DRAMA AT THE GATES

“Don’t prepare cars that will easily connect us to the heaven's mandate army. Or any of our military organizations. Even a fool in power will be able to decode my identity if I make use of my cars,” Alex warned.

“Yes sir, I won't take any limited edition cars along, or your special military productions. I will only take along the average luxury vehicles,” Raz quickly reaffirmed, before turning around to do Alex's bidding.

Alex stood up, his eyes glinting maliciously as he remembered everything he had to go through in the hands of his so-called family.

“Even if I tear them limb by limb, it won't be enough to compensate me for what they did.” Alex muttered, looking through the millions of surveillance monitors before him.

He picked up a special lens and left the office, securely locking it behind him.

Alex entered his room to take a hurried bath, before dressing up in an outfit made by one of his personal designers.

He stood before the mirror, watching the handsome man who hid the dark
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