This is the story of **Damian Knight**, a powerful mafia lord feared across the globe. Not only does Damian dominate the criminal underworld, but he's also a successful businessman. Whatever he wants, he gets-at any cost. No one dares to stand in hi...
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Damien and Ethan sat inside their private jet, heading towards the destination where an important meeting was waiting for them. The jet was sleek and luxurious, reflecting Damien's taste for the finest things in life.
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Ethan, seated opposite Damien, was staring intently at him, watching his friend work on his laptop, his face a mask of calm efficiency.
Without looking up from his screen, Damien asked, "What are you staring at, Ethan? Is there something on my face?"
Ethan smirked, "No, man. Just thinking about something."
Damien glanced up, "And what's got you thinking so hard?"
Ethan leaned back, crossing his arms. "I was just wondering if Dixon will agree to sell you the hotel. You've been putting a lot of effort into this deal. What if he doesn't go for it? What's your plan then?"
Damien's eyes flickered with amusement, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "He'll agree. He has too much to gain from this sale. We're offering him a price he can't refuse. And if he doesn't..." Damien's tone darkened slightly, "Well, you know me, Ethan. I don't take no for an answer. I get what I want, one way or another."
Ethan chuckled. "Yeah, I know. Who can resist that kind of money? Plus, I'm well aware of how far you're willing to go."
Damien gave a small nod of agreement, his fingers continuing to type away on the keyboard.
After a brief pause, Damien looked up again. "By the way, what happened to that guy, Raka, the one you caught from that house?"
Ethan's expression turned cold. "Yeah, that one. I shot him in the end. The bastard wouldn't talk. I tried everything to get him to spill about RD, but he kept saying he'd rather die than betray anyone. So, I granted his final wish."
Damien raised an eyebrow, his voice calm. "Well, looks like it was his fate to die by your hand, whether it was in that house or at your villa."
Ethan smiled faintly, not saying anything more.
After the conversation, both men retreated to their respective rooms in the jet. The plane was like a flying five-star hotel, decked out with every luxury one could imagine. Damien loved the best of everything, so he'd made sure the jet was no exception.
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**In London**
Elena, Nyla, and Nina stepped outside the mansion where the family gathering was in full swing. They had to leave for a shopping trip, accompanied by Ryan and Aaron, their persistent suitors.
Mall**
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Once they reached the mall, Elena and Nyla exchanged glances, signaling that it was time to confront the men.
Ryan and Aaron, following closely behind, were completely unaware of what was coming.
Suddenly, Elena and Nyla turned around to face them, determination written all over their faces. Elena, ever the bold one, spoke first. "We need to talk. Both of us. Right now."
Ryan and Aaron exchanged confused looks, but it was clear from the tone in Elena's voice that this wasn't just casual conversation. Something serious was about to unfold.
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**Author's Note:**
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