It was getting dark and Sam and Marcus were heading back home."You shouldn't have done that young master." Sam said."That guy feels too much of himself. He can't claim something that doesn't belong to him." Marcus replied."I know, but we were completely outnumbered, it was dangerous, young Master. If something had happened to you Richard won't let me live, that's if I would have survived." Sam explained."That's true. I guess I should control my temper next time." Marcus heaved a sigh.Just then Sam spotted three black cars tailing them from behind."Huhm... Young Master." He said."What?""I think we're being tailed." He announced."What?" Marcus also looked at the mirror and saw how fast the cars were coming after them. "Shit, drive faster Sam."Sam's heart began to pound as he saw the black cars bearing down on them in the rear-view mirror."I'll try my best, young master," he said, his voice tight with fear.He hit the gas, and the car shot forward, weaving in and out of traffi
Marcus and Sam ran for their lives, panting and gasping for breath as they sprinted down the street. The angry men were close behind them, their footsteps thundering on the pavement. Gunshots rang out.Marcus and Sam then hide behind a corner."Any plans?" Sam asked."I've got a few rounds left, I think we should attack." Marcus suggested."What? We're outnumbered." Sam reminded me."I know, if we don't fight back we'll end up dead." Marcus said.Sam kept wondering who taught Marcus how to use a gun, and the fact that he shows little fear in almost every situation."Alright." Sam nodded faithfully."On my count. One... Two... Three" Marcus finalized as they were about to charge at the men but then they could hear multiple gunshots which made them hide back at the corner."I think we've got more companies." Sam complained.At that moment Marcus realized the pressure on their current situation, he never imagined Magnus could be this dangerous.Just then they heard a familiar voice. "You
THE BERLINGS MANSIONToday was Miss Martha's one year anniversary, the Berlings mansion was heavily decorated. All the family members were all present. And Alex Martha's only son and also the first grandchild of the family had arrived from his business trip."Today would be a wonderful day mother." He said with an assuring smile."Yes it will, son. I've worked so hard to make this business grow bigger.""Yes. You deserve this mother." Eunice said walking towards her mother with her billionaire husband Mr. Roger. The two couples bowed respectfully, touching Martha's feet. "Bless you two. May you have all the peace in this world that you deserve." She blessed them and they got up.Everyone was present and now it's time for the guests to arrive."Sister Martha I heard Hannah is arriving tonight, why isn't she here yet?" Her younger sister Vivian asked, it was obvious she was mocking her. Vivian had always envied her sister's progress and wished her own son Daniel could be the heir of the
"Is it also a sin to stare at the chair?" Maxwell asked, feeling pissed."I said don't talk back at me, loser. You are only a little manager and my husband here is a business tycoon CEO of two large companies, you should know your place."Maxwell wanted to react but then again, she was right. He was nothing compared to them, and if he really wants to get something from the Berlings he just needs to play along.***Hannah and Alex strolled by the passage of the mansion having a discussion."Mum is trying to get you married to someone else Hannah. Some richer, how do you feel about that?" Alex asked with concern."Well it's Mom's decision. I can't say otherwise even if I want to." Hannah replied with a sad tone."Don't say that Hannah you always have a choice." "I don't want to upset mum Alex. The last time I tried it didn't end up well." She felt regret in her stomach. "You know what I mean Alex, I was made an outcast trying to follow my choice.""Hannah it wouldn't be like the last t
Maxwell then followed the instruction and stepped back, he could hear the insults and mockings from the crowd.The party had started, chatting from different company leaders all clustered in different groups.***Carmelia was in the hospital, the doctor had called her to come quickly regarding her mother's ill situation.She rushed as fast as she could to the hospital only to receive terrible news her mother had been diagnosed of heart disease and she needed to undergo surgery. But then the amount the doctor called was almost impossible for her to raise at that moment."Doctor, is there no way for you to reduce the amount, it's too much and I can't afford such." She pleaded."I'm sorry dear, but the amount is fixed, 20 million dollars and you have till tomorrow morning to make the payment or else you might lose your mother." He replied."Tomorrow morning? That's so unfair, the time frame is too short I can't meet up please I need more time.""I'm sorry miss Carmelia, but that's all I
Maxwell kept struggling with the guards but they just took him outside and tossed him like a ragdoll. The guards then blocked the entrance refraining him from entering inside."Hey let me in! My fiance is in there. Hannah!" He yelled."Get out of here you poor trash!" The guards booted him as he fell on the floor helplessly.He kept ranting sending threats to them."Just go home!" They taunted him.All of a sudden a car stoped at the entrance, it was accompanied by two more similar cars. Maxwell and the guards opened their mouths in shock when they saw the logo on the car. The Blackwoods."No way," he gasped.The driver's seat was opened and the driver came out rushing to open the passenger's seat. Sam came out first, then followed by Marcus."Marcus?" Maxwell said unbelievably.What the hell was Marcus doing in a Blackwoods vehicle?Marcus was gracious in his appearance, exuding an aura of an Alpha male. His black suit was perfect, and Sam also wearing a black suit.Marcus walked ins
