Mag-log in"My boy…" he said through strained breath, his eyes locking onto Damon before shifting briefly to Alejandro who stood beside him with a lethal stillness, then back to Damon. "What have you become?""To finish what you started," Damon replied, his voice cold and controlled as anger stayed buried beneath it while silence stretched between them and his hand lowered slightly. "You ruined my family. You killed my father… took my sister."Vincent laughed as he straightened slightly, his eyes fixed on Damon as the sound cut through the room."Enzo," Vincent said slowly, disappointment threading his voice as his gaze sharpened. "No… you are here to finish what your foolish father started.""Don't you dare..." Damon started, his voice breaking into anger as his grip tightened."Yes, I took her," Vincent cut in, Alejandro's chin lifting slightly as his gaze stayed locked on him. "And I would do it again."A shot rang out and Vincent's body jerked back into the seat as breath tore from him and b
Damon stood facing the window as Alejandro's hand wrapped softly around him from behind, his gaze remaining fixed beyond the estate."Alejandro," he said quietly as he rested his head lightly against his back."I thought this was the face you've wanted to see," he said softly, and Damon turned slowly, his attention shifting past him before he suddenly went still. His gaze locked on Camela as tears gathered in his eyes before he glanced back at Alejandro for a brief moment and returned his attention to Camela."Damon," Camela breathed as she took slow steps toward him. Damon moved toward her, a faint smile breaking through him as they met halfway and the moment she reached him she broke into his arms, holding him tightly as her body shook.Damon wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly. They remained like that until her breathing began to settle, then eased back slightly, just enough to see each other properly while silence held between them.Damon lifted both hands to her face
Martina Ravecca drove without easing her grip on the wheel, the black Maserati Levante cutting through the empty road as the night stretched ahead in long, broken silence, her eyes flicking once to the rearview mirror before returning forward as a faint shift from the back confirmed Camela was still there."Stay quiet back there," Martina muttered under her breath as she adjusted her speed, the Maserati surging forward while a black Mercedes closed distance behind her with persistence, its headlights locking onto her path as the faint struggle from the rear gradually faded into tense stillness.Ahead, the road bent into a narrower passage between industrial fencing and abandoned structures, and Martina pushed into it as the Mercedes followed until she glanced into the mirror again and noticed it falling back, her eyes narrowing briefly at the change before her attention snapped forward.Martina noticed too late as a Range Rover Sentinel slid into view ahead and cut the road cleanly, f
Gunfire broke through the facility in controlled bursts as Enzo's men collapsed into formation and Damon's forces pushed the perimeter inward.Alejandro moved through the chaos without breaking rhythm, chakrams leaving his hand in precise arcs that split the air in three distinct paths before impact landed almost simultaneously, one cutting through a man's throat, another striking the forehead, and the third embedding into the chest of a guard who never even finished raising his weapon while Damon's men advanced behind him to secure what he had already cleared.The last of Enzo's perimeter fell silent under the weight of scattered bodies and fractured gunfire, leaving only the echo of footsteps and distant mechanical hum as Enzo stepped out from the inner corridor, clapping slowly as though observing a performance that belonged entirely to him."Perfetto," Enzo said as his hands came together again in a slow clap that echoed through the space while he tilted his head slightly toward t
◈DAMON'S EMPIRE◈"You found something," Damon said as Alejandro stood in front of the open file projection, the screen glow cutting across his face while his gaze remained fixed on a fragmented coordinate buried inside a dead agent's final recovered log."Yeah. Marco gave me access to everything I needed," he replied without turning as his focus stayed locked on the data while his fingers hovered over the marked maritime trace.Damon stepped closer behind him, his attention dropping to the screen over his shoulder as he traced the hidden route line embedded in discontinued offshore routing records that should not have been active."I'm listening," he said, his voice lower now, controlled but sharpened as he closed the distance slightly behind him without breaking focus on the screen."You're right. Camela is alive," Alejandro said as the words settled cleanly between them."There is a structured extraction corridor tied to your father's offshore network," he continued as his voice rem
He moved toward the conference wing while ignoring the glances that followed him and the brief hesitation in movement whenever someone recognized his return.In the briefing room, Agent Bianchi was mid-report when he entered, "We still don't have confirmation on the offshore link and if we proceed without..." his voice breaking as the door closed behind him while all attention in the room shifted toward his presence.Alejandro hesitated briefly before rising from his chair while Marco Conti was already moving toward the door.Luca watched him for a second before lowering his eyes to the table as he followed Marco Conti from the room while conversations failed to restart behind them.Neither spoke as they moved through the corridor, Marco Conti leading the way while agents stepped aside at his approach and Alejandro followed a pace behind him until he pushed open the door to his office and entered first, waiting for him to step inside before closing it behind them.Silence stretched be







