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Ch 56. The School of Monsters
The morning sunlight that streamed through the glass windows of Sark Tower felt razor sharp, stabbing into Eduardo’s eyes, still sensitive from the lingering migraine caused by yesterday’s ordeal in his subconscious. He sat at his desk, staring at a glass of water and a stack of untouched intelligence reports. His mind kept echoing his grandfather’s words. Your vessel is already cracked. You need a blood heir. The office door opened quietly. Belerik stepped in, his face more worn than usual. He wasn’t carrying financial reports this time. “Ed, you feeling any better?” Belerik asked as he sat across from him. “Just get to it, Rik. What is it?” Eduardo replied flatly. His voice was hoarse, thick with exhaustion. Belerik let out a long breath and scratched his head. “St. Jude International. Chloe’s school. The principal just called me… five times in one hour. They want you there right now. There’s a ‘serious incident.’” Eduardo pinched the bridge of his nose.
Ch 55. The Grandfather’s Ultimatum
The world felt like it was being dragged into a narrow drain. Eduardo couldn’t feel his fingers, couldn’t feel his own heartbeat. There was only a low, humming silence. Then, slowly, the smell of aged wood and neglected library dust crept into his senses. Eduardo opened his eyes. He was no longer in the smoking ruins of the casino. He stood in an endless white room filled with piles of antiques, wall clocks ticking out of sync, and photo albums floating in the air. At the center of the room, sitting in a creaking rocking chair, was the “Grandfather.” But this time, he didn’t look eccentric like usual. No sunglasses. No cigar. He sat upright, his eyes glowing red, his aura so oppressive that Eduardo felt his chest tighten. “Are you actually stupid, or do you just not have a brain anymore, Grandson?” the Grandfather’s voice rumbled like restrained thunder. Eduardo tried to stand, but his knees buckled. “I saved my man’s life, asshole. What’s it to you?” “Your man
Ch 54. Luck Running Out?
The dull stench of burned carpet and the metallic tang of fresh blood filled the air inside The Royal Flush casino. Crystal chandeliers that once symbolized luxury now swayed unevenly, casting weak flickers of light before finally shattering under the heat devouring the velvet walls. Gord gasped for breath behind an overturned baccarat table. His expensive white shirt was torn apart, soaked in soot and a widening stain of red across his abdomen. In his hands, a compact Uzi felt impossibly heavy, as if the metal had turned to lead. “Damn… is my luck really out or what?” Gord rasped, trying to cock his weapon. Click. Jammed. “What the fuck! You jam now too, you piece of shit?!” Outside, the sound of steady, tactical footsteps approached. Not the chaotic scrambling of street thugs, but the firm cadence of military boots. The Praetorians. Don Vladimir’s elite force, trained to feel no fear, and more importantly, trained to eliminate targets with machine-like effici
Ch 53. Flight into Darkness
The private elevator of Sark Tower dropped at a speed that should have turned Eduardo’s stomach, but he didn’t blink. He stared at his reflection in the cold stainless steel walls. His expensive suit was still immaculate, but beneath it, he felt like a corpse forced to stand. The sound of Emily’s laughter and the jazz music from the penthouse slowly faded, replaced by the dull, monotonous hum of the elevator. Bang! Eduardo slammed his fist into the wall. Pain shot through his knuckles, but it was nothing compared to the ache in his chest from Emily’s words. “A walking ATM,” Eduardo hissed. Then he laughed, a dry sound that was closer to a sob. “Incredible. I killed my humanity so she could buy silk curtains, and that’s what I am to her?” The elevator chimed at the ground floor. The doors opened onto a quiet lobby. Eduardo stepped out, ignoring the respectful greetings from two armed guards near the exit. He got into his black SUV parked in the VIP lane. “Boss? B
Ch 52. The Masquerade of Hypocrisy
The crystal chandelier on the penthouse ceiling blazed with blinding light, reflecting off crystal glasses filled with Dom Pérignon that could fund a dockside family for a year. Soft jazz drifted through the air, trying to drown out the hollow laughter of officials, corrupt businessmen, and two-faced socialites who filled Eduardo’s new “palace” tonight. Eduardo stood on the inner balcony, watching the crowd from the shadows. His charcoal suit fit him perfectly, yet it felt like a suit of heavy armor. His gloved hand gripped a glass of thick whiskey. “Look at them, Ed. Vultures. Carrion birds in tailored suits,” Belerik’s voice came from beside him. Belerik looked sharp in a custom tuxedo, his usually messy hair slicked back with expensive pomade. “They used to spit on Claude behind his back, and now they’re licking the floor I stand on,” Eduardo hissed. His eyes were cold, scanning every corner of the room. “Makes me want to puke looking at their faces.” “The world
Ch 51. The Reflection in the Mirror
The sea wind carried the scent of salt and engine oil, slamming against Eduardo’s face as he stood at the edge of Pier Sector Seven. This was territory once ruled by Vince, Claude’s most brutal lieutenant. Now, it served as the main logistical artery of Eduardo’s empire. Massive trucks moved in and out, hauling containers filled not only with legal goods, but also ammunition and raw materials that would continue feeding his growing fortune. Beside him, Freya stood with both hands tucked into her leather jacket pockets. Her sharp eyes scanned every rooftop and every gap between the stacked containers. “You’re too exposed out here, Ed,” Freya muttered without looking at him. “One of Vladimir’s snipers could pull the trigger from a kilometer away and your brains would be decorating this asphalt.” Eduardo took a drag from his cigar, exhaling thick smoke into the humid air. “I need people here to see who their boss is now. Fear doesn’t get built from behind the glass of a c
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