Mercenary Justice Novels & Stories

The frightful look on Darcy’s face only amused Cosmo as he burst out laughing. “Your employees are wiser than you, Darcy. “That’s right. These foreigners are mercenaries who entered the country illegally. The police do not have any record of them. “Have you heard about Zion Mercenaries? They are the biggest mercenary organization in the West. They take my orders. What are you going to do to me? “So what if your loser husband has the support of the city council? He has to yield before me. “If you know any better, you better sign off the rights of the shares to me.”

Lillian noticed Darryl looked puzzled and she explained softly, "Darren, this is Harris Yammer from the Thunder Mercenary Team. The Thunder Mercenary Team is the largest mercenary group in The Nine Continents and they have great influence." Darryl nodded silently, his eyes fixed on Harris. ‘He’s a Level Five Martial Emperor. He’s quite powerful,’ he thought. Harris looked around and said, "Everyone! You know the purpose of this tournament. Yellow Sky Trading has monopolized the trade of all inner cores and treasures in every black market and trading market. The inner cores and treasures that we risk our lives and work hard to collect must be sold through Yellow Sky Trading.

" I tried to gaslight my own mind. After all, he was very handsome. I bet he already has many women groveling over him. I don’t think a man with that status would waste his time for me. Marc started ranting like a father, stating advice that tingles my eardrums. He also explained the terms of our contract regarding the mission and said that I would only receive half of the reward. But our little chitty chat was interrupted as we all noticed someone’s, no, a few people's presence nearby. "Duck!" Marc’s panicking voice lingered in my ears. "What the!" The rain of bullets interrupted the word I was about to say. "Oh damn it, my garden!" I screamed in annoyance, then pointed my gun, trying to fi

Lucio lit a cigar, exhaling with satisfaction, "Once the Della Vera deal is signed, she'll be useless. All the work she's done over the years will pave the way, just for you." The blood I spilled, the wounds I endured, the loyalty I gave. All of it was nothing but a sick joke. Hatred rose in me like a tide. I turned and left before I could hear more. They wanted the Della Vera contract? Perfect. I would make sure they learned that anyone who betrays me will never live long enough to regret it.

In a natural limestone bowl sheltered from the worst of the wind, the council's hired mercenary camp buzzed with cold, calculating efficiency. Roughly twenty mercenaries—hardened veterans of the southern border wars, clad in mismatched tactical gear and heavy leather dusters—sat around a series of low-burning campfires. They weren't high council enforcers bound by protocol or uniform; they were apex predators-for-hire, answerable only to whoever paid the highest bounty in silver and gold.

I stared at it as I opened the text. ' We're on our way.' Tann. ' I've decided to kill him today more mercilessly and brutally that he would haven't imagined. ' I stood up and buttoned my coat, " Let's go. " I said, without glancing back. If I would set a swimming pool with ravenous crocodiles and ask my men to jump in it. They'd do it without questioning me. No one could judge the Mafia Emperor. Reaching the garage, I unlocked my black Mercedes. I climbed in it and turned the key. I sped up at my destination to end the dark story that he started the same day one year ago.

He stepped back behind Shane after shaking hands with me. "Jeremy is my man in charge with all our transportation. He's in charge of all our vehicles and decide on which ones we'll be using during missions." I nodded while smiling at the red headed guy who greeted me next. "Meet peter. Former accountant, he knows his way around the bank and also ATM machines there ever is. A talented thief and a pick pocket genius." A small skinny guy with a snake tattoo on his neck came up to me and I raised a brow at him.

Wall Street loved it. The company had become one of the fastest-growing AI businesses in America. And the Legacy platform was their crown jewel. Their future. Their billion-dollar promise. Axel pointed toward the numbers. "This isn't just a legal dispute." Clara nodded. "I know." "No." His expression darkened. "I don't think you do." The room became quiet. Axel rarely sounded worried. Which meant she should pay attention. Very carefully. "If NovaMind loses this case..." He tapped the valuation reports.

“You’ve caused quite a mess, you know. Exposed things that were never meant to be exposed.” Michael raised his gun. “Yeah, well, cry me a river.” Mercer chuckled. “Do you know why I’m here, Lena?” Lena’s voice was ice. “To kill me.” Mercer smirked. “That, too. But mostly? To offer you a choice.” Lena felt Jessica tense beside her. Mercer continued. “You think you’re fighting a corrupt system. That if you burn enough of us down, the world will be better. But you’re wrong. The world doesn’t run on justice. It runs on control.”

He looked at me not with anger, but with a cold, devastating pity that made my gut clench. ​"Loyalty is a word that corporate middlemen use to feel secure," he murmured, pulling a manila folder from the top drawer. He didn't open it. He just rested his manicured fingers on the paper. "Seraphina didn't save the Blackwood account out of devotion to the Vance name, Lucian. She saved it because she needed to prove she belonged in rooms her bloodline was never meant to cross." ​"That isn't fair, and you know it." I stood up, the chair scraping sharply against the hardwood floor. I wanted to pace, wanted to break something, but I forced myself to stay grounded behind my chair. "You pushed her int