Antonio moved like a phantom. He ducked under the first attacker’s blow, grabbed him by the arm, and used him as a shield as two blades from another attacker pierced their comrade instead. With a pivot and a kick, Antonio launched two others backward into the wall. The fourth man tried to strangle him from behind, but Antonio bent low, flipped the man over his shoulders, and stomped on his chest hard enough to break ribs.The last man hesitated—and that second of hesitation was all Antonio needed. He surged forward, palm striking the man’s chest and sending him sprawling.Only Robert Adams remained standing now, trembling with fury and disbelief."Who are you?!” Robert asked, with a shaking voice.Antonio stepped closer, slowly. “I’m the one you should have never crossed.”“I don’t care who you are. You’ll never get away with this!"Robert reached for a pistol at his side, but before his hand could close around it, Antonio was already there. With a punch to the gut, and an upward

The following evening, they arrived at the venue—a stunning ballroom located at the top floor of Gelrith’s most luxurious hotel. Golden chandeliers dangled from the ceiling, casting warm light over the marbled floors. Classical music floated in the background, and elegantly dressed guests moved about with champagne flutes in hand. Executives, CEOs, entrepreneurs—all the elite minds of the business world—mingled and laughed, draped in designer clothes and sparkling jewelry.Cynthia was radiant in a navy-blue gown that hugged her figure gracefully. Antonio, sharp in a tailored black tuxedo, walked beside her. They turned heads as they entered the ballroom.As they moved toward a table near the center, a voice called out.“Cynthia!”They both turned. A young man in a sleek grey suit walked briskly toward them, flashing a charming smile. His eyes sparkled as he looked at Cynthia.“Cynthia, my queen. You have no idea how much I’ve missed you,” he said, taking her hand. “I tried eve

The room was still buzzing with Cynthia’s furious outburst when Antonio gently reached out and took her arm.“Cynthia,” he said softly, “don’t worry. Let me handle this.”She turned to him, her eyes wide with disbelief. “Handle it? Antonio, did you hear what that creep just said? You can't just—”He cut her off gently. “Trust me,” he whispered. “This is my battle. Just watch, like I asked you to.”Then Antonio turned away from her and faced Ryder, his expression unreadable.“I agree,” Antonio said, his voice calm and firm. “To everything you said. I accept the deal, including Cynthia becoming yours if I lose.”“What?!” Cynthia’s voice rose in a pitch of pure rage. “Antonio, are you out of your mind?!”Murmurs erupted throughout the hall again, guests exchanging stunned glances, gasping, or shaking their heads in disbelief.“Are you serious right now?” Cynthia hissed, stepping closer to him. “So if you lose, I’m just supposed to smile and pretend to be Ryder’s little prize? That’s

The event had only just ended, but the echoes of excitement still lingered in the air. People clustered in small groups, buzzing about what had transpired. Antonio had left everyone speechless at the conference—not just with his impressive gameplay, but with his sharp wit, confidence, and compelling business speeches. While posing as a representative of Bellagio Group, he delivered presentations that commanded attention and respect.Whispers of admiration followed him like a shadow, and several individuals were subtly trying to close in on him—investors, company reps, even journalists—eager to know more about the man who had upended the night’s expectations.Antonio moved swiftly through the crowd with Cynthia by his side, her hand looped through his arm. They made their way toward the parking lot, hoping to avoid the growing curiosity that trailed them. But just as they approached their car, a voice rang out from behind.“Antonio!”The voice was clear, smooth, and unmistakably f

Within minutes, Harry stepped into the sleek glass atrium of Green Deal Solutions. The atmosphere buzzed with urgency—technicians hustled between labs, and delivery drones buzzed above the central logistics bay. Harry made his way through the automated security gate, tapping his access credentials on the touchpad, and strode straight toward the executive wing.Elaine's office was at the far end—minimalist, modern, filled with floating screen panels and a smartboard constantly syncing with live analytics. But as Harry entered, he found Elaine in a hurry, rapidly flipping through files and swiping across a holographic tablet.“Elaine,” he called.She looked up, flustered, brushing strands of hair from her face. “Harry! You’re here, but I’m sorry—I can’t talk now.”“I won’t take your time,” he said, stepping in further.Elaine gave him a rushed nod. “It’s our latest strategic implementation with Ardent Core Innovations. I’m coordinating the sensor grid installation at their cloud ar