The entire crowd began to laugh at his defeat. They hailed Marcus for his physical strength and financial potential.Marcus then turned to leave but Maxwell held his legs. "Please forgive me!" Maxwell begged, he had realized Marcus was indeed the real Blackwood, he didn't cared to know how it was possible but the fact that Marcus just did what he did that was a fact.Just then the Berlings and Magnus came outside too, Martha had heard the rumors that the Blackwood was outside."Marcus?" Hannah was also shocked, seeing Marcus and Maxwell begging him on the floor. Hannah's mind was racing as she tried to process what she was seeing. Marcus, the man she had once loved and lost, was now a billionaire, and he was somehow involved in whatever was happening with Maxwell. And the security guards - they were obviously there to protect him, which meant he must be someone important. She felt dizzy, her thoughts swirling around her head."What is this man still doing here? Guards he's harassing m
"What did you think of me Maxwell? That I was some kind of a prostitute who came to you because of your money?" Hannah asked."Then why did you come to me? Why did you divorce Marcus just to be with me?""There are some truths that are meant to be hidden from the likes of you. Good bye Maxwell." Hannah said moving away."Don't you dare walk away from me!" Maxwell thundered, getting up from the group to grab her hands."Crack!" The security guard hit his elbow with his baton and immediately Maxwell's arm was broken."Ahh!" He cried out rolling on the floor, Hannah gave a single glance at him before walking away."Don't leave me Hannah! You left me for Marcus! You used me for your stupid games. I'll come back for y'all, I will take my revenge!" He declared but Hannah didn't stop from walking away.***At the party ground Marcus had stolen the spotlight from Magnus, everyone was attracted to him. Seeing a Blackwood is not an everyday thing.Hannah walked inside, she kept staring at Marcu
As the sun began to rise over the city, casting a golden glow on the streets, Clara and her team stood outside the docks, their breaths still heavy from the fight. With Magnus apprehended and his henchmen scattered, the sense of victory was palpable.“Is it really over?” Mara asked, her eyes reflecting the morning light.“Feels like it,” Clara replied, a cautious smile creeping onto her face. “We’ve fought too hard for this to slip away now.”Marcus stepped forward, pulling out his phone to call the authorities. “They’ll want to take Magnus into custody. This time, he won’t be able to wriggle his way out of it.”As the police sirens wailed in the distance, a mixture of relief and anticipation washed over the group. Clara could hardly believe how far they had come since they had first banded together to confront the darkness in their city.In the following days, word spread about Magnus's defeat and the disbandment of his criminal network. The community began to breathe a sigh of relie
Together, they had become a force to be reckoned with, as they shared a collective nod, a silent agreement that they were all in this together. Marcus carefully jimmied the lock open. The door creaked as it swung inward, revealing a dimly lit corridor lined with rusted machinery and crates.“Stay quiet,” Marcus whispered, leading the way with Clara right behind him. They moved in a tight formation, with Mara and Eli covering the rear.As they ventured deeper into the warehouse, the sounds of muffled voices began to filter through the walls. Clara’s heart raced—this was it. They were getting closer to the action.“Let’s split up,” Marcus suggested, peeking around a corner. “Mara, you take the left side. Clara, you and Eli cover the right. We’ll converge at the main room in the center.”“Got it,” Clara replied, feeling a rush of adrenaline. She and Eli moved stealthily down the right corridor, keeping low and watching for any signs of movement.The voices grew louder as they approached
As they shared a collective nod, a silent agreement that they were all in this together, Marcus carefully jimmied the lock open. The door creaked as it swung inward, revealing a dimly lit corridor lined with rusted machinery and crates.“Stay quiet,” Marcus whispered, leading the way with Clara right behind him. They moved in a tight formation, with Mara and Eli covering the rear.As they ventured deeper into the warehouse, the sounds of muffled voices began to filter through the walls. Clara’s heart raced—this was it. They were getting closer to the action.“Let’s split up,” Marcus suggested, peeking around a corner. “Mara, you take the left side. Clara, you and Eli cover the right. We’ll converge at the main room in the center.”“Got it,” Clara replied, feeling a rush of adrenaline. She and Eli moved stealthily down the right corridor, keeping low and watching for any signs of movement.The voices grew louder as they approached the main room. Clara exchanged a determined glance with
