EVERYONE at the party was having the time of their lives, especially as the successful charity gala was coming to an end, yet tension arose between Anya and Damian after Luther left.Luther’s words left something in Damian’s system—Fear.“Don’t mind him. He is just obsessed with organizing things, maybe because he wanted their company for too long, yet his parents gave the Hellion Corporation to Penelope,” Anya explained, keeping a low tone. “And… He also liked me, but I never reciprocated that feeling.”“I know.” Damian smiled and caressed Anya’s shoulder lightly. “I was just shocked at how he approached us like we were committing a crime for leaving.”“He had a point, though. Just a few minutes after the speeches, and we can go. So, maybe we should stay a bit?” Anya asked.It was the opposite of what Damian wanted, yet he just nodded and sat on the chair again. This time, he became extra attentive. Seconds later, he felt a heavy stare on his side.‘Who could it be?’ Damian thought,
Damian bit his lower lip, hard, until it created a shallow wound. The killer was surely treating him like a puppet, controlling him using the people close to him. ‘I should take that to mind when I retaliate against this person soon.’“No, don’t bring her home,” Damian withdrew his command, his hands pressing tightly on Anya’s wrist. “Bring her to a safe place, but don’t go to a secluded place. It could be dangerous.”“Damian, hey,” Anya called him, and he glanced at his wife before caressing her wrist lightly.“No matter what happens to me, don’t leave her,” instructed Damian, and the bodyguards were about to argue when he spoke again. “This is an order. Do you understand?”“Yes, young master,” all of them bowed in surrender.“Damian, you are scaring the shit out of me,” Anya told him, the fear evident in her tone. “What’s happening?”“I can’t tell you, but for now, just trust me. Stay near your bodyguards. Don’t drink or eat anything in this event, too.”Anya’s eyes roamed the place
“It’s not him. It’s you.”As Damian said those words, it was followed by the host speaking inside the function hall.“The charity gala has officially ended. Thank you for coming, everyone, and see you next year!”After that last announcement, the lights went off, delivering an eerie area in the secluded place, arousing tension between Damian and Carter, who didn’t even move despite being pointed by a gun. Damian remained standing, either, his gaze unwavering.“I think it will be useless if I pretend to be shocked, isn’t it? Since you also looked sure that it was me,” Carter said, his demeanor turned into a cold and intimidating one. “I didn’t know how you knew it was me, but nice one, huh?”
[WARNING! AN UNKNOWN GROUP INFILTRATED THE FERREMENTO MAFIA’S WAREHOUSE. PLEASE EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY.]“What the fuck,” Damian cursed as his gaze went back to Carter, who smiled sinisterly, being satisfied with Damian’s reaction. “What did you do, Carter? We are your family!”“Family? Damn hell, Damian. We are only a family in blood, but who in his sane mind would let his brother die? It is Veron. Do you call that a family?” Carter asked, his voice laced with anger and intimidation. “Now, go, since you will be busy for the whole night. And don’t think that you can use that hidden recorder to report me to the police. It is useless.”Damian remained silent. He could only clench his fist in anger before leaving Carter alone, making the latter smirk.
THE BOMB isn’t that impactful as it still left the mansion intact. The Ferremento mansion is made with materials that were fire and bomb-proof, ever since the previous accident happened.However, outside the mansion was a different case, especially since the bomb was buried there and not exactly in the mansion. It left the plants and trees dried, and some of the chairs outside also burned into ash.But it wasn’t the most important thing here. Veron had received the impact from the explosion, and upon witnessing that, Damian collapsed to the floor as his heartbeat arose abnormally.“Master Veron! Young master!” Damian heard Leo, who just arrived at the mansion, calling them, yet Damian couldn’t move anymore.He was worried about Veron, about
CORELL wrapped his fingers around Sabrina’s neck, pressing it hard, causing Sabrina to have a hard breathing. Since they were in a secluded area where no guards were patrolling, no one noticed what was happening between the two of them.“Do you remember what I told you before? You and your son’s safety will depend on how you behave, yet you are acting with me like this?” Correl muttered, his tone low. “But don’t worry, I will give you a second chance. As I rebuilt the organization, I realized there was something I lacked; resources.”Despite Correl’s effort to bring the Red Snake Organization back to its previous fame as he was the co-founder of it, he failed miserably. He needed the resources—The hidden assets and list of clients—but he didn’t know where Veron hid those things.
SABRINA had a plan to finish everything, although it could be a little bit messy and chaotic. But before that, she tried to mustard all the courage she had to tell Veron everything.So, after spending an intimate night with each other, Sabrina spoke. “Veron, what do you think about Correl?”“Hmm?” Veron raised an eyebrow, caressing his wife’s waist gently. “What exactly is your question?”“I mean, he was so against the Red Snake Organization, right? You two even argued after you commanded that organization to be banished,” Sabrina explained, her tone low. “What if… He does something that could put our entire family in danger?”“Correl would never do that,” answered Veron as he shook his
AS SABRINA was driving, Damian, who was in the back seat, had his brows furrowed while looking at the back window.“Mom, where are we going? And why isn't Father coming with us?” Damian asked, his tone low and sad. “And why Uncle Correl wanted to kill me? I can give him Carter the inheritance if that will prevent anyone from being hurt—”“No, Damian. Just because I’m taking you away, it means that you aren’t the Ferremento family’s heir anymore. I will just prioritize your safety for now, since you are still young, but when the time comes, we will go back,” Sabrina explained. “As long as I’m here, no one can hurt you, my son. No one—”But before she could finish her sentence, the extreme lights coming from a white truck illuminated i