BORN TO BE A MAN,FORCED TO BE A GANGSTER

CHAPTER 3

THE GAME BEGINS

Selene closed her laptop, the quiet hum fading away. Her words still echoed inside her: “One day, Griffin… we’ll meet.” It was a promise only she knew.

She moved like a ghost through the city for days, leaving small clues only Griffin would notice. A broken code here, a warning on accounts there. Nothing obvious, but enough to catch his attention.

And Griffin saw them.

In his warehouse, Griffin studied maps, money trails, and names. He knew this wasn’t just gangs fighting—it was cleaner, smarter. Someone wanted him to notice.

At first, he thought it was a trap. But the more he watched, the more he realized it was a ghost playing with him.

Night after night, he followed the signs—shipments changed, deals ruined, hidden messages mocking him. His men called it magic or a curse, but Griffin stayed calm, watching and figuring out the pattern. Whoever this was, they wanted to be found.

Selene watched too.

In her small apartment above a bakery, screens lit her face. She tracked Griffin’s moves. He was like a wolf—quiet, careful, deadly. Many rushed, but Griffin waited—and that made him dangerous.

Selene fought with information. She knew which of his men owed money, which cops looked the other way, and how to turn gangs against each other by moving money around.

One night, Griffin entered a bar his gang used. His men were panicked: a deal failed, money lost, partners gone. They expected him to rage. Instead, he sat quietly, lit a cigarette, and said nothing.

Finally, he spoke, calm as ever:

“She wants me to see her.”

His men looked at each other, too scared to ask who.

That night, Selene watched from across the street. She didn’t hear him, but saw he wasn’t scared. Most men would panic if their empire shook. Griffin didn’t. He adapted, like a hunter following a new trail.

The quiet war went on.

He got closer, and she slipped away. He broke one code, she made a stronger one. Once, he arrived minutes after she left a warehouse, the smell of burnt wires still in the air. Griffin was chasing something he couldn’t catch for the first time in years.

Selene felt it too. He survived things others wouldn’t. He fought back harder every time she tested him. The city thought it was a ghost and a monster fighting, but really, it was two hunters circling, waiting to meet.

The streets were tense, like the city could feel a big storm coming. Rumors about Griffin’s return spread fast. Some said he was a ghost, others called him a shadow no one could bury. Either way, gang leaders got careful, and rivals sharpened their knives.

At the same time, far from all the noise, Selene was working quietly. Behind her screens and codes, she was changing the game her own way. To most people, she was invisible and untouchable. But fate has a way of bringing even the invisible into the spotlight.

They didn’t know it yet, but their paths were moving toward each other. One ruled by blood, the other by secrets. And when they finally met, they both knew that the meeting could change everything-either power or destruction