Zyran Allison is the name which holds the power to get anyone down to their knees. He's mightier than anyone out there. He keeps everyone and everything at the very tip of his fingers. One look of his dead, crystal blue eyes and you take a trip to h...
Standing in the kitchen with the phone pressed against my ear, I waited for the coffee machine to finish brewing the expresso. The fragrance of freshly brewed expresso filled the space. "Yes Theo, get the papers signed by tomorrow evening and no later than that. Dealing with the Russians is already troublesome." I cut the call after hearing a 'yes sir' from Theo, putting it back in the pocket of my trouser. He is one of my trusted mens. He takes care of most of the international deals and we just had a conversation regarding the recent deal signed between 'The Allisons' and 'Russian Tech Cooperation' . We will be opening one of our technological branches in Russia now, taking the count of our international branches to a total of forty six. I took a sip of my beverage and hummed in satisfaction. It was perfect, dark and without sugar, just as I preferred. I paced towards the living room, picking up the controller from the table to open the floor-to-ceiling glass doors that led to the wide and spacious balcony of my penthouse. It had a striking view. The whole penthouse was self-customised. It lacked no luxury, being one of the most unaffordable penthouses of California. Sitting on one of the massage chairs, I gazed up at the sky which was lit up with stars. It looked like scattered moondust enveloping the night. The night was chilly and gruff, in contrast with the plain white, thin t-shirt I wore. It didn't bother me. I was accustomed to worst circumstances. What else was left to bear? I took out the phone back from my pocket as it vibrated, indicateing a notification.
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I shut my phone off. Celestino is working for me since I was eighteen. He worked under father, before. He is in charge of minute underground things. Transportation of weapons, hunting down traitors like Kenzo, Bribing politicians, businessmen and police. He was away from the major things. The underworld is a hellhole. You need to finish off your competition without any mercy if you want to survive. No one and absolutely nothing knew about me, the sole chairman of Allison Group to be a part of underworld. Of course they don't. Anyone who does, dies. It is fucked up. No one knows my identity, my information or any whisper regarding me in the underworld and it is the either way around. I am only known as 'The Black Blade' there. One of the mightiest powers. Yes, I have two identities. One of them is perfect, ideal, world famous and flourished to the fullest.While the other....? A phenomenal mafia who was fatal and infernal. I inherited it from my father, yes. But, It was me who took this empire to its zenith. I am hidden in the shadows ever since my father stepped down from the position of the underworld lord. Being on the top and holding such exceedingly dire power is what many people desire. But, what they don't know is that, it can bring doom to them in the cruelest ways possible. It can burn you to ashes if you make the tiniest of mistakes in a nanosecond. It has been going smoothly till date. Will it be the same in the future? Yes, I will make sure of it. No one has been able to touch a single atom of my kingdom and it shall remain likewise.
