LOGINThe guard blinked and then blinked again, surely he had heard wrong.An upgrade?A promotion?After all the problems tonight?The idea sounded ridiculous and impossible and yet Diego spoke with such confidence that the words felt genuine and for the first time since the confrontation started, hope appeared inside the guard's eyes.“But and if, only if you lose your job for any reason you can always reach out to me, after all we need more hands on our team.”Several nearby casino staff members who had been secretly watching immediately exchanged glances.Even they looked surprised, the offer sounded far too generous especially toward a complete stranger.“What do you think of such an offer?” Diego said with a smile as his gaze stayed fixed on the guard.The smile never left his face, this wasn't mocking and it wasn't manipulative but rather it felt genuine and somehow that made everything even more unbelievable.“Am I dreaming or something? Did he just offer me a better job just like t
Despite the pressure, the man held his ground even though his voice shook slightly but yet he refused to move.He had been given instructions and he intended to follow them even if doing so caused problems.“And what nonsense changed, I want to know bastard” the same thug who asked earlier spoke again.His patience was clearly running out as the rest of the group remained silent.“i am sorry sir but all that is confiden—”The bulky guard wanted saying but a very powerful kick hits him square on his face, the sudden movement shocked nearby guests as several people gasped.Others quickly moved away from the area as the guard stumbled backward, his training barely keeping him on his feet.“That's for you speaking rubbish to the boss you this bastard good for nothing security guard”The thug lowered his leg, completely unapologetic as though he had done nothing wrong.“Sir I am sorry but you need to calm down, this is something you can settle with my boss,” the guard said as he endures t
The transformation was obvious because moments ago he had been firm but now he looked terrified.“I apologize for the inconveniences I may have caused you sir, pardon me please,” the guard said as he moved to the side, signalling Francesco to enter the booth.His voice had completely changed as the authority disappeared and the onfidence disappeared, all that remained was nervousness.“Why is he fidgeting like that…he is not professional at all, I don't like such people who easily bow because he saw a gold card,” Francesco said in his head as he kept his gaze on the man for a while longer.“Well why am I even disturbing myself in the first place when there are no need to disturb, the weak will always bow before the strong, so there is no need to worry about it,” Francesco said under his breath as he walked into the booth.His gaze remained fixed ahead as he stepped past the nervous guard as the incident was already fading from his mind.In Francesco's eyes, what had just happened was
The warm lights from the chandeliers reflected across polished marble floors as waitresses moved gracefully between tables carrying silver trays loaded with drinks.“This place is alive” Diego thought to himself, this was not alive in the ordinary sense but in a way that tells that everything was special that it is seen in the surface.“Did Dmitry get to make the reservation?” Francesco asked after a while of silence as his eyes never left the hall, he continued studying everything while speaking.“Yes he did sir and from,” Diego said as he brought out a small reservation card from the chest pocket on his suit. The card itself looked expensive as its edges reflected the light softly.The gold trim around it immediately distinguished it from ordinary reservation cards, this was the kind of card that silently announced influence and the kind that opened doors without explanations.“We have the sit over….hmmmm…..there sir” Diego said pointing at a less crowded side of the casino, a very
Another demanded whiskey older than himself as a third requested wine imported from another continent.Every request was fulfilled immediately as some drank to celebrate victory the others drank to bury disappointment, either way the bartenders remained professional.While dancers twisted slowly around chrome poles bathed in crimson light enticing clients who can be considered perverts.The entertainment section carried an entirely different atmosphere.Red lights dominated the area as music pulsed softly through hidden speakers while the dancers moved with confidence and precision.Every movement drew attention and each turn attracted another pair of eyes, while some customers watched openly, others pretended not to watch.Yet all of them remained captivated.“She is so good at this…I should take her home you know.”“Look at that waist”The comments floated through the air as several men admired the performance.Laughter followed.Drinks were ordered.Money exchanged hands.The night
The thought amused him slightly because Mr Giovanni was known for elegance.Tradition and Authority.Francesco's casual appearance represented none of those things at least on the surface.“Well that's his business, his time has passed now it's mine to enjoy” Francesco said as he head out of the room.A certainty that his generation would do things differently, a certainty that the future belonged to him now and he does not give a damn.The underground corridor stretched ahead as both men began walking side by side while their footsteps echoed softly through the hall.Behind them Mufasa remained standing near the doorway, silently watching them leave.“Let's go Diego”THE CASINOSnow fell heavily over the frozen streets of Vladivostok with cars and people moving to and fro different destinations.The city looked almost lifeless beneath the harsh Russian winter, yet beneath that blanket of snow, life continued relentlessly. White flakes drifted endlessly from the dark heavens above, co
“Is he taunting me now…how can he speak about mercy, that word is not something to believe to get from the son of Mr Giovanni Ndrangheta, that is impossible” the spy thought in his head.“But Mufasa right here doesn't know what forgiveness is actually so you have the limited time of a minute to spe
But suddenly right at his door.Knock, knock.“Don Francesco, grande secondogenito della famiglia Ndregheta. Vostro padre desidera parlarvi” one of the men called out to Francesco from outside the door but there was no answer for a while.Because Francesco remained silent as his eyes narrowed sligh
Everything about the room screamed authority, power and respect.“This settles things easily then, well truth be told I never thought Tom would agree so fast to my proposal” Mr Giovanni said in his head.“There is no need to think it much after all what can a finished man do when he depends heavil
The long hallway remained silent except for the sound of her heels tapping gently against the marble floor.Meanwhile as soon as Azzura entered her room she immediately sat on the bed thinking and this time the tired act disappeared completely as she began to think clearly about everything that she







