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Chapter 14

Author: Raven Sanz
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-05 02:30:49

LUCA

Asia doesn’t sleep. Not the part I’m in. Not the circles I move through. Here, power is currency, and silence is survival.

I hadn’t spoken to Adelina since the photo incident. She’d pouted, defended herself, and retreated to the spa. I let her. I didn’t have time to babysit vanity.

I had a meeting with the Black River Syndicate. Old money. New ruthlessness. They controlled ports, people, and politicians. I needed their cooperation — not their friendship.

The meeting was held in a private room above a nightclub. Red velvet walls. Gold dragons carved into the ceiling. A table long enough to seat a dozen men who never smiled.

I sat at the head. Because I don’t bow.

The leader, Mr. Han, poured tea with the grace of a monk and the eyes of a killer.

“You’ve come far,” he said.

“I always do.”

He smiled. “And you want access.”

“I want efficiency.”

He nodded. “And loyalty?”

“I already have that.”

The conversation was polite. Until it wasn’t.

One of Han’s men — a younger one, arrogant — ma
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