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No more blood spilling beneath his fists. His software company had already skyrocketed into the top fifty in the world—he had more money than he could ever spend. He didn't need this life anymore. He took a deep breath and reached into his car, grabbing his signature cologne and spraying a few pumps onto his hoodie before pulling it up. Time to go inside. The hallway leading into the underground venue was dimly lit, the low hum of conversation and distant laughter filling the space. Kane walked with slow, deliberate steps, his sharp gaze scanning the area.

This is just insane. **********

Very weird. * To Be Continued *

I resisted the urge to flinch away when he reached for my hands, I still needed more answers. "What do you mean you are more rich and powerful than Demetrius?" "It's simple really, Demetrius is the owner of Mavros Inc, the third richest company on the world. I own Roussos Inc, the richest company in the world by far, Mavros Inc is only where it is today because of me, I make most of my business deals and collaborations with Demetrius' company, without me, you'd be an average family living on minimum wage.

I commented, smiling up at him. "Sorry it took me so long." I laughed then fixed my eyes to the door as Tunde came in. He clasped hands with Ike and they greeted like they had known themselves all their lives. His eyes wandered to my hand in Ike's hand before he said, "They are collecting the dues for NEPA light." "I'll come down later and pay up," I said. "How much is it? "Ike asked. I watched as Tunde told him the amount and he gave me the money to give to Tunde.

} I joked. {No. There's a couple girls here and we just heard them say Skol's name} Nik replied, all business. {So?} I asked. {So, they're outsiders. I've never seen the blond one but the other one is that dark haired girl that started at school last year} Nik continued. {Bitch. She just called us weird} Dolph muttered. I growled at that for some reason. I shook it off though. {What's her name?} Dad(Skol) demanded.

The sun was barely up when Evelyn received a message on her burner phone—a number that only a few trusted people knew. The text was brief and to the point: *Meet me at the old cathedral. Midnight. Come alone.* Evelyn’s heart pounded as she read the message. Kade didn’t waste time. The old cathedral was a relic from a forgotten era, long abandoned and shrouded in urban legend. It was the perfect place for a clandestine meeting, far from the prying eyes of The Tribunal.

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