LOGIN“There is something, and believe me when I say it again that there is something and I can smell it in the air that something isn't right” Francesco said to himself as his instincts were screaming now, the feeling was becoming impossible to ignore like he is standing inside a room moments before an explosion.“Diego gave me the letter, but now the whole clan hasn't been able to contact me. Then who gave Diego the letter to give to me then”The question hit him harder than anything else and for a long while his fingers slowly tapped against the armrest.One.Two.Three.The entire room was becoming really uncomfortable as different thoughts kept flooding into Francesco's mind as the ocean outside crashed violently against the ship.Metal creaked softly while the lights overhead flickered for a brief second, even Mufasa had risen from his resting position and was now watching Francesco carefully, it seems the lion had sensed the tension.Francesco stared toward the side pocket attached t
“Ohh that is great, at least you are safe now I am sure” Mr Pietro said with a smile and for the first time since receiving the call, he felt his shoulders relaxz the nightmare scenario that had haunted the estate for days was suddenly gone because now he has confirmed that Francesco was alive and that changed everything.“Well, yes I am Pietro thanks for asking” Francesco replied as a faint smile appeared on his face as well.“Now that you are safe where are you currently and what is your next move now that the enemies are aware you are alive and have them locked on?” Mr Pietro asked.“I'm still in town but in a ship, I'm off to the black mercenaries organization head quarters. We have some unfinished business to settle with them” Francesco said.“Ohhh really I hope you are with the men there?” Mr Pietro said with concern in his voice, the concern was genuine and Francesco could hear and feel it clearly.Mr Pietro was not merely asking out of curiosity, there was a weight behind his
The sound echoed softly through the room, each passing second made Francesco more impatient and finally the line connected.“Hello Mr Pietro,” Francesco said over the line, there was a long noticeable pause on the other side of the line and then…“Francesco?”Mr Pietro said over the phone in shock at the voice he just heard “you are alive?”The moment those words fell out of Mr Pietro's mouth Francesco knew instantly that something was not right, his entire body froze while the smile vanished from his face. In that instant his grip tightened around the phone as the room suddenly felt colder.Questions flooded his mind immediately.“Why would Mr Pietro ask that kind of question?”“Why sound surprised?”“Why sound relieved all of a sudden when it hasn't even been up to five months of not speaking to him?”The entire ship went silent like they understood what had just been said, even the waves of the sea that hits the ship instantly went still as Francesco felt a very heavy pressure drop
Even though his knees felt weak and his palms were sweating profusely but he forced himself to remain composed, and after all the panic would only make things worse.“Sir are you okay?” Diego finally asked after a while in silence as he fixed his gaze on Francesco who clearly was not in his right frame of mind.On the side Francesco remained quiet as the dream replayed itself again.The figure. The voice. The words. Karma. The strange certainty in the creature's eyes.“This is the second time I am having a nightmare about this strange figure with my face, what's going on?” Francesco asked himself in his head as he remembered the dream he had some minutes again and without even realizing himself he jerked unconsciously.A chill travelled down his spine “something about the dream feels different” Francesco said to himself “this time it did not feel like imagination, no it felt real, far too real like it was happening right now”As Francesco thought about it, he felt a slight pain pass t
“You are weak…you are nothing, you will cry at the loss of those you believe are with you” a very dark smoky shadow figure of Francesco said as it fixed it's gaze on Francesco who stood still bare chested.The surroundings were different now as the air itself felt distorted, Francesco looked around, nothing made sense as darkness stretched endlessly in every direction.There were no walls, no doors, no ceiling but only shadows and directly before him stood the figure, a reflection, a version of himself and yet not himself.Its eyes seemed darker, it's smile colder and it's presence more sinister.“You believe you are the best, but no your heart will burn out…and I will swallow you whole” the figure said as the voice echoed unnaturally as if coming from everywhere at once.“I will swallow you whole and make you useless and you will kneel as everything you worked so hard for comes down crumbling in your very eyes” the voice said again.Every word felt heavier than the last that the dar
“Ohh apologies sir for not informing you earlier.” Diego said apologetically “I had done as you commanded sir, and have so far I have compiled so much out for your consumption and here it is sir.” As Diego spoke, he turned toward his side.There, resting beside his chair stood a large black suitcase.Diego reached down, gripped the handle and carefully lifted it. The metal clasps clicked softly as he placed the case on the table, the sound immediately drew everyone's attention that even Mufasa seemed to glance toward it briefly.“This took nearly five days of nonstop investigation to come up with this detailed intel sir” Diego said.“The men worked through multiple networks, contacts, old archives, criminal databases, military records and underground sources to compile everything.”Francesco's interest visibly increased, that alone told him there might be something valuable inside, picking it up and placing on the taking, with one smooth click Diego opened the cuit case.Immediately r
Francesco was being sent directly into the heart of Bratva controlled territory, the most dangerous destination imaginable.As the whispers continued spreading throughout the hall everyone remained trapped between disbelief and fear.These were merely a few of the countless murmurs moving around th
The room immediately became silent as everyone turned toward him, the old advisor rarely spoke with such emotion but ywt now his concern was obvious.“Going into enemy territory automatically gives the verdict for an all-out war sir which in itself is not a good idea”His eyes remained locked onto
“How do you expect these young men to survive under such extreme conditions?” Mr Pietro asked as his eyes moved toward Francesco and Lorenzo.Neither of them were weak, far from it, but enemy territory was different. Enemy territory meant isolation without support or protection or safety nets agai
The deep voice of Mr Giovanni echoed through the hall radiating power from every corner.Mr Giovanni sat on his throne like a king that he is, seated upon his throne with his presence that dominated the entire room.Before him stood two young men. Lorenzo and Francesco, both dressed in expensive s







