All Chapters of The Devil's Bride : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

That was not what he expected, not at all.“What..why are you so surprised, or is it that you are lying?” Francesco asked as he bent down looking straight at the man in the face.The question landed heavily as Sergei's heartbeat immediately accelerated while his thoughts raced because one wrong answer could destroy everything.“Of course not sir I won't dare do such when my life can be taken any time?” Sergei said.His response came quickly, sounded sincerely or at least it sounded sincere.“If you aren't then you should not keep that face at all, but then before any further movements I would love to know, how exactly did you get this Intel?” Francesco asked and like an arrow shot directly at Sergei he shook at those words from Francesco.The question hit harder than expected so much harder as the fear on Sergei's face became instantly visible.His eyes shifted that even his breathing changed and that slight reaction did not escape Francesco's notice.Nor Dmitry's.Nor Diego's.Some

The instruction was direct and there was no uncertainty attached to it as the countdown had already begun.“Also I need you to look into those names Sergie gave to us in the interrogation room, I need you to do a thorough research on those guys…I mean every single thing you can find about them from their real names, down to their ancestry, I need every one of them,” Francesco said in a serious voice as he kept walking with Diego right behind taking notes.The request was extensive, but Diego was not surprised because this was exactly how Francesco operated.He never accepted surface-level information, he wanted everything from hustories to connections.Weaknesses and the strengths.Family ties.Financial records.Every detail could become useful.Every detail could become a weapon.“Alright sir I will do that” Diego carefully memorized every instruction.“Also I need you to look into this Dmitry guy for me, get me every single Intel you can lay your hands on” Francesco said.That req

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

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

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