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Chapter 11

Penulis: T. K
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Nikolai drove silently through the night to the shore. He took his personal jet for a flight across the island to a nightclub in the nearest city. He ordered several bottles of whiskey and sat alone in the velvet booth at the far end of the room. A half-empty glass of whiskey rested in front of him. He had come here to think of the next move after the interrogation had failed. This club had been his company for the last five years after his world fell apart. He had very many unanswered questions about the attack that had his head spinning.

The whiskey burned as it slid down his throat numbing all the thoughts running around in his head. He poured another glass and downed it without hesitation.

He leaned back, running a hand across his jaw, his eyes unfocused as the crowd blurred into the distance.

He poured another glass and downed it. Then another, until eventually he picked up the whole bottle and downed them until at last the faces around him began to lose shape, and mouths
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  • The Crime Lord's Obsession    Chapter 11

    Nikolai drove silently through the night to the shore. He took his personal jet for a flight across the island to a nightclub in the nearest city. He ordered several bottles of whiskey and sat alone in the velvet booth at the far end of the room. A half-empty glass of whiskey rested in front of him. He had come here to think of the next move after the interrogation had failed. This club had been his company for the last five years after his world fell apart. He had very many unanswered questions about the attack that had his head spinning. The whiskey burned as it slid down his throat numbing all the thoughts running around in his head. He poured another glass and downed it without hesitation. He leaned back, running a hand across his jaw, his eyes unfocused as the crowd blurred into the distance. He poured another glass and downed it. Then another, until eventually he picked up the whole bottle and downed them until at last the faces around him began to lose shape, and mouths

  • The Crime Lord's Obsession    chapter 10

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  • The Crime Lord's Obsession    Chapter 10

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    The island stood silent, only the waves crashing softly against the rocky cliffs at a distance could be heard. The marble floors were cold beneath Isabella’s bare feet as she descended the grand staircase. The fever that had burned through her body the previous night had receded, but she was still weak. Her head still ached faintly. Her limbs felt heavy, but it wasn’t the illness that pressed her forward, it was hunger. She hadn’t taken a bite all day and her stomach had been growling nonstop. It was a few minutes past seven when she arrived in the dining room. The long dining table was set, all the sumptuous mouthwatering meals inviting her to dig in Isabella walked blindly toward her seat, dragging her body forward, her steps slow and tired. And then... "You’re three minutes and ten seconds late again." The voice came from the farthest corner of the room, deep and smooth. Isabella froze in her tracks. Her heart skipped a beat, her hands trembling at her sides. Slowly,

  • The Crime Lord's Obsession    Chapter 7.

    Tuscany, Italy. At a grand villa in a secretly hidden chamber, the heavy scent of expensive cigars filled the air. The light was dimmed, spilling from antique chandeliers, and the walls were lined with books and oil paintings. Men in dark suits sat stiffly on the long mahogany table at the centre of the room. Crystal glasses filled with whiskey rested in front of them, but nobody dared to take a sip. This was no ordinary meeting, it was the annual gathering of the most powerful European mafia leaders, held within the fortified estate of Mr Sergei Volkov, once the king of the underground empire. At the head of the table sat Nikolai Volkov. Dressed in a black tailored suit that hugged his broad frame. He exuded a deadly calm. His normally piercing blue eyes were unusually dark tonight, filled with something dangerous. To his left, was his godfather, Mr Sergei. Even though Sergei no longer sat on the throne, his presence still commanded fear and respect. One of the bosses, a sli

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