In the busy room at my underground club, I sat on the throne-like seat, a glass of wine in hand as I watched the hackers get busy. A smirk graced my lips.They will hear from me soon. The internet would explode with the heavy secret and dirty dealings of the Roman family. Matteo would regret ever stepping on her toes, he would regret ever picking up her call. One of the hackers came to the side and whispered into my ear, they were done with the digging and it was ready to get pushed out to the netizens. I gulped the content of my glass down in one go, placed the glass in the hand of the man who was still half bent before placing my mask back. I stood and with a snap of my fingers, they got back to work while I walked out of the busy room and into the loud club. I had no desire to party, I had no desire to be extremely happy either, I just lost a soul and have intentionally put the one nearest to my heart in pain. “Mr. President would you…” I breezed past, not caring if I hit a
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