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CHAPTER 2: THE WELCOME BANQUET FOR NAHIR
Author: Abigail Gift
last update2026-04-29 15:48:56

The black Mercedes-Benz SLR McLaren Stirling Moss was the first thing he saw.

It sat near the entrance of Stellar Grand Hotel under the streetlights like it owned the pavement. One of only a hundred units ever produced anywhere in the world. Money alone could not get you one.

Alexander had spent three weeks arranging it for her using connections she did not know he had. She believed she had gotten it herself. He had never told her otherwise.

A bad feeling crept into his chest. He could not quite explain why.

He pulled his motorcycle to a stop and looked at the car without moving.

Then Jake appeared, rushing over with a large group behind him, all of them trying to look calm and failing completely.

Alexander looked at them and sighed.

We are law-abiding citizens, he thought. There is no need to dress like a gang.

In reality, Alexander was the heir of the reclusive Kair family. When he was younger he had liked the energy of the underworld and spent time in it, but he had walked away by high school. His subordinates, however, had refused to leave. Helpless, he had asked his parents for money and invested it in Stellar Grand Hotel. He ran it as a clean business and forbade anything illegal from touching it.

That had become a problem for the Black Dragon Gang. They relied on drugs and dirty money. Being locked out of high-end venues cut directly into their income. So they had decided to take his territory. A classic case of gang rivalry.

"Boss," Jake said, his voice urgent. "It's bad. The Black Dragon Gang has kidnapped our guests."

Alexander went still.

Twenty minutes earlier, at the hotel entrance.

The Black Dragon Gang had blocked the doors, refusing to let anyone in. A man with a massive scar cutting across his face through his left eye stood in front of several thugs, shouting at the crowd.

"Get lost! All of you! Our boss has booked the Stellar Grand Hotel today. Not a single person is allowed in!"

Aurelia looked at the thugs with disgust and whispered to Nahir beside her.

"The owner of this hotel is really pathetic. Can't even control a few thugs? Letting them yell like this, disturbing everyone."

Nahir's smile froze slightly but he nodded. "Exactly. No manners at all."

The scar-faced man heard them.

He turned and walked straight toward them, his eyes fixing on Aurelia with a look that made her skin crawl.

"Hey." His voice was low and ugly. "Bring this beautiful lady inside for me. How dare you badmouth the Black Dragon Gang? Today I'll show her just how powerful we are."

His eyes moved over her slowly. Like something licking her.

Aurelia felt sick. She grabbed Nahir's arm, fear spreading across her face.

She had not expected this. The Black Dragon Gang was notorious in this city. Offend them today, and your corpse would appear at your doorstep tomorrow.

Nahir puffed out his chest.

"Don't worry," he said quietly. "They wouldn't dare touch us. My family is the Virel family. Annual income of nearly ten billion. They wouldn't dare."

He stepped forward.

"Hey. Who's your leader?"

The scar-faced man looked him up and down with contempt.

"Pretty boy. Look at you. All weak, no muscles. You think you can protect a woman?"

He reached out and touched Nahir's hand.

Nahir yanked it back, face flushing with rage.

"How dare you! Do you know who I am? I am the heir to the Virel family!"

The scar-faced man sneered. "Just some third-rate family. Our Black Dragon Gang is known throughout the entire city. Even your family head would have to beg to see our boss."

He gestured to his men.

Aurelia screamed. "No! I won't go with you!"

Nahir tried to resist. He was punched and dragged away.

Alexander arrived.

He stood at the edge of the chaos and watched Aurelia and Nahir being dragged toward the hotel entrance.

He was confused.

She had said she was working overtime. So why was she at his hotel?

He walked forward. Empty-handed. Calm.

He stopped in front of the scar-faced man.

"I heard," he said quietly, "that you kidnapped my guests."

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