The moment Doris drove off to work, Dennis stepped out of the apartment building to head toward the local market. Walking down the sidewalk, he couldn't help but smile to himself. He was known across the underworld as the God of War, a living legend who commanded fear and respect across entire continents. Yet here he was today, carrying a simple grocery list to restock his kitchen while his wife went off to her office job. The contrast of his double life was almost amusing.He was still chuckling softly under his breath when his eyes caught a familiar sight across the crowded square. Danielle and her husband, Daniel, were standing near a fruit stand. Dennis's relaxed expression instantly darkened, his sharp instincts kicking in.Before Daniel could return from paying a vendor a few feet away, a slickly dressed young man stepped directly up to Danielle, blocking her path."Hi," the young man said smoothly, leaning in close with an arrogant grin. "I couldn't help but fall in love with

Everyone in the grand dining hall froze in absolute shock. Gasps echoed across the banquet tables as the guests recoiled in horror, especially Danielle and Daniel, who instantly recognised the arrogant young man from the market."How did he find us?" Danielle whispered under her breath, her face turning as pale as chalk. "Doesn't he know when to quit?"Without anyone saying a word, every guest in the room knew things were about to turn extremely bloody. In that terrifying moment, Daniel and Danielle desperately wished the mysterious masked figure from earlier would drop from the ceiling to save them once again.Sitting quietly in the corner, Dennis spotted the bandaged young man stepping into the room. His jaw tightened instantly, and a dark curse slipped under his breath. He had dealt with these fools a few hours ago, and now they had dragged a whole mob directly into the restaurant in front of his wife.An elderly man, Chief Luke, stepped forward from the pack of thugs. He carried a

The following morning, Dennis sat at the kitchen counter, an iPad resting flat in front of him. On the screen, Peter’s serious face appeared over a video line."Commander, we tracked down the exact location," Peter said with a steady voice. "Dickson Blackwell had his personal guards bury Jason’s body deep in the woods near the old industrial district. They covered their tracks, but our drones caught every detail."Dennis listened quietly, his eyes dark and unreadable. "And what about Terry Quinn?""Terry is still completely in the dark," Peter replied. "He thinks his son simply ran off after a disagreement. He’s growing impatient and has ordered all his syndicate scouts to be on high alert across the city looking for him."Suddenly, there was a subtle knock on the door, and the speaker picked up the faint sound."Are you expecting anyone?" Peter asked, pausing mid-sentence."No," Dennis replied calmly.Without another word, he disconnected the video feed, powered down the iPad, and sl

The silence in the living room stretched thin as Doris stared at her aunt, her expression shifting from absolute shock to deep concern. Aunt Ella's face instantly crumpled into a tearful grimace, and she let out a pitiful sob, dabbing the corners of her eyes with a tissue she had been holding since she left the room."Oh, Doris, my poor child!" Aunt Ella wailed. "You have no idea what I've been through, i was completely forced out of my own apartment. The building had terrible maintenance issues, pipes bursting, ceilings collapsing, power outages. It wasn't safe for a woman my age to stay there another second!"Doris rushed over, sitting on the edge of the sofa and placing a comforting hand on her aunt's shoulder. "Aunt Ella, calm down. Why didn't you call me earlier?""I was too embarrassed, darling," Ella sniffled, casting a quick, venomous glance toward Dennis. "I had nowhere else to turn, my son is in another city with his family, you're the only person I can run to, You're my si

That morning at Zion Hill City, Diamond Villa, when Doris stepped out into the parking lot to leave for her office, her jaw dropped in disbelief. Her car was gone.Panicking, she checked her phone, only to find a brief text from Aunt Ella sent twenty minutes earlier “Borrowed your car to run a quick errand, don’t worry about it!”To make matters worse, Doris had already handed Aunt Ella a crisp stack of cash totalling five thousand dollars before stepping into the bathroom that morning, money she had gathered together from her personal savings just to give her late mother’s sister some breathing room. Doris was stranded in her own driveway; she was forced to hail a cab just to make it to her morning executive meeting on time.Standing by the living room window, Dennis watched the cab pull away, his eyes cold and dark. He pulled out his phone and dialled Aunt Ella’s number. The line rang until it hit voicemail. He dialled again, but she instantly rejected the call.Dennis’s jaw tigh