Javad de Venta woke up with a start and sit up immediately. His eyes went straight to the entrance and he saw the door open. A frown appears on his face and he stood up gently. He slowly put on his Boots and went ahead to lock the door. He is confused because he remembers vividly well that he had shut the door before going to bed. He steps out gently to gaze ahead for some time. The hall is eerily silent and the fort is the same. It was a wee hour, way into midnight and everyone has gone to bed. Javad shrugged his shoulder and made to reenter his room but then heard the soft Footsteps from ahead. He grew curious and he headed to the sound, which was coming from his office. He felt the strange aura swirling around. It seems only him could feel it. He tries not to be superstitious but it's there. Javad slowly pushed open the door to his office and there he saw the chair rolling gently. It was as though someone has been there, sat on it, and then left just abruptly. He walks in
Javad de Venta Marched into his fort after alighting from the car. He is aware of his people on the balcony. He mounts the spiral staircase and appears in the hall. Silently he headed into his room. He passed through his people who stood together in silence, waiting for his reaction. All of a sudden he stopped and whirled around to stare at no one in particular. Javad folded his hands on his chest and asked gently. " Who is in charge of the fort? The Butler, sort of " Murmur arouses at this and he waited patiently for Sima to walk out in somewhat fear. When Javad saw her walk forward he frown slightly and then ask." Aunty you were in charge of the fort, right? " " Yes Javad " The older woman with a beautiful face replied. " When we arrived yesterday I coordinated the maids, making them clean the nook and cranny of the fort " At this, Javad scoffed silently and mutters. " Maids? Who are the maids? " " I mean the de Ventas. The Younger ones " " You told them to clean the no
Sebastian's laughter shook the four walls of the house and his men kept a safe distance. He was at the bar, seated with Esteban Montero and they were both having a drink over the discussion that of course has to do with Javad de Venta. " That is surely a way to go Esteban " Sebastian mutters as he took a sip from his glass cup. " Javad has to die " " Yeah. I will make that happen. The bomb will surely go off in a moment. You just watch. It's been hours now " " Yeah. I can't wait to hear it from the news, you know " Esteban took another sip and then let out a sigh. Sebastian focuses on him because he seem so serious. " Sebastian you promised to make me the consigliere once the fort is being blasted up and you rise to the throne, right? " " Of course my dear friend " He replied slyly. " You are better than Cassius, the best. De Venta did you bad? why did he have to cast you out just because you made a little mistake by firing the best friend of his carpo? " " You can say that aga
Javad enters the living room as gracefully as always. His eyes are devoid of expression. His wavy hair jumbled. His eyes laid on Esteban and at once the mixture feelings of anger and sadness overwhelmed his heart. Angry at Esteban that he dare try to murder him and sad that he will have to break Cassius's heart this time. Frezno had made Esteban goes on his knees before the boss. Javad took his sit gently on the couch. The de Ventas, some of them were in the living room to see what will happen. Of course, Sima also was there. She had vowed to make sure everyone that did bad will be punished just as she had. " Javad! Javad!! Oh thank goodness you ... " Frezno punched Esteban so hard, stopping him from finishing his words. Javad had to look away when blood began to trickle from Esteban's lips. He looks so much like Cassius, Since they are twins. His face made Javad think he is hurting his friend. " It is Boss or Don! How dare you address him by his first name! " The carpo thund
Cassius gulped down another shot and then set down the glass cup. He looks around the noisy bar and sighs sadly. The sky has darkened and it has been a very rough day for him. Javad de Venta won't speak with him. He won't listen to his plea. The agonizing cry from his brother had compelled Cassius to evacuate the fort so early. He had returned to his house and drowned himself in thought on how to save his twins brother but all his ideas were just so lame. At last, Cassius gave up and then visit the noisy bar to clear up his sorrow but the alcohol wasn't doing much job on that part. " Should I bring another sir? " The waiter behind the counter asked but Cassius shook his head in the negative.No matter what happens he is still the consigliere of de Venta, the whole Mafia organization. He has to keep his dignity intact. It would be nasty and disgraceful if he gets drunk. " Give us two more " The voice of Sebastian said to the waiter and the latter obeys. Upon seeing the face of
Javad de Venta sat on his bed that late night. He couldn't sleep. He hasn't had a good night's sleep ever since he returns to the Fort. He felt something ominous going on in the fort. He felt the presence of someone invisible. He decided to wave it away and go to sleep. Javad laid down on his bed and was about to drape over himself the bed coverlet when he overheard the footsteps.Slowly he pulled away from the bed and headed out. This time he didn't put on his boots. He wish to catch the intruder that night. Swiftly he busted into the hall but saw just at the nick of time the intruder taking a turn. Javad ran after it immediately. He also took the turn and followed the repeated footsteps All of a sudden the sounds stop and he did as well. Slowly he looks around to see he is in the dusty hall that leads to the underground tomb.Cold air swirled around, splashing over his face harshly and he set his jaw against the weird feelings. Javad now took his steps cautiously. He headed to
Javad quickly frowns at the response from Vida. " Why won't the keys to the underground tomb be among others? " He asked her. " I can't Guess Javad. Cassius might know " At that moment Frezno who was heading to Javad's room stopped before the entrance when he saw him with Vida. " Boss? Anahita from Chen's clan will like to see you " He said from the entrance and Javad nodded. " Bring her to the main living room uncle" He left Vida's living room and walk through to the main room. The living room is mean everyone in the de Ventas. There he saw Miran seated on one of the couches watching the TV. He was surprised to see others still awake as well. When the de Ventas saw him they quickly make an excuse and left the living room at once. Only Miran remains and one could tell she feel antsy with Javad's presence. Anahita finally walks into the living room with her white hair glittering. " Boss I would like to have a conversation with you in private and it's urgent " She was quick t
The knock woke Javad de Venta up from his one-hour sleep. He fluttered open his eyes and sat up. " Who's it? " He asked gently and the pleasant voice of Miran came through. " It's Miran " " Come in " He replied smoothly as he buried his face into the hollow of his palm. The previous night after Cassius and Anahita leave has been very unpleasant. Miran walk into the room and stood just a few steps away to say. " Javad the carpo had provided the cars for transportation. I just feel you should know before I leave for work "He looks up gently to stare at her. A beautiful lady is she. Miran dressed smartly as a professional lady and Javad couldn't help but nod in acknowledgment. " You can go. The coast is clear now. You will be safe " Miran didn't reply. Instead, her eyes went wide open and she mutters in fear. " Javad... Javad you are bleeding " The Mafia Don felt the blood oozing out from his nostrils. This took him by surprise and he tilted his head backward to hold it in."