Dmc Reboot Dante Novels & Stories

“He should’ve stayed in his lane.” I push the chair back and rise, walking to the bar to pour myself a drink. My fingers tighten around the glass as I stare out the window at the city below. A kingdom I built—one stone at a time. They think they can tear it down. Viktor with his schemes. Dante with his arrogance. But I’m done playing defense. “We disable Dante’s docks first,” I say. “Then we move on to his distribution centers. Hit his warehouse in Newark. Then the trucks in Pennsylvania. Make it look like internal sabotage.”

"I want this operation running again at full capacity by the time we deal with Dante. I want him to see that hitting me cost me nothing." "That's aggressive," Mike said. "That's necessary," Dimitri corrected. "Right now, Dante thinks he can hurt me. I need to show him that's a mistake. The only way to do that is to bounce back harder and faster than he expects." Mike nodded and started making notes about the rebuild plan. Dimitri sat in the dark lounge and thought about Dante. About the man who'd sent seven soldiers to kill him and was now trying to compromise his operations through a desperate, vulnerable young woman.