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
Caspian stood in his study, book in hand as he read more about the dark history of the southwest outpost. The more he read, the more danger he saw to the community and the more determined he became to bring an end to the atrocities that had taken place there. He knew he had to act, and act quickly.Without hesitation, he picked up the phone and dialed Monica's number. As soon as she answered, he could hear the concern in her voice."Monica, I need to talk to you urgently. Can you come over right now?" Caspian said, his voice filled with determination.Within minutes, Monica arrived at Caspian's estate. She could see the intensity in his eyes and knew that he had uncovered something significant."What's wrong, Baron? You called me.”“I want to ask you what you know about the south west outpost,” Caspian said straight, not mincing words.“What did you find out about the outpost?" Monica asked, her voice filled with concern.Caspian took a deep breath before explaining what he had learne
According to schedules, the DiMarco empire was back to Wallows Square.It might be another trip for the household but for Caspian, it was a trip to his past. He was reminded of the town and the impact that it had on his life and his decision to take up the role as the leader of the DiMarco empire.He remembered the last time he was there. He came without nothing – as a broke and jobless son inlaw and when he was going out of the town and returning to Burry, he was the gang lord of the Dimarco.Back to Don Albert’s mansion, Caspian sat under a large oak tree, his loyal companions Andreas, Rique, and Raquel standing behind him. They were waiting for Don Albert, the head of the rival empire, to arrive for their meeting.As they sat in tense silence, the sound of approaching footsteps caught their attention. Caspian looked up to see his wife Layla approaching, her face filled with concern. She walked over to him and sat down in the spot reserved for Don Albert, a bold move that did not go
On the way back to Burry, the first van suddenly halt and raised the alarm.As the first van came to a screeching halt, Caspian could feel the tension rising in the air. The driver's warning had put them all on high alert, knowing that danger could be lurking around the next corner.“Attention, there is a tree on the road, we might be under attack!!!”Andreas wasted no time in giving orders, his voice calm but firm. "Baron, orders," he said, turning to Caspian.Caspian's heart raced as he nodded, steeling himself for what was to come. He thought of his daughter, the reason he fought so hard to protect their people. He couldn't let fear overpower him now."Attack!" Caspian commanded, his voice echoing through the van as he watched Andreas and Raquel preparing their weapons. Raquel's steely gaze met his, determination shining in her eyes.Andreas grabbed his gun, his movements swift and practiced. "We know what an attack means to us," he spoke into the sound system, addressing the other
The Ya’az Canopy was a sprawling estate located on a secluded island, surrounded by deep blue waters and lush greenery. It wasn't just an estate, it was a crime conglomerate.The island was heavily guarded, with watchtowers strategically placed around the perimeter, equipped with high-powered air guns to deter any unwanted visitors. The estate itself was massive, with multiple buildings and structures scattered throughout the property, giving it the appearance of a military zone.Outside, the night sky was illuminated by the glow of the watchtowers, casting a hauntingly beautiful light over the estate. The Ya’az Canopy was a fortress of power and wealth, a symbol of the influence and dominance of the Ya’az mafia household.As one approached the main house, the true wealth and power of the Ya’az household became evident. The garage was filled with an impressive collection of helicopters, ready to be deployed at a moment's notice. Near the dock, various boats and ships were moored, rea