return, but she never came. Exhausted, he finally succumbed to sleep around 4 in the morning. Struggling to shake off the weariness, he dragged himself out of bed and descended the stairs to the kitchen, hoping that a simple bottle of water would help him regain some semblance of alertness.As he made his way back to the living room, a curious sight met his eyes: an envelope sat conspicuously on the table. He found this rather unusual. Could it be that Maria had returned in the early hours without waking him? The clock on the wall indicated a time slightly past 8 a.m., and Kelvin knew from experience that even when she did decide to return home, Maria would typically slip out long before the rooster's crow. He couldn't resist his curiosity any longer, so he picked up the envelope, half-expecting wh