The tension in the air was palpable as Alex left Tya's house that night, his heart hammering in his chest. The weight of what he was about to do was overwhelming, but he pushed the thoughts down, focusing on the plan they had meticulously crafted. This was his chance, his one shot at freedom. If he didn't do it now, he might never get another.
Victor's departure from the country was a stroke of luck, a rare opportunity that Alex and Tya had to seize. The Hungry Dogs were vulnerable at that time, their leader careless, and Alex would use that to his advantage. They had studied every detail, every weakness of the gang, and now it was time to put it all into action.
The plan was simple but deadly. Alex would pose as a representative from Soulless, requesting an urgent meeting with the boss of the Hungry Dogs. The deception would buy him the crucial time he needed. Once inside, he'd give the signal, and the helicopter would be waiting to whisk him away in exactly five minutes. But those five minutes... those five minutes were everything. The helicopter will take him to Leon's place where Leon promised to prepare a safe escape plan for him to leave the country.
As he approached the meeting place, the tension within him reached its peak. His hands were steady, but his mind was racing. This wasn't just another mission. This was the line he swore he'd never cross. He was about to take a life, to break the one rule that had kept him tethered to the last shreds of his humanity.
He couldn't think about that now. Not yet. He had to stay sharp, focused. The gang's compound loomed ahead, and with every step, the gravity of the moment pressed down on him.
Alex walked into the lion's den, his face as cold and emotionless as ever, embodying his infamous nickname, "Blue Blood." Inside, the Hungry Dogs were waiting. It was time. There was no turning back.
That moment felt like an eternity.
The moment he pulled the trigger, the moment the bullet left storming to the man's head.
And the way the man crumbled to the ground .
It felt as if time stopped. Alex felt his thoughts vanished as if his mind was in another dimension, but he was brought bake to reality by the cheos of many men infiltrating the place, the helicopter didn't come , instead, a vast number of Soulless men came as if it was an official mission planed by the gang.
Alex was stunned as the men fighting against the Hungry Dogs . He kept his expression cold even though both his heart and head were in complete mess .
As the attack ended, he walked to Chris, one of the category B members. The gang used this categorization for the men, Category A was him, hid father, and a member called Jackson, Category B contained many members, they had power and authority over the rest of the men at C , and there also was category X wich consists of the spying network of the gang, spies across the country. Tya was assigned to be as a category X mamber, but she never actually did any work for the gang .
" who sent you? " Alex asked Chris trying to remain calm .
" the boss.. he's waiting for you in the building "
Alex's heart sank, though his expression remained unreadable. The cold mask of "Blue Blood" was the only thing keeping him from falling apart. His father knew. Victor had been one step ahead, orchestrating the whole thing from the shadows. This wasn't Alex's escape-it had never been about that. He had just carried out Victor's will, like a puppet.
"He's waiting for you in the building."
The words echoed in Alex's head as he walked through the aftermath of the attack. Bodies lay scattered, blood pooling around them. The stench of death hung in the air, and yet, for the first time in his life, Alex felt like he had died inside. He had crossed the line. He had become the very thing he feared-just another killer molded by his father's twisted world.
Chris stood beside him, waiting for orders, but Alex said nothing. His mind was racing, trying to figure out how this all went so wrong. He had planned everything, every step, every minute detail... yet Victor had known. The helicopter never came because it was never meant to. His father had manipulated the situation perfectly, using Alex's desperation for freedom to wipe out a rival and further secure his own empire.
Alex took a deep breath, pushing the chaos inside him down as far as it would go. He couldn't afford to break, not here, not now. He had to face Victor, confront him, even though he knew exactly how this would play out.
As he made his way to the building, his mind was already bracing for the conversation, the manipulation, the mind games. Victor would be smug, as always, proud of how he had once again proven his control. But this time, Alex wasn't sure how he'd handle it. This time, he had blood on his hands. This time, something inside him had changed.
Stepping into the building, the air grew heavier. The walls seemed to close in as he ascended the stairs to his father's office, each step feeling like a march towards his inevitable fate.
The door opened, and there was Victor, sitting at his desk, the same smug grin plastered on his face as he waited for his son.
Alex stood there, feeling the weight of the moment press down on his chest like a suffocating vice. His father's presence filled the room, an overwhelming shadow of manipulation and cruelty. For a second, Alex felt the urge to scream, to tear down the walls around him and run-run far away from this nightmare. But he couldn't. He was trapped, just like always.
Victor leaned back in his chair, that twisted, knowing grin plastered on his face. "Congratulations, son," he said, his voice dripping with a cruel satisfaction. "You finally did it."
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