2025-05-22 04:33:37Just as the two burly guards began to step forward, Antonio didn’t flinch.
Clearly, they had no idea who he was. If they did, they’d be bowing, not barking. He casually extended a hand, stopping the guards. Clara watched with a mocking smile, but to her surprise, the guards actually froze in place. “What the hell...?” Clara frowned slightly. What she didn’t realize was that, in that brief moment, a powerful aura had erupted from the man, so overwhelming that the guards didn’t dare to disobey. Calmly, Antonio turned to Clara again. “You’d better contact your general manager right away,” Antonio said. “If I’m the one who ends up calling her, it might be too late. And that won’t be good for you.” Clara arched a brow and a faint smirk tugged at her lips. The audacity! A man dressed like that, still insisting on seeing her boss? She didn’t know who he was, but she was sure of one thing. He couldn’t be much different from the drifters she passed on her way to work. "Hilarious! Who do you think you are?!" Clara said, staring at Antonio as if he were a lunatic. Antonio took a step forward, unbothered. “Antonio. Just tell her my name. She’ll want to hear that.” Upon hearing the name "Antonio", Clara was surprised. That name rang a bell. She remembered that her cousin, Harry, had once mentioned the name “Antonio” to her. She tried to take a closer look at Antonio. Wasn’t he the husband of Elaine, the rich woman Harry was always talking about? Harry had mentioned that she could give him a ton of money and help his whole family live the good life again—except for one small problem: her husband. Oh, right, the guy standing in front of him now. "Antonio. Oh. You. " Clara sneered. Now it clicked. Clara gave Antonio another once-over, from head to toe, barely hiding her amusement. No idea what Harry’s so worried about. How could Antonio be even a problem. Hell, he wasn’t even in the same league as Harry. Not even close. “For god’s sake! I don’t know how a woman like Elaine puts up with trash like you.” “But hey, it won’t be long now. My cousin’s coming back! Elaine’s gonna drop you the moment she sees what a real man looks like.” “Your cousin? Harry?” Antonio raised an eyebrow. The realization clicked into place. He’d heard Harry had a cousin. It looked like entitlement ran in the family. Clara flashed a sly grin. “Damn right. Harry’s my cousin.” “Oh, and just so you know, he’s about to close a massive deal with Bellagio Group.” “Once that’s done, he’ll be soaring to the top, so am I… while you languish in that pathetic hole you came from.” Hearing this, Antonio let out a cold chuckle. “You’re awfully confident in Harry, right?” Antonio said, tilting his head slightly. “Are you sure he can secure this partnership?” Who else can? You? ” Clara scoffed, “You’re not even worthy of wiping your face with the rugs in this place.” How could she even know, Antonio held the final say in Bellagio Group’s affairs. She only spoke so boldly about a deal he alone had the power to approve. “Interesting,” Antonio murmured with a smirk, “Let’s see how he secures the contract, and how you soar to the top.” “I just have a piece of advice to you: Better watch your mouth.” “Keep talking recklessly, and you might find yourself out of your job.” Clara’s smile vanished. “Are you threatening me?” Antonio didn’t flinch. “I don’t make threats. I state facts.” “You just don’t know when to quit, do you?” Clara smacked her lips in annoyance, then turned and shouted at the security guards who had already gathered. “Hey! Get this clown out of here,” she snapped. “This worthless pest is disrupting the peace and dignity of this company!” More guards arrived on the scene, eyed Antonio with clear disdain. None of them recognized Antonio. Why would they? He’d always kept a low profile, handling company matters remotely through emails and calls, never setting foot in the building. The guards were about to grab Antonio by the arms when his phone rang. Unfazed, Antonio reached into his pocket and calmly answered the call. “Antonio, you're late! Where are you?” A familiar female voice came through the speaker. Professional, yet laced with a playful edge that made Antonio’s lips curl into a faint smile. “I’m downstairs,” Antonio replied in his usual composed tone. “The receptionist won’t let me up.” “What?... Don't worry, I’ll be right there.” Antonio ended the call, slipping his phone back into his pocket as if nothing had happened. Clara scoffed loudly. “Wow. Really? Are you faking a call? Who were you pretending to talk to?” Antonio slid his hands into his pockets, glancing at her sideways, and then he said flatly, “The CEO of Bellagio Group.” At this, Clara burst into loud laughter. “The CEO of Bellagio Group?? Do you even know who she is?!” She turned to the security guards. “Guys, did you hear that? He says he's talking to the CEO of Bellagio Group?!” “Oh my god, he shouldn’t just be kicked out. This guy has delusions! He should be sent straight to a mental hospital!” The security guards laughed along with her. Clara waved her hand impatiently. "Just get this trash out of here as soon as possible, before he causes more trouble." Just as the guards were about to push Antonio out, the clicking of high heels echoed through the lobby. A woman entered—tall, poised, and breathtakingly elegant. She was dressed in an impeccable navy-blue suit with her long, dark hair flowing smoothly down her back. Her sharp, captivating features carried an air of authority that made everyone instinctively straighten up. The woman was Cynthia Morris, the CEO of Bellagio Group!
