Caspian slept peacefully all through the night with his daughter nestled comfortably on his chest. Even in the middle of the night, when Sonya needed to use the bathroom, Caspian roused himself from his slumber to assist her. He checked on her, making sure she was safe and content before returning to bed. Still, he could tell that he had a night. She was the first thing he checked when he awoke in the morning. The feeling of having his daughter next to him was a fulfillment he knew he might never achieve without the help of the DiMarco empire and he was determined to pay it back. The sun had risen by the time Caspian finished his bath and made his way to the dining area where Sonya was already seated, her face lighting up as she caught sight of her father. “Good morning, sweetheart,” he said and the little girl replied with a grin. As they enjoyed their meal together, Andreas Motta entered the room and bowed respectfully. "Andreas," Caspian greeted him with a warm smile.
“We should sit,” Caspian turned and walked down the hallway where there was a setting of chairs and tables. As he went, he reviewed her face and realized that even her teeth were golden, no wonder she was so obsessed with having more gold.Caspian drew a chair for her and she sat.“A mafia boss, and a gentleman, I see,” she said and Caspian smiled as he walked to the other end of the chair and sat before her.Duchess Dillion leaned back in her chair, her eyes fixed on Caspian. The room was filled with an air of uncertainty as he grappled with his doubts. Finally, unable to ignore them any longer, he gathered himself and broke the silence."Duchess Dillon, I must admit, I have my doubts about this Tomb of Gold," Caspian said, his voice filled with hesitancy.“Baron, doubts are only natural. But trust me when I say that the tomb of Gold is real, and it holds untold riches,” Duchess Dillion answered.Caspian's face remained unconvinced. "But how did you even come to know about it? It a
When Monica came in, she lowered her head and muttered, “Baron, you called for me.”“Yes, I did,” Caspian said and stood from where he stood and walked close to her. Then he checked the door to be sure that no one was there to listen and he returned to the table, sat on it and then turned to face Monica. “I want to talk to you about something.”“What is that, Baron?” Monica asked.“About this household. With the time that you have spent here, what can you say about the safety and danger that comes with it?” Caspian asked.Monica hesitated for a moment before responding, "I've seen things in that household, things you wouldn't believe. The power and control they have, it's terrifying. But at the same time, there's a sense of loyalty and family that runs deep within them. It's a twisted world, and this is all that comes with it but it's all they've ever known."Caspian nodded, a pensive expression on his face. "I know it can be hard at times and this is why I some troubles lately lettin
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