Underestimated Retribution

Chapter 139: THE OPPOSING TEAM

The Splendid bar was filled to the brim when Mark Darius entered, flanked by his two most trusted guards. Terry was on his left and Sergei on his right. Easing himself into the VIP section of the bar, he tapped his foot comfortably to the music that filled the room.

The VIP section was probably a madhouse at night. He knew that because of the poles he saw which meant they had strippers, and because of the strong smell of weed which was still in the air. Probably, the previous night had been something of a party bash, he thought to himself.

He ordered a cold beer for himself and one for Terry, then smiled as Sergei ordered a bottle of water instead. He smiled at the chief of his guards, knowing that the man was never beating the allegations. He was never going to drink beer, no matter the kind of pressure that came with it.

Maybe in his next life, Mark Darius found himself wishing, maybe in his next life he wanted to be like Sergei, a strong old man that ate only fruits, meat and