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“Antonio,” Liora’s mother said, “thank you for taking my call.”“Good afternoon, ma’am,” Antonio replied. His tone was courteous, as always—measured, respectful, giving nothing away.She inhaled quietly before speaking again. “I will come straight to the point. All this while, as a family, we have been waiting for your feedback concerning your relationship with Liora. You know how much this means to her—and to us.”Antonio said nothing, allowing her to continue.“We believe it is time to be formal about things,” she added. “Not rushed, not dramatic. Just formal. We would like to invite you for a brief family get-together this weekend. Nothing elaborate. We simply want to hear your final response—clearly and directly.”There it was. The moment she had rehearsed over and over again.On the other end of the line, Antonio stood by his office desk, one hand resting against the wood as his gaze drifted toward the window. The city beyond looked deceptively calm. In his mind, however, things
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Antonio’s eyes, sharp and unwavering, scanned the trembling Bell Mill Gang member who dared to look him in the eye. The man had the arrogance to ask questions, to challenge him, but Antonio didn’t even flinch. Instead, he simply shook his head with a faint, almost imperceptible smile and said, “Figure out who I am yourself.” His voice carried a weight that made the room itself feel heavier, suffocating. The tone was final. There was no invitation for debate, no room for bargaining, no second chances.The gang member froze, his jaw tightening as if trying to swallow the words, but no sound escaped him. His eyes darted around the room nervously. He saw the scattered forms of the Dead of Hore lying motionless, a grim reminder of the power he had just witnessed—and the terrifying inevitability of Antonio’s supremacy. His heart pounded in his chest, and beads of sweat formed along his temples. He tried to speak, tried to rationalize the situation, but the words seemed to choke him before t
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As soon as Antonio rose fully to his feet, the air in the room shifted in a way that could not be explained by reason alone. Their attacks had been relentless.They had pressed him down from all sides, crushing his balance, draining his strength, clawing at his resolve until his legs had buckled and his body had struck the cold floor of the room. To the Bell Mill Gang, that moment had looked like the end. They had watched him fall and believed, without question, that the Dead of Hore had finally claimed another victim.But that collapse had not been defeat.It had been a passage.As Antonio stood upright now, his movements were unhurried and deliberate. His eyes no longer reflected exhaustion or strain.His breathing was steady and even, and his posture was firm, balanced, and grounded. Whatever weakness the gang had celebrated moments ago was gone, erased as completely as if it had never existed.The Dead of Hore sensed the change immediately.Their furious, spiraling movements
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The moment the ghostly figures fully surrounded him, Antonio remained still.The Dead of Hore hovered in the air like fragments of a broken world. Their eyes burned with ancient resentment, filled with the accumulated fury of countless forgotten deaths. The room seemed to shrink under their presence.The air thickened, pressing against Antonio’s chest, his thoughts, his very breath. Every instinct screamed that this was a force meant to crush, to dominate, and to erase.Yet even then, Antonio did not flinch.The Bell Mill Gang watched closely from the edges of the room, their weapons lowered but their attention sharp. This was the moment they had been waiting for.They expected fear. They expected panic. They expected the confident man who had dismantled their fighters moments earlier to finally break.But Antonio’s face remained calm and his expression unreadable, as though he were staring at ordinary men rather than beings rumored to have ended countless lives without mercy. His
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Within a short while, the night around Antonio’s residence shifted in a way that could not be explained by ordinary senses. The air itself seemed to tighten, as though the atmosphere were holding its breath. The wind crept through the trees with a colder edge, brushing against the walls of the compound in slow, whispering currents. The Bell Mill Gang completed their final preparations. Each man moved with practiced precision, their actions quiet and efficient, refined by years of dangerous operations carried out under cover of night. There was no wasted motion, no unnecessary exchange of words. They checked their gear one last time, adjusted their positions, and signaled to one another with subtle gestures. Every step had already been rehearsed in their minds long before this night arrived.Their entry into the compound was swift and nearly invisible. A fence was breached without sound. Locks were bypassed with tools that left no trace. Alarms were neutralized before they could
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Within a short while, Hanson sent Antonio’s full name first, followed by aliases he was rumored to have used in certain circles. Known residences followed—current, former, and suspected safe locations. Hanson included habitual routes Antonio traveled, noting which roads he favored and which he avoided. He detailed the security layout of Antonio’s primary residence, marking camera placements, blind spots, guard rotations, and response times. Even the pattern of visitors to Antonio’s house was included—who came often, who stayed late, who appeared only once and never again.Hanson left nothing out.If this operation was to succeed, it would not be because of chance or luck. It would succeed because every possible advantage had been handed over with ruthless honesty. He understood the underworld’s methods well enough to know that incomplete information was a liability. Precision was currency in their world, and Hanson had paid in full.When he finished sending the final packet, he p
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