"could you just shut up and do your job you good for nothing bitch"... she yells from upstairs

"it better not be"she says leaving and getting in her room

"panalape....I heard you upset your mother" I asked her sitting on the chair

"father she also yelled at me when I did nothing to her and she said some cursed words too"...I said looking at her with a victorious smug

"PANALAPE SANTANA.... ENOUGH OF YOUR EXCUSES WHY IS IT SO HARD FOR YOU TO BEHAVE...OR IS IT BECAUSE YOU CAN'T ACCEPT YOUR STEP MOTHER AND SISTER"...I yelled

"that's it young lady I had enough of this, grace prepare her bags she's leaving tomorrow.. I'll contact her aunt. I can't bare her behavior towards my family "I said while eating

"very well than darling"

crying and begging

"let me go please...I beg of you"

"aww... look at you begging already and I haven't even started yet" said I'm a teasing tune

"Why don't we play a game.... you try speaking again and see what happens.." said smirking

"please have mercy on me...I.. I'll tell you anything you want to know"said crying

he suddenly broke the man's only finger that left unbroken by him... He was grinning in pleasure as he heard him screaming

Ahhhhhggggg HHH ...st..stooop...fuuuck

"it's quite enough diego" he said in an icy voice

"my bad..got carried away again" he said with his smug look. He moved away from the man

"I'll ask you this once.... I want the name of the person responsible for this remarkably foolish course of your action" His tone was cold and measured, carrying the kind of danger that needed no warning.

"C..c..Carlos Santana " he whispered trembling , with out wasting a second.

"see was that so hard to answer" he said ...again kneeling to his level with his smug face

He stands to leave hearing the name ... but before leaving he gave Diego the look...The look Diego love to see...it was the look that said "clean the mess"

His smug expanded at his order

He went out of the bunker ... As he walked his men bowed their heads not one daring enough to look even as his boots. The car door was opened and closed as he sat... the driver started driving knowing well enough where to head.

He was sitting on the sofa reviewing some paperwork as he looked at him he stood "welcome back...sir , how did the visit go" he asked his voice calm as ever

"smoothly" he answered with his usual cold demeanor as he sat on his office chair

"I suppose it means that we got the name"he asked curiously

"Carlos Santana" he said in his habit of talking what's necessary rather than a sentence.

"I'll check on it right now, and sir the files that need your signature..are these " he said placing the files in front of him on his office table

He started doing his daily files reading and signing

While he puts on his laptop and started tracking

Hello Nice meeting you all

I'm your author and this is my first work .hope you guys like it.

characters introductions

Javier morales... male lead

Age 28

He has black hair and black eyes He is a powerful mafia He is quiet and dominant in nature He is dominant in the most unsettling way—never needing to raise his voice because silence obeyed him first; quiet, not out of peace but out of calculation, as though every sound he didn’t make was a decision rather than absence. There was something dangerous in the stillness of him, the kind that didn’t announce itself but settled in the room like a threat that had already been carried out elsewhere. Cruelty, in him, was not loud or emotional—it was precise, controlled, and almost indifferent, delivered without hesitation or visible anger, as if consequences were simply natural outcomes of disobedience. He didn’t chase control; control seemed to follow him, and people around him instinctively adjusted their behavior, careful not to become the next example of what happened when they didn’t.

Age 26

Diego Montoya...male leads right hand man

He has dark brown hair and dark green eyes He is a psychopath He is loud, aggressive and cruel in nature He was loud in a way that made silence feel like a relief when he left—expressive, sharp, always speaking with his whole presence as much as his words, but there was nothing warm in the noise he created. His emotions came out fast and unfiltered, yet they rarely carried empathy; even his laughter had an edge to it, like it belonged more to mockery than joy. Cruelty in him wasn’t hidden behind quiet control—it was openly displayed, wrapped in intensity and impulsive reactions that cut deeper because they were so direct, so unrestrained. He didn’t soften his impact for anyone; instead, he made others adjust to him, overwhelming spaces with forceful energy that could shift in an instant from entertaining to harsh, leaving behind a lingering discomfort that stayed long after his voice had faded.

Rafael De Leon.... male leads left hand man

Age 28

He has black hair and brown eyes He is a genius He is calm, some what lazy and sarcastic in nature He was a calm genius in the most effortless sense, the kind whose intelligence didn’t need to announce itself because it surfaced naturally in the way he understood situations faster than others could explain them, yet he rarely felt the need to act on it unless it interested him; lazy in disposition, he avoided unnecessary effort, preferring to observe, calculate, and let outcomes unfold unless something genuinely engaged his mind, and even then he moved only as much as required; his sarcasm was constant but subtle, a quiet blade in conversation that cut without raising his voice, often delivered with a detached expression that made it hard to tell whether he was joking or simply pointing out uncomfortable truths, leaving others slightly unsettled while he remained relaxed, unbothered, and entirely in control of his own pace.

There will be characters that will be introduce as the story progressess

That's it for today stay tuned

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