Enzo was chained to the cold stone floor of a dirty warehouse, and his body hurt from the harsh questioning. The bright lights above him made shadows on his bruised face, and every time he moved, pain shot through his arms and legs. Luca Moretti's men had caught him, and now he was a prisoner, nothing more than a symbol to be shown off to the city.The door to his cell creaked open, and Luca Moretti walked in, his cold, calculating eyes locked on Enzo. Every step Luca took showed that he was used to being in charge."You look... uncomfortable, Ghost," Luca said in a voice that sounded like a snake's hiss, reminding Ghost of how powerful he was. "But it's nothing compared to what you've done to this city." You thought you had the throne, but now it's mine.Enzo clenched his teeth and didn't show any signs of weakness. "You won't break me, Luca," he said through gritted teeth, but his voice was hoarse and shaky from being tired and in pain.Luca smiled in a dark way and bent down to loo

Enzo's hand was on the cold metal of the barrel, and his breath came in short, sharp bursts. The warehouse was dark and smelt like smoke and stress. He stared at Bianca Rourke, whose face was cold and her eyes were hard as ice. There was no denying how serious the situation was.Bianca moved slowly towards him, and the silence between them was full of unspoken words. She used to be the woman he trusted the most, but now she is one of his biggest enemies. He had hoped to change her mind, thinking that she might be the only person in Havencroft who would get him. But she had made a choice, just like he had.Bianca said, "You've fallen far, Ghost." Her voice was steady, but there was something darker behind it. "Did you really think this city would let you win?"Enzo didn't move. He kept looking at her. "You are wrong, Bianca. I didn't fall. "I'm the one who's still standing."Her lips curled into a sarcastic smile. “Standing on the back of everyone you’ve betrayed.” Enzo’s hand tighten

The dark streets of Havencroft were quiet as the cold wind blew through them, hiding the chaos that was going on below. The fight for control was no longer just a threat; it was happening right now, destroying the city from the inside out. Enzo stood in the middle of it all, watching as flames licked the edges of buildings far away and the thick smoke rose to meet the night sky."Everything's on the line now," he said under his breath, feeling the weight of his choice. His hands were clenched at his sides, and his body still hurt from the fights that had come before. The city he used to call home was now a war zone, and it was getting harder to tell where he stood.The sound of footsteps behind him told him Serena had arrived. He was used to the weight on his chest and her presence."We're running out of time," she said quietly, her voice calm but worried. She walked over to Enzo, who was standing next to her at the edge of the roof. "Now is the time to act, or it's all over."Enzo's

Enzo had fought hard to build a great empire, but now it was falling apart right in front of him. The city that had once bowed to his power was now in chaos, with people fighting over who would own it. Carmela Santillo and Luca Moretti were closing in on him from all sides, and Enzo could feel his grip on Havencroft slipping with every hour that passed.He stood in the middle of his war room, looking at the maps that covered the walls. The maps didn't show an advantage anymore. His troops were spread out, and he didn't have many friends. Enzo felt like he was making a last-ditch effort with every decision, but he knew he had no choice. He had to do something right away, before he lost everything he had worked for.Serena Voss stood next to him with her arms crossed and a cold, calculating look on her face. She said, "It's time to stop waiting," her voice steady but full of need. "We need to hit them before they hit us."Enzo turned to look at her, and his eyes narrowed. "I'm not sure

The sound of footsteps echoed through the empty streets of Havencroft as Enzo Dalca walked alone, his mind heavy with the weight of victory. The city around him was in ruins, with burnt buildings, broken glass, and the remains of a war that had torn it apart. He was at the top of his power, but it didn't make him happy. He had fought for the empire, but at what cost?Enzo stopped and looked out over the ruined land. The city that used to be proud was now a shadow of itself, just like him. The man who started this fight was long gone. He had been replaced by someone who had been hurt, betrayed, and killed."Do you ever think about whether it was worth it?""Serena's voice broke the silence. She stood a few steps behind him, her presence as cold and calculating as always.Enzo turned to look at her, but his face was blank. "Does it matter?" "What's done is done."She moved closer and looked around the room. "Yes, you won." But what have you really gained? This is the result of everything