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
After immersing himself in the gang's financial records and familiarizing himself with the ongoing deals, Rique felt a sense of responsibility weighing heavily on his shoulders. He signed and clenched his jaw, knowing quite well that there was a lot to do as the outpost head of the outpost. Sitting above everything and everyone, also as the head of an outpost, he wondered, "So this is what all barons face..." As the newly appointed leader of the gang, he knew that it was crucial to take decisive actions to ensure the organization's financial stability and growth. Turning to Jason, the seasoned second-in-command who had served under the venerable Albert, the ex-baron, and Sanchez, the trusted individual Rique had chosen as his second-in-command, Rique called for a meeting to discuss their collective strategy for pushing the gang forward in terms of finance. The three men gathered in a dimly lit room, the weight of their combined responsibilities palpable in the air. Rique, a calc
Duchess Dillion approached her husband, Caspian as he sat in his study, the weight of the recent events evident in his eyes. The air in the room was tense with unspoken words as she took a seat opposite him, her expression serious and determined. "I know that we haven't and that we won't consummate our marriage," Duchess began, her voice steady despite the gravity of her words. Caspian immediately lifted his head. A part of him was shocked, and a part of him was kind of happy. "I know all you wanted was to go after the tomb of gold, and I understand." She paused for a moment, gathering her thoughts before continuing. "But I have to admit, I feel something for you, Caspian." Caspian looked at her, surprise flickering in his gaze. He had never expected such honesty from her. "Duchess Dillion, I-" he began, but she held up a hand, silencing him. "I know we both had our reasons for this marriage," she said softly. "But there's more to it now, isn't there? I can't deny what I feel f
Baron Caspian of the DiMarco Empire stood at the entrance of the completed tunnel, staring into the darkness ahead. They have created the tunnel leading to the Tomb of Gold and now the mission and the timing as well as all they needed was set. The mission to locate the Tomb of Gold and retrieve its treasure had become more than just a quest—it was now a matter of the empire's survival. Duchess Dillion, his strategic and courageous partner, stood beside him, her eyes reflecting the determination that burned within her. "We've come a long way, my love," Caspian said, turning to Dillion. "But the real challenge lies ahead of us now. And we can't turn back now." Dillon nodded, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword. "The fate of our empire rests on our success in securing the treasure within the Tomb of Gold. We must not falter now." Andreas, Caspian's loyal right-hand man, approached them with unwavering support. "We have prepared for this moment, my lord. The tunnel is ready,