Throne: The Genesis

Chapter 1

The Octagon, a table where eight of the world's most influential people meet. A place where the deepest and darkest secrets are made, kept or revealed. If you wanted to feel what power is, all you needed to do is get a position at this table. The popularity of this table is renown throughout the world, where the founder thrives on four disciplines- integrity and loyalty. These are the only two known to the world, except to the Omertà Four also known as the O4. The remaining two has been a mystery, one that many try to solve.

This is something I was very pleased about. The pride to know that nobody could infiltrate or solve this mystery.  And it will remain that way.

Greed is something I loathed, for I have seen many kill for a position at my table. I have witnessed many betrayals, all of which they thought will get them access and buy their way in. Only to meet their demise, personally executed by me. I, Sashanna Mia Shakari Abbadelli Giovanni, the founder of the Octagon, will never let any greedy person to have a position at my table. The purpose of the Octagon isn't to hide criminals but to assist those who can't help themselves. Something that has been controversial amongst those who know me as, Omertà. So, I have seen looks of challenges but none has ever dared to challenge my position as the head.

How could they? They'd have to first see an opportunity, one that will never come. It is known that I have built quite a reputation over the years, one that took time, sacrifice and patience. Not to mention my unbeatable army. So challenging me, would be some frivolous dream.

At this table I get to keep an eye on all the operations from the five continents, a move my predecessors failed to do. There are eight members, five from the most dominant family in each continent and three members from the Omertà clan. It didn't matter if you were known from the underworld, politics, royalty or business. As long as you had influence, possess loyalty, humility and integrity then will I consider you a potential candidate. I'm a picky person, you could have all of the above and yet if I meet you just once and don't like you, then you will never join. I don't care how much 'power' you have.

"The Vynaninis are acting up again." I listened carefully, as Romanov began his report. He was a man of steel when needed and the wisdom he possessed was outstanding. He's only thirty-five yet he made his family become the most dominant influencer in Europe. Unmarried and a beautiful sight to the single population. But I have seen him stare at a certain person a few times, a conversation I intend to have with him. I searched his eyes for answers, yet they held calmness. His stance was firm, which meant he prepared himself against the onslaught of feedbacks from the other four members. I gritted my teeth in slight annoyance, as the only opinion that matters is mine.

"I suggest we wipe out the entire family and be done with it." I turned my gaze to Camilla and tried hard to hide my smirk. Instead I push the escaped luscious black tendrils behind my ear. Camilla Dota, a self-made billionaire, excellent fighter and ostracized by her family. That was something that intrigued me when I selected her for North America. You can just imagine, her family's reaction to it all.

Bloody opportunists

"Of course you would resort to such violence." Lorenzo spoke and my skin started to itch. He was the representative of South America, from the infamous Geraldi family. I eyed him carefully and with a mental reminder I turned peacefully to the other interjected voice.

"It's just a matter of time before they cause chaos. An informant stated they want to rebel against the system, against the throne and against Omertà." Yamine's voice was the definition of venom. And I knew perfectly why. With her history, betrayal was something she detested. I selected her for Africa but she didn't completely run it. Her family comes in second after mine, but unbiasedly she was doing an amazing job.