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However, what they were seeing right now was just telling them that the man in front of them is really dangerous. "Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Zachary, you haven't changed yet. You still have that stingy tongue. The last time I saw you, you couldn't even fight me. Nevermind, if you want to kill me now, go ahead. I will never say anything though," he said and sat again. His hands were trembling because of the metal in his eyes, causing his strength to fade. Remembering the time when this man in front of him killed one of the most special people in his life was making his blood boil, however he can't be mad at this kind of place because he knew that it would just lead to destruction. Zachary gazed at Andri

“I wouldn’t mind sacrificing for my country if you’re my target.” Zoe Garcia showed a faint smile before gesturing, leading Harvey York into the box that had been prepared ahead of time. Harvey sat down and picked up a teacup before returning the smile. “I’m a good man, Maiden Garcia. That’s a little disrespectful, don’t you think? “The honey trap won’t work.” “Whether it’ll work or not depends on your attitude,” replied Zoe. “My attitude?”

“And will you? Because how could you be so ignorant as to sign that contract?” I stopped abruptly and turned to him. “Does it look like I’ve lost my mind? I didn't know it was him. Listen, the night I came here, nothing was out of the ordinary. An old man greeted me. Imagine my surprise when I realized Renzo's men had mastered the act of disguise. Fuck!” “God. Zaria, he’s dangerous,” Wang continued. “This is not a man you play games with.” “I’m not playing. After all, I lived with him for years…”

Now he’ll have to stand out here looking ridiculous. He adjusted his wig and leaned against the store, ready to get out of the whole get-up immediately. The book remained in his hand. Knowing that Xavier had written it, made the book the most valuable item of the day. He considered it a rulebook of sorts. This is the game. He opened it and flipped through more pages, scanning more of this sick man’s words on every line. How do he beat him at his game? What did he want him to know and why?

He didn’t respond so I continued my spiel, “I think you feel guilty.” He bristled, “Guilty of what?” “Of what happened yesterday. You feel guilty so you orchestrated this whole debacle to show me that there are other dangers.” “Other dangers, from what.” “From you.”

While the man simply trailed his gaze back to the ground floor like he didn't punish and humiliated a girl just for looking into his eyes, like he didn't make her throw his expensive shoes in the dustbin and few moments ago. That's what he was a fucked up man with his fucked up mind. He likes to see people miserable and vulnerable. He like them bowing in front of him. Mercy and sympathy doesn't resides anywhere near him. He likes to see fear in people eyes of him. He was none other than the Mexican mafia boss, Zavier Garcia.

Sweat the size of a corn seed poured down the guards' foreheads. They did not expect, in front of their eyes right now was one of the largest mafia members in the country. And that terrible man was—, "Lu—Lucy ...." . . . Hi ... thanks for reading 'Dangerous Man', sorry for the inconvenience. I will revise the previous chapter to make it even better. Don't forget to leave your review guys!: D

I tore the photo instantly—no thought, no hesitation. Second photo: Connor Ivanov. Handsome, polished, with a reputation for charm and ruthlessness. I’ve heard whispers of his cruelty—smiling while orchestrating chaos. Third: Finneas Diaz. Quick-tempered, fiercely loyal to his own, and utterly unpredictable. His men would die for him without question, but the same loyalty could turn deadly if crossed. Fourth: Oscar Montoya. Older, experienced, cunning. Known for controlling underground gambling rings and shipping empires alike. Patience is his weapon, subtlety his armor.

He answered. He had been keeping his eyes down, but when he lifted them to look at Zoe when he referred to her, I couldn’t help the threatening growl that escaped my lips and was echoed by Gunnar. Lazare looked terrified and quickly looked away. Damn fucking straight, he better look away. He doesn’t even get to look at Zoe. So, that might be more the excessive territorial feeling that’s bubbling inside me, knowing she’s on the cusp of her heat. “And you believed her?” Dorian questioned.

He paused to see Carlos reaction, and it wasn’t good. He exhaled softly and continued. “I never wanted to do what she requested, but I still went on to find it out for her due to my curiosity, but that almost cost my life as I was almost killed if I had not dodged a bullet, in order words, the Swifts are terrifying people, one wrong move and you could be killed.” He paused and closed his eyes momentarily. “If you knew that, why didn’t you run away with Katherine?” Carlos shouted, his blood boiled in his vein.