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After the honor the Minister of Foreign Affairs had given him — the lavish reception, the two luxury cars, the mansion, and the unexpected title of CEO — this moment should have filled him with pride, he walked through the main entrance.The building was magnificent — the kind of place that smelled of wealth, authority, and hidden secrets. Employees moved briskly, heads lowered in respect, whispering softly among themselves.Then, from across the hall, a familiar face appeared — one Antonio wished he would never have to see again.Alder.Alder was dressed in his usual crisp suit, his expression sharpened with arrogance. His thin lips curved into a sneer as his cold eyes scanned Antonio from head to toe.“Well, well, well,” Alder drawled, his voice dripping with mockery. “If it isn’t the man of the hour — the so-called genius everyone’s been talking about.” He folded his arms. “Tell me, Antonio, what’s a lowlife like you doing in a place like this?”Antonio paused for a moment, meetin
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Soldiers in crisp uniforms stood at attention on both sides of the gate as Antonio’s car slowed to a halt.The moment he stepped out, the guards saluted him sharply, and the villa’s chief aide approached with a deep bow.“Mr. Antonio Morris,” the aide said respectfully, “the Minister has been expecting you. Please, come this way.”Antonio adjusted his suit jacket as he followed the aide through the long corridor which was lined with portraits of foreign dignitaries and glass displays holding awards and medals. They arrived at a massive double-door entrance that opened automatically to reveal a stunning hall. A table stretched from one end of the room to the other.Several high-ranking officials stood in the background, their eyes filled with admiration as they watched Antonio enter.“Ah, Mr Morris!” came a deep, commanding voice from the far end of the room. The Minister of Foreign Affairs, a man in his late fifties with silver hair and a dignified smile, rose from his seat. He wa
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Antonio’s fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and yet he restrained himself from striking anything nearby. He turned to Charles whose face remained carefully neutral.“Charles, I need the truth. If you supervised every meal, every drink, every detail for my father… then how is this even possible? Who is still behind this?” Antonio's voice was low and deadly calm.Charles took a slow, deliberate breath, choosing his words carefully. “Sir… I did everything I could to protect him, I swear. The poison… I don’t know how it reached him. Perhaps it’s external. Someone is clever… someone who knows our movements. I cannot fathom it, sir. I am sorry.”Antonio’s eyes narrowed. He wasn’t satisfied. Not even close. But he understood something important in that moment—he couldn’t argue, couldn’t debate, and couldn’t act recklessly. His father lay weakly in the bed. Any outburst and any loss of control, could be the last thing he witnessed before death fully claimed him.
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Antonio’s phone rang.When he answered, a frail, broken voice came through the line.“Antonio.”He froze.“Father? What’s wrong? You sound—”“Son,” the old man cut in with his voice trembling between coughs, “you need to come home… I have something to tell you… before I go.”The words sent a chill down Antonio’s spine. His heart began to pound violently against his ribs. “Go? What do you mean? Don’t say that, Father.”But the voice on the other end was faint and strained. “I’m not sure I have much time left, Antonio. There are things… things I must tell you. You must know them before it’s too late.”Before Antonio could ask another question, the line went dead.He stood there motionless for a few seconds, the phone pressed tightly to his ear. The storm in his mind—Blackthorn, the underworld war, and the deaths of his men—suddenly seemed distant compared to the fear clawing at his chest. His father had always been a strong man, sharp and calculating even in old age. For him to spe
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Seeing the group of heavily armed men standing in the darkness beyond. Navarro whispered, raising his gun.“Who the hell are these?” Their faces were masked with their bodies covered in black tactical armor.One of Antonio’s men answered in a shaky voice, “Boss… they’re from the Northern Syndicate. The ones who call themselves The Iron Wolves.”Antonio’s jaw clenched. The Iron Wolves—an underworld faction feared for their brutality, known to deal in weapons, drugs, and high-profile assassinations. They were far more dangerous than Blackthorn’s men. And if they were here, then it meant one thing: Blackthorn had called them in.“Blackthorn!” Antonio shouted into the hole. His voice echoed into the night. “Show yourself!”A mocking laugh echoed back. Then a familiar voice answered—a dark, gleeful snarl.“You locked me in a cage! Did you think I wouldn’t find a way out?”And then, out of the shadows, Blackthorn appeared. His massive figure filled the broken wall, his hair wild, eyes gl
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The night was thick with fog as Antonio’s car sped down the narrow road leading to the house. Antonio could already hear the chaos even before the car halted. The sound of furious banging, shouts, and violent thuds echoed from within the building, shaking the night air.He slammed the car door shut and stormed toward the entrance with his coat flaring behind him like a black flame. “What the hell is going on here?” he barked.Two of his men rushed forward to meet him.“Sir—he’s gone mad again,” one stammered. “We tried to restrain him, but—”“But what?” Antonio cut in sharply. “Didn’t I give specific orders that his hands and feet were to be tied down at all times?”“Yes, sir, but the ropes… they didn’t hold. We don’t know how, but he must’ve gotten something sharp. He’s been hitting the walls and breaking things—”A violent crash erupted from within the house, followed by a guttural scream that made even the most hardened guards flinch.Antonio’s eyes narrowed and his patience sn
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