Ali Ya'az stood on the deck of his island, observing the approaching ship. The tower made the call through a loudspeaker to inquire about the men on board, and three figures emerged from the vessel. They were Don Razor, Don Alpha, and Don Albert. Ali instructed his men to lower their arms as he watched the ship draw closer. As Ali waited for the ship to reach the port, his daughter Yandil approached him, concern etched on her face. "Father, I still haven't found anything on Caspian DiMarco and Duchess Dillion," she said, frustration evident in her voice. Ali placed a reassuring hand on his daughter's shoulder. "Yandil, my dear, I know you have been trying your best. The DiMarco Empire is a powerful and secretive entity, but I trust in your abilities. Keep digging, and you will unearth something valuable." Yandil nodded, determination shining in her eyes. "I won't give up, father. I will find a way to uncover the truth about the DiMarco Empire." Ali smiled at his daughter, pri
Caspian and his wife, Duchess Dillon, sat in their black tinted SUV as they drove away from the imposing DiMarco empire.Caspian clenched the steering wheel tightly, his mind filled with anger and determination. The briefcase, containing precious secrets from his empire, had been stolen, and he needed it back.Duchess Dillon placed her hand on Caspian's tense shoulder, offering silent support. "We will find those responsible, my love," she assured him, her voice calm and reassuring. "My household will assist you in every way possible."Caspian's gaze met hers briefly, gratitude and determination reflecting in his eyes. "Thank you, my Duchess," he said softly. "I appreciate your help. Together, we can bring justice to those who have wronged us."A sly smile curled on Duchess Dillon's lips. "Indeed, Caspian. This partnership will be unmatched. Two mafia bosses working side by side, there is nothing we can't achieve."As they drove through the dimly lit streets, Caspian couldn't help but
The group of 12 men, Men of the Refuge, disguised as beggars made their way through downtown Burry, blending in seamlessly with the other pedestrians on the busy streets. They had been given strict orders by their leader, Stefan, to find Jerome's sister and kidnap her. As they walked, they kept their eyes peeled for their target, all the while keeping a low profile to avoid drawing any attention to themselves. Amongst the chaos of the city, it was Mr. Luke who spotted her first. He waited patiently, biding his time as he listened in on Jasmine's phone conversation with her friend. Her voice carried through the bustling street, giving Luke the perfect opportunity to strike. As she turned a corner, Luke pounced on her, catching her off guard as they both struggled in the midst of the crowd. Jasmine's phone fell to the ground, the sound of the conversation fading into the background as the two grappled with each other. From the other side, Jasmine's friend called repeatedly. While
Caspian's heart was racing as he returned to the refuge and was greeted by Stefan, the captain of the team that he had set up and had chosen to call the Refuge Men. Stefan had a look of pride on his face as he informed Caspian, his boss, that they had successfully abducted Jasmine, Jerome's sister. "Baron, I have something to show you," Stefan said. "What is it?" Caspian asked. "We abducted one Jasmine, a sister Jerome of Ottoman's gang." "What have you done?" Caspian asked. "Besides, how did you infiltrated into the ottomans space? The downtown is known to be dangerous." "Baron, we did it for you," Stefan said, a hint of excitement in his voice. "Although you haven't given us a duty or anything, but I as well as the team think it is right to chose what we want to do for you and what we chose altogether is to deal with things you think are too rough for you or things that needed to be done in the right way by your gang." Caspian's shock was palpable. This was exactly what
Jerome and Amir entered the cell where Adam was seated, his hands bound and a look of defiance in his eyes. "Adam," Jerome began, his voice booming in the silent room. "We have come with an offer for you." Adam raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical of their intentions. "And what could the likes of you possibly offer me? You have kept me here for months and you're here with the guts to tell me you have an offer? I doubt you know what you're talking about." "I'd listen if I were you. Cos we are here to discuss your frwesom," Jerome said and walked towards him. "My freedom, or a deal? Make it clear to me,* Adam said. Jerome shared a knowing look with Amir before continuing. "My sister has been taken captive by the DiMarco Empire, led by Baron Caspian. He had approached me twice for your release and I rejected. Now, he has demanded your release in exchange for hers." Adam's eyes widened in surprise at the mention of the DiMarco Empire. "What makes you think I would agree to such a
Caspian sat back in his chair, watching as Don Razor's team ambushed Oliver and took the briefcase of gold. He clenched his fists in frustration, but he knew this was all part of the plan. Duchess Dillion had warned them that the gang was becoming more brazen in their attacks, and it was time to strike back. As soon as the briefcase was taken, Caspian sprang into action. He called Andreas, the head of security, and informed him of the situation. Andreas wasted no time in relaying the message to Rique, the tech expert. The team needed to track down the briefcase before it was too late. Andreas quickly made his way to Caspian's office and delivered the news. "Baron, the briefcase has been taken," he said breathlessly. Caspian nodded, a determined look in his eyes. "Sweet, tell Rique to trace it." "Alright, Baron. I will do that now," Andreas answered. Andreas hurried downstairs to the tech room, where Rique was already barking orders at his team. "I have words from the baron, h
Caspian, the baron of the DiMarco empire, stood at the head of his men, his gaze steady and commanding. The flickering torchlight cast shadows on his chiseled features, emphasizing the determination etched into his expression. The air around them hummed with anticipation as he addressed his loyal soldiers. Before he spoke, he looked down at them men one more time and sighed. He knew it was the first time they would step out and fight and that there might be consequences. "My men," Caspian's voice rang out with authority, cutting through the quiet night air. "Tonight, we embark on a mission of utmost importance. Our success hinges on each and every one of you." His eyes scanned the faces before him, noting the resolute expressions and the fire that burned in their eyes. "We stand on the precipice of greatness," Caspian continued, his voice low and compelling. "The fate of the DiMarco empire rests on our shoulders. We must not falter, we must not fail." His words seemed to ignite a
Caspian stood in the center of the grand hall of the Albert Mansion, with his men of the DiMarco Empire standing behind him. The men of the Albert Hall gang were gathered in front of him, their faces a mixture of fear and uncertainty. "Men of the Albert Hall gang," Caspian began, his voice commanding attention as the men stood with their hands behind them. "It has come to my attention that Don Albert, your former Baron, has gone against me. He has defied the DiMarco Empire by claiming this outpost as his own." Murmurs of disbelief and betrayal rippled through the crowd. Don Albert had always been a strong leader, but now he had crossed a line that could not be forgiven. "We have tolerated his presence here for too long," Caspian continued. "But now, it is time for a change. Rique, step forward." Rique, a loyal member of the DiMarco Empire, stepped forward and bowed before Caspian. Caspian placed a hand on Rique's shoulder and looked out at the crowd of men. "This man here wil