CHAPTER 11

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Two months of calculated waiting had passed, and Ryouji Saito's patience had worn thin. The time for strategic deliberation had come to an end. He had grown weary of the game, and it was time to bring Olivia back to the confines of his world, to remind her of the grave mistake she had made by escaping his clutches.


In his opulent mansion, Ryouji summoned his most trusted confidant, Takeshi. The air in the room seemed to crackle with tension as the two men, both masters of their dark domain, met to strategize the imminent retrieval of Olivia.


Ryouji's anger smoldered beneath the surface, his eyes ablaze with a dangerous intensity. He had been patient, perhaps more patient than his nature would typically allow, but he had reached the threshold of tolerance.


"Takeshi," Ryouji began, his voice like steel, "We've waited long enough. The time has come to retrieve our wayward pawn."


Takeshi, his demeanor as stoic as ever, nodded in agreement. He had orchestrated countless operations for Ryouji, but this one was personal. Olivia's escape had been a direct challenge to their authority, and it was a challenge they could not ignore.


"I have eyes on her," Takeshi reported, his tone measured. "She's been living a quiet life in that flower shop, surrounded by a community that offers her protection. But make no mistake, Ryouji, she won't escape us again."


Ryouji's jaw tightened, his anger resurfacing. "Good. I want you to assemble a team, discreet but deadly. We'll strike swiftly and decisively. She needs to understand the consequences of her actions."


Takeshi knew that Ryouji's anger ran deep, and he was well aware of the risks involved in this operation. Olivia had evaded them once, and she had found allies in unexpected places. It was a situation that required careful planning and ruthless execution.


Ryouji continued, his voice tinged with a chilling resolve, "I want her brought back here, Takeshi. And I want her to understand the price of defiance. Show her that there is no escape from me."Takeshi understood the gravity of the task at hand. Olivia's escape had tested the limits of Ryouji's control, and it was imperative to reassert their dominance in this dark world where weakness was a fatal flaw.


"As you wish, Ryouji," Takeshi replied with unwavering loyalty. "I'll assemble the team and prepare for the operation. We'll retrieve her, and she'll learn the consequences of crossing you."Ryouji's anger had not subsided; it had intensified. He had allowed Olivia to experience a semblance of freedom, to believe that she could evade his grasp. But now, he was prepared to remind her of the harsh reality of their world, where power and control were the only currency that mattered.As the plans for Olivia's retrieval were set into motion, Ryouji's mansion became a hub of activity. The dark forces of his empire were mobilized, and the gears of retribution began to turn.In the shadows of Tokyo's unforgiving streets, a storm was brewing. Olivia might have tasted freedom for a brief moment, but Ryouji was determined to extinguish that spark of defiance and remind her of the inescapable grip of the man who ruled the criminal underworld with unwavering authority.

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