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 his revenge was to get close to his former friend. Viktor added some of his loyal men to Alexander's ranks, hoping to use their influence to worm his way back into Alexander's life.
Alexander, however, wasn't easily fooled. He sensed something was amiss, and he wasn't comfortable with the newfound friendship that Viktor was trying to rekindle. It was clear that their past could not be forgotten so easily. Alexander did some digging and found out about Viktor's ploy to overthrow him. He decided he was going to confront Viktor about his intentions.
One fateful day when Viktor came visiting, one of his deceitful short visits Alex accosted him.
"I know what you've been up to Viktor and I expected you to be smarter than this, did you really think you could turn my men men against me"
Viktor laughed uneasily "I think you have it all wrong Alex, let the past be buried behind us"
"You must be a fool to think I don't know what you've been doing behind my back"
"Alex I understand you do not trust me but if you're going to keep talking to me in that manner then I will take my leave"
"Don't ever set foot in my premises again" Alex said after him.
That was when Viktor made his first move.
In a fit of rage and frustration, Viktor ordered the burning of an orchard and vineyard owned by Alexander's father, a place filled with cherished memories from Alexander's childhood. The flames consumed the vines and trees, leaving Alex seething with anger.
The act of arson lit a fire within Alex. He decided to go all out, hell-bent on settling the score once and for all. In a daring move, Alexander and his gang attacked Viktor's operation, their intentions clear – a fight to the finish.
It was indeed a fierce battle between two rival mafia lords. Bullets flew, and fists clashed, leaving a trail of destruction and chaos in the aftermath of their fight. The fight was brutal, and many men lost their lives in the bloody confrontation. Specter was shot in the leg but escaped death narrowly.
In the end, it was Alexander and his men who emerged victorious. Viktor, severely wounded and on the brink of capture, made a desperate escape from the city. He swore he would seek his revenge.
Alexander's return had indeed disrupted the fragile peace of the criminal world in Paris. His conflict with Viktor had added layers of danger and suspense to his already complex life. As the dust settled, Kelvin knew that his position as a mafia lord was secure, but he also understood that in the world of crime, peace was often fleeting, and new challenges would always emerge to test his mettle. This was the main reason why he wanted to be legitimate.
In the aftermath of the fierce street war that left Paris reeling, Alexander found himself in a state of upheaval, dealing with the emotional scars of battle. It was during this turbulent period that he crossed paths with Isabelle, a captivating woman who seemed to possess an otherworldly charm.
Isabelle swept into Alexander's life like a breath of fresh air. Her allure was undeniable, and their connection was immediate. Their love blossomed amidst the ruins of the underworld they both inhabited. For a time, Alexander experienced a sense of contentment he had never known. He believed that he had finally found someone who understood and accepted him.
However, Alexander's newfound happiness was to be short-lived. As the days passed, nagging suspicions began to creep into his mind. He couldn't help but wonder if Isabelle's intentions were as pure as they seemed. The thought of deceit weighed heavily on him, casting a shadow over their budding romance.
The day of reckoning arrived when Kelvin uncovered the painful truth. Isabelle, the woman he had fallen so deeply for, was driven by greed, not love. She was after his wealth, and her actions left Kelvin with a broken heart. He confronted her in anger.
"Isabelle I thought you were different from the others" He said
"What the hell do you mean Alex I've been faithful" she retorted.
"I've had my men watch you…."
"You did what!!" She cut him off in a fit of rage "how dare you police me, who the hell do you think you are?"
"Yes I watched you for a while and you know what I found out?"
"What?" She snickered
"I found out that you're a lying, two faced woman, you are not only after my wealth but trying to bring me down" he stated "I don't ever want to see your lying cheating face around here, you hear me!!"
Isabelle's expression turned sour "oh I see how it is, well listen and listen good boy, I never liked you for once, you're despicable." She said gathering her things to leave. "You think you can use me and throw me away like a piece of trash, oh well I am not that girl, you hear me! I will make your life a living nightmare" she said and slammed the door on her way out.
Isabelle employed every means at her disposal to torment Alexander. Her nefarious influence reached far and wide, making life unbearable for him. She began hacking into his systems, monitoring his every move, and making his existence a living nightmare. She knew his actions before he could even contemplate them.
But Alexander was not one to be played with. He was no stranger to the treacherous world they inhabited. He dedicated himself to uncovering the chink in Isabelle's armor. Hours of relentless work finally bore fruit as he identified a glitch in her web of deception. He found out that She and Viktor, his bitter rival, were not only working hand in hand, they were in a relationship with each other.
With the tables turned, Alexander launched an attack against Isabelle and her lover, Viktor. Alexander ambushed Isabelle and Viktor when they least expected it. They were caught off guard, and the ensuing battle was intense. Lives were at stake, and the outcome was uncertain.
Yet, in the end, it was Alexander who emerged victorious once again. He retrieved the valuable assets he had lost and stood triumphant, proving that in their world of crime, survival skills were most important.
With determination and unwavering resolve, Alexander chose to leave the mafia world behind. He sold off his illicit businesses and invested his wealth in legitimate ventures. The transition wasn't easy, but he was committed to leaving his criminal past behind.
As he delved into the world of legitimate business, Alex found a renewed sense of purpose. The challenges were different, but he was up for the task. Over time, his endeavors prospered, and he gained respect and admiration for his accomplishments.
Amidst the trials and tribulations, Alex discovered love once more. He met a kind-hearted woman named Clara, whose warmth and understanding had the power to heal the wounds of the past.
Together, they built a life filled with love, trust, and happiness. They supported each other through the challenges of the past and looked toward a bright future.
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
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
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
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
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
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