.“Are we really done with Magnus?” Eli asked, stretching as he joined Clara, his face still a mix of exhaustion and disbelief.“Only for now,” Clara replied, glancing at Marcus and Mara, who were going over the plans for their next move. “But it feels good to know we stood up to him. He won’t be back anytime soon.”Marcus looked up, a thoughtful expression on his face. “We need to regroup and figure out what’s next. Magnus may be in custody, but we know he has allies. We can’t let our guard down.”Mara nodded in agreement. “And we need to find out what else he was planning. There’s got to be more to it than just controlling the city through fear.”“Right,” Clara said, her mind racing with the possibilities. “Let’s start by gathering any information we can. We need to dig deeper into his operations.”As the day unfolded, they began strategizing. Clara took charge, flipping through notes and files they had collected over time. “We need to hit his connections hard. If we can disrupt the
Eli groaned but pushed himself up, adrenaline surging through him despite the throbbing pain in his ribs. “I’m good,” he gasped, his eyes darting to the downed guard. “Let’s finish this!”“Good,” Marcus said, his breath steadying as he turned back to the entrance, where the chaos was still unfolding. “Clara, stick close to me. Eli, take the rear. We need to find a way to secure this place before Magnus decides to make an appearance.”“Right!” Clara replied, determination etched on her face. Together, they charged further into the heart of the factory, the sound of the fireworks still booming outside, providing a cacophony that masked their movements.As they navigated through the maze of machinery and crates, the atmosphere grew thicker with tension. Clara’s instincts kicked in, and she felt a sense of urgency pushing her forward. They needed to find Magnus and stop him before he could mobilize his men.“Where do you think he is?” Mara whispered, glancing around at the shadows that lo
As the group approached the factory, the moonlight cast eerie shadows over the crumbling walls. They could see the faint outline of guards patrolling the perimeter, their silhouettes shifting in the dim light. Clara felt her heart race, every instinct in her body screaming that they were heading into danger. Yet, beneath that fear was a resolute determination to confront Magnus and end this once and for all.“Okay, remember the plan,” Marcus whispered, his voice steady despite the tension. “Mara and Eli, you’ll set off the fireworks on the east side while Clara and I create a distraction on the north entrance.”“Got it,” Mara replied, glancing at Eli, who nodded in agreement.As they moved into position, Clara could feel the weight of the moment bearing down on her. She glanced at Marcus, who was scanning the area with a focused intensity. “Are you ready for this?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.“I have to be,” he replied, determination flashing in his eyes. “For everyon
“I still can’t believe Magnus is out there,” Clara said, pacing the small room, her brow furrowed with concern. “He’s not the type to back down easily.”Marcus leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his jaw set in determination. “He’ll come back. We need to prepare for whatever he’s planning. We can’t underestimate him again.”Mara, sitting on a makeshift bench, rubbed her temples, still feeling the tension from the fight. “What if he tries to retaliate against us personally? He knows who we are now.”Eli, leaning against the table, chimed in. “We need to gather intel on his operations. If we know where he’s hiding or what he’s planning, we can strike first.”“Good idea,” Marcus replied, his mind racing with possibilities. “But how do we find him? He has a network, and we’re just a small team.”Just then, Clara’s phone buzzed, breaking the tension in the air. She glanced at the screen, her expression shifting from concern to curiosity. “It’s a text from a contact I haven’t heard from
With the remaining henchmen falling one by one, it became clear that the tide was turning. The cacophony of chaos seemed to intensify, but Marcus’s focus sharpened on Magnus, who was now cornered against the wall, his bravado fading.“Looks like your little party is crashing down, Magnus,” Marcus taunted, stepping closer, his fists clenched.Magnus glared, anger burning in his eyes. “You think this is over? You have no idea what you’re dealing with!”“Maybe not, but I know what I’m going to do next,” Marcus said, his voice low and threatening. He motioned to Eli, who nodded and moved to flank Magnus.Suddenly, Magnus lunged toward a nearby table, grabbing a glass bottle and swinging it at Marcus. The glass shattered against the wall just inches from Marcus’s head.“Careful!” Marcus shouted, ducking just in time.Mara, ever vigilant, charged forward again, this time aiming a solid punch directly at Magnus’s jaw. The force of her hit sent him staggering backward. “You won’t get away thi
The days that followed the ambush were a blur of activity for Marcus, Mara, Clara, and Eli. Each moment was filled with tension, anticipation, and the weight of what lay ahead. They meticulously planned their counterattack against Magnus and his henchmen, determined to turn the tables and regain control of their lives.The small, dimly lit warehouse they had chosen as their temporary headquarters buzzed with energy as they gathered around a large table cluttered with maps, photos, and notes. Marcus pointed at a large map of the city spread out before them.“Alright, here’s the plan,” he began, his voice steady and authoritative. “We know that Magnus operates out of several locations, but we believe he’s using this old warehouse on the outskirts of town as his base of operations.”Clara leaned closer, her finger tracing a route on the map. “If we can get the jump on them here, we can cut off any escape routes they might have. It’s a perfect setup for an ambush.”“Exactly,” Marcus agree