The atmosphere in the upper storey of De Suiz night club was thick with smoke and the faint scent of illicit deals being made. People in suits with dark sunglasses sat around tables, glasses of whiskey in hand, talking in hushed tones. The dimly lit room was filled with a sense of danger and intrigue.As Don Albert, Don Razor, and Layla entered, they were immediately struck by the sight before them. A tall imposing man reeking of alcohol. “Why are you here?” he asked.“We have an appointment with Alpha,” Don Albert answered.“Follow me,” the man said and led them to the inner chambers. Alpha, the leader of the Suiz mafia gang, sat on a large leather chair, flanked by two scantily clad women who quickly disappeared at his command. He had an air of power and authority about him, his gaze sharp as he looked at the newcomers.“So why are you here?” Alpha asked.“We want to trample on the DiMarco household,” Don Albert answered.“DiMarco you say,” Alpha exclaimed and then chucked. “Do you
Based on the call that Andreas received from Ivan about the 500 million dollar worth of drugs that was to be moved, Caspian together with his envoy, a mix of Andreas; to captain the army, Rique and Raquel to consider the business ideology of the deal as well as some armed members of the gang. At the south-west of Burry, Caspian strode into Ivan's outpost, his entourage following closely behind. The outpost was bustling with activity, as members of the Dimarco empire went about their business. Ivan rushed out to greet Caspian, bowing his head in respect before rising to his full height as the baron approached."Baron, it's an honor to have you here at my outpost. I am Ivan, leader of the south-west outpost of the DiMarco empire. I didn’t know that it would be this soon," Ivan said with a smile.Caspian nodded in acknowledgment, his gaze sweeping over the outpost. He looked around as he nodded to acknowledge Ivan’s introduction, at the mobs who stood with their heads bowed, at the car
Caspian's phone rang loudly in the car as they were making their way back to the empire. He quickly answered it, his brow furrowed in concern as he listened to the voice on the other end of the line. "Home, now!" Caspian commanded Andreas, his trusted right-hand man and advisor. "What happened, Baron?" Andreas asked, worry evident in his voice. "My daughter, Sonya, just called. She said her mother was sighted in the gate," Caspian replied, a mixture of emotions swirling in his chest. Layla, his ex-wife who had caused him so much pain and heartache, was back in his house and not just back, Sonya could see her.As they drove back to the empire, Caspian's mind raced with questions. Why would Layla show up now, after everything she had done? He suspected that it might be a plot orchestrated by her father, Don Albert, to get to him and the DiMarco Empire. But Caspian was determined not to let her disrupt his life again. When they reached the gate, Caspian's heart skipped and anger sur
As Caspian sat in the van, his mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and concerns. He leaned back in his seat, staring out the window as the city streets passed by in a blur. The sound of the phone ringing broke through his thoughts, and he watched as Andreas answered it, his face impassive as he took down notes.Caspian turned his attention back to the thoughts that were occupying his mind. First and foremost, he thought about his daughter Sonya. She was his world, his reason for everything he did. As he watched her grow up, he knew he had to protect her from the harsh realities of the world he lived in. Assigning four members of the gang to keep an eye on her at school was just the beginning of the sacrifices he would have to make for her safety.Next, he thought about Sonya's mother, his ex-wife. She was a powerful enemy, and he knew she would stop at nothing to get what she wanted. He had to be one step ahead of her at all times, anticipating her next move and protecting himself and
As Caspian walked out of the Duchess’ club, he couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that lingered within him. Andreas, his trusted right-hand man, was quick to remind him of the Baron's meeting that evening. "Baron, I hope you didn't forget that the Barons Meet is this evening. We are to go there now," Andreas said.Caspian wanted nothing more than to be alone with his thoughts, to contemplate the marriage proposal by Duchess Dillion. But duty called, and he knew he had to face it head-on. "Take us there," Caspian said, resignation evident in his voice.In the car, the tense atmosphere was palpable as Caspian mulled over the situation. He knew he needed someone outside of the gang to confide in, someone who could offer him unbiased advice. Turning to Andreas, he broached the subject. "Andreas, if the Baron is disturbed and wants to talk or sort things out without resorting to the mafia way, what does he do?"Andreas sighed, a look of understanding in his eyes. "Baron, once you tak
As Caspian and Andreas entered the hall, Caspian was immediately struck with awe at the opulence and grandeur of the place. The outside may have appeared dilapidated, but the inside exuded a sense of wealth and power. The lighting, a mix of blue and red hues, created an ambiance that was both mysterious and captivating. The faces of those seated at the long table in the center of the room were obscured in the dim light, adding to the aura of secrecy and danger.Caspian found himself drawn towards the table, each step bringing him closer to the heart of the gathering. Andreas, ever the loyal companion, pulled out a chair for Caspian and silently encouraged him to take a seat. As Caspian settled into his chair, he felt a surge of nervous energy coursing through him. This was no ordinary meeting; these were the barons of the mafia world, and their collective power was unmatched."Baron DiMarco, what took you so long?" a voice called out from the shadows. Before Caspian could respond, A
In Sonya’s cozy room, the little girl sat on her bed with her school assignment spread out in front of her. Monica, her father’s assistant, sat beside her, helping her with her work.She had been assigned by Caspian to creep into the little girls head and heart, see what her day in school was life to check for any signs of intrusion as it was a world that Caspian knew would not be safe for his daughter.Also, since Lalya had visited, Caspian had been worried that Sonya’s heart might be won over so that she would prefer the company of her mother.Monica asked Sonya, “So, how was school today, Sonya?”Sonya looked up with a smile and replied, “It was good! We learned about the solar system in science class.”Monica nodded, “That sounds interesting. And how was the bus ride to school?”Sonya giggled, “The bus driver played my favorite song on the radio, so it was fun!”Monica then asked, “And how is your teacher, Mrs. Jenkins?”“She’s nice and funny. She tells us stories about her advent
In the van as they went towards the address that Duchess Dillion had sent, Caspian was reminded of something he had wanted to ask and he felt it was the best time to do so. “Andreas, you remember the grand baron and his jibes yesterday?” Caspian asked and Andreas nodded.“Yes, baron.”“That part seemed to be out of the dossier. What happened back then?”?“It was during the time of your grandfather’s reign, Caspian. The Dimarco empire was flourishing, and we had forged a partnership with the Ya’az tribe, a powerful group who controlled valuable resources in the eastern territories. We saw potential for mutual benefit and worked together on several successful ventures.”Caspian listened intently, his curiosity piqued. “What kind of ventures did you work on together?” he asked.Andreas smiled sadly, “We traded goods, shared information, and even fought side by side in battles against common enemies. The bond between our peoples seemed unbreakable.”“Why did it fall apart then?” Caspian