The Lords against DJ

DJ in the awkwardness

Yael didn't know why he did what he did, but now that it's done and he was there snuggling inside the familiar rackety green couch, there was no going back. He sat there without a word pondering over the affairs going around him that played with his mind and made him restless, the silent rebel of his trusted employees, the number of unidentified theft in his business and the brewing rivalry within his own empire were all indicative of a storm Yael didn't know a thing about.

Upon all, Lord Ezekiel was involved in some crucial matters he wasn't authorised to be included in the first place and that bothered Yael the most.

Earlier in his office, the lord had learned many things that were right away outrageous and clearly declared a well birthed and built conspiracy against him and his rule. The suspicion he had from the start only firmed when Nyxara explained a thorough outlook of major matters that risked a big deal of future proceedings, otherwise a period so short, such as six months, couldn't do a good damage to an empire like Pyro and a Mafia like Lord Yael.

Yael was beyond mad by the time he was done with the report and Nyxara was the one feeling the heat of that moment.

Things around Lord were slipping from his hands; the rule, the power, the command were witnessing a shift in loyalty, and that was enough for Yael to put his foot down. The consequences of his anger were immediate and the decisions that ensued reflected the seriousness of the power some of his people had forgotten the lord still very much possessed and was capable to use it whenever.

And so they witnessed their lord going berserk as he imposed his authority over his people.

A series of people were selected from different departments, mainly accounts, and were snatched off their positions before being thrown out without a warning or a notice making them fall to their demise eventually. He retreated from the revised plans not giving a fuck and called off any more benefits and agreements they were offering without his consent.

On the other hand, senior executives were blessed and remained plotted on their vital positions even after Nyxara insisted on firing them due to their suspicious acts, but Yael argued she kept an observant eye over them and watched every movement of their filthy deeds before they caught them red-handed. The lord was decent enough to declare the unpredicted and embarrassing departure of his employees himself, delivering a warning to the rest as he did, and made sure that all the important tasks and ignored projects fell under his direct observation, showcasing how incompetent and useless he had imagined his team to be.

The bold actions had raised brows of curiosity and silent complaints also emerged but Yael didn't bat an eye while he proceeded to tackle the situation as he pleased.

He was the lord of Pyro after all.

The whole office was in awe of what had transpired but after that fell a serene quiet nobody wanted to interrupt......well, unless they wanted a farewell as well.

Along midnight is when the lord decided to leave the building and retire for the day. He dismissed Nyxara till the next day and searched for his options for where he wanted to be since he was in no hurry to get back home. The disturbance for Ezekiel and his indulgence in Yael's matters rested deep in lord's mind, he figured it would be difficult to maintain his agitation if Ezekiel managed to stop him and inquired about Yael's ruined mood.

Club or bar didn't seem like a good option either, drunk and out of their mind people irked Yael to the level he could kill them and so he declined the idea right away. Besides, the lord needed peace and quiet.

With that, left with only one choice and that was the small apartment in Ferra market where a tiny detective resided, all cute and harmless. Therefore, after some thoughtless moments of contemplation, Yael found himself sunken in DJ's couch with nothing but a bad mood and a frown so deep that it would embed itself in his face if not navigated somewhere else.