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
Caspian sat at his desk, a frown etched on his face as he sifted through the reports and information gathered by his men about the attack in Burry’s border. Andreas stood beside him, watching with a concerned look on his face.He wasn't worried about being attacked, a necessarily as he should, but he was worried about not knowing particularly where the attack came from.“I can’t believe we still haven’t found any leads on who could have carried out the attack on us,” Caspian muttered, frustration lacing his voice.Andreas sighed, “I know, Caspian. We’ve been scouring every corner, questioning every informant we have, but it seems like the attackers just vanished into thin air.”Caspian ran a hand through his hair in exasperation, “My gut tells me it could be Don Albert or Don Razor behind this, but without any proof, we can’t do anything.”Andreas nodded in agreement, “It’s a dangerous game to accuse them without concrete evidence. We need to tread carefully.”Caspian leaned back in h
Andreas watched as Caspian rushed to his room after returning to his estate.His heart heavy with worry. He knew that Caspian was a man of honor, always putting his family and loved ones first. But the weight of the impending danger weighed heavily on his mind. The Ottomans were a formidable foe, and their demands for ransom were steep. Nevertheless, going to war with them might be detrimental.He followed Caspian to his room, determined to make him see reason. As he entered the room, he found Caspian sitting at his desk, his hands clenched into fists."Andreas, I appreciate your concern. But I cannot abandon Monica's brother," Caspian said, his voice firm.Andreas sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I understand, Baron. But we need to be strategic about this. The Ottomans are not to be trifled with. We need to think of a plan that will benefit us all."Caspian looked up. "I will not leave him to rot in an Ottoman prison. We will find a way to rescue him, no matter the cost."An
Caspian DiMarco, a Mafia boss, one of the most dangerous and feared in the city leader of the infamous DiMarco Empire, slipped out of his luxurious mansion under the cover of darkness, Caspian moved with stealth and purpose, his steps silent as he made his way through the shadowed alleyways. He had made a name for himself as a ruthless mafia boss, feared and respected in equal measure. his footsteps barely making a sound as he made his way into the local bar where he had arranged to meet Jamie. Someone he once helped in getting his daugher back from his debtors. The streets were quiet, the only sounds being the distant rumble of a passing car and the occasional bark of a dog in the distance. As he approached the bar, Caspian could see Jamie standing outside, nervously checking his watch every few seconds. Caspian approached him from behind, placing a hand on his shoulder. Jamie jumped in surprise, turning to face Caspian with a mixture of fear and gratitude in his eyes. "Caspian, t
Caspian sat back in his chair, a troubled expression on his face as he looked at Andreas who had been called to join him for some plans."I've been avoiding Duchess Dillion's marriage proposal for weeks now," he admitted. "But I have a feeling that it's holding up our plans for the Tomb of Gold."Andreas raised an eyebrow. "You think she's using the marriage proposal as leverage?"Caspian nodded. "I wouldn't put it past her. She's a shrewd woman, and she knows that I need her family's resources for the plan to work."Andreas leaned forward, placing a reassuring hand on Caspian's shoulder. "You are the Baron of the DiMarco empire, Caspian. You need to do whatever it takes to secure those resources, even if it means going through with the marriage."Caspian sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I know you're right, Andreas. I just hate the idea of being tied down to someone I don't truly care for."Andreas nodded in understanding. "I know it's not ideal, but sometimes we have to mak