BORN TO BE A MAN,FORCED TO BE A GANGSTER

CHAPTER 2

A SILIENT DEAL

The city talked about Griffin the man everyone feared. But another name was spreading quietly underground, one that didn’t bring blood but darkness to screens and empires falling overnight.

Her name was Selene.

She didn’t rule the streets. She ruled the wires.

While Griffin broke bones, Selene broke codes. Gangs hid behind guns, but She was a ghost in the digital world, hacking into systems and uncovering secrets without being seen. but when she struck, entire crews were left broke and betrayed by their secrets.

The night Griffin crushed the Wolves, Selene was already watching from her dark room full of glowing screens. Every scream, every death, every move of Griffin’s men was data to her.

And she wondered what kind of man builds a kingdom with blood while the world burns?

She wasn’t scared or impressed. She was curious.

Days later, when the Black Vultures tried to fight Griffin, it wasn’t his fists that beat them first it was Selene’s fingers. She emptied their accounts before they could even get their guns out. By the time Griffin arrived, the Vultures were already broken.

That’s when their worlds collided.

Griffin walked into the Vultures’ hideout expecting a fight but found chaos. Men screamed over lost money, their leader crushed by shame. On a screen flickering on the wall was one letter:

S.

“Her signature, Her threat”

Griffin narrowed his eyes. He didn’t know who she was yet, but he felt deep inside that a ghost had entered his game.

And ghosts are harder to kill than men.

Griffin didn’t like mysteries. Every gang he broke, every man he crushed it was always clear and brutal. You fight him, you bleed. Simple. But this ghost with just one letter? This was different.

At first, he thought it was luck. Maybe the Vultures just fell apart on their own. But then it happened again.

The Red Fangs tried to take over the docks. Before Griffin could send his men, their shipments disappeared, their plans exposed, their money gone. When Griffin arrived, all he found was panic.

And again, that same mark appeared.

S.

It spread through the streets like wildfire. Some called her a witch, others said she was death behind a keyboard. But no matter what, Selene was breaking into Griffin’s world without asking.

One night, Griffin sat in his warehouse, staring at maps and files. His men stood quietly around him, too scared to speak. Finally, he said,

“Find her.”

The order was simple. Cold. Heavy.

No one asked how.

But Selene was watching too. She knew Griffin was hunting her, but instead of hiding, she left a trail just enough to tease him. A puzzle of codes, traps, and false clues. She wanted to see if Griffin, this man they feared, was as sharp as she was.

For weeks, their war wasn’t with guns or knives but secrets. He got closer, she slipped away. He learned her tricks, she made new ones. It was a silent, dangerous game neither could quit.

And in the middle of it, respect grew.

Griffin never said it out loud. He’d never admit someone got under his skin. But deep down, he knew. This wasn’t just any enemy.

This was someone different.

And Selene, sitting before her screens, smiled quietly.

And said to herself “One day, Griffin… we’ll meet.”