Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 458 Rivals Logan's POV.

Alex, Ryder, and I embarked on a crucial meeting, one that held the potential to shape the future of our mafia empire. We entered a dimly lit room, the air thick with tension. This was no ordinary gathering; it was a meeting with a rival gang, one that had recently expressed an interest in a truce and potential partnership. Their leader, Mark, a tall, imposing figure with a scar etched across his face, stood at one end of the room, flanked by his trusted lieutenant, Robin, a man known for his cunning and ruthlessness.

As we took our places at the table, the atmosphere crackled with a mix of apprehension and determination. Mark's cold, piercing eyes locked onto us, assessing our every move. I could sense the underlying power play at hand, the delicate balance of negotiation and survival.

With a subtle nod from Alex, I took the lead, opening the conversation with a carefully chosen set of words.

"Mark, Robin, we appreciate your willingness to sit down and discuss a possible alliance. But understand, trust is not something we give freely."

Mark's lips curled into a sly smile, revealing a glimmer of amusement.

"We are well aware of that fact. The streets have ears, and your reputation precedes you, my friend. But rest assured, our intentions are genuine. We seek unity, strength in numbers."

Ryder, ever the pragmatist, interjected with a voice as smooth as silk.

"Actions speak louder than words, Mark. We need assurances, guarantees that this merger will benefit both parties. What do you bring to the table?"

his chair, his gaze never wavering. "Resources, connections, and a network that spans far and

analyzing the subtle shifts in his

with Mark's. "This deal sounds like a

we are willing

the tension in the room escalate, the atmosphere

a delicate proposition. We need to ensure that our interests align, and that trust can be forged between us." He turned toward me. "Logan, we can't decide it instantly and need time to think about it." I nodded

forward, I locked eyes

know your value. Your strategic mind and prowess are unmatched. Joining forces, we

me that this alliance is

the shadows, I noticed subtle movements and exchanged glances among the rival gang members. Something didn't feel right. Instinctively, I reached for the concealed firearm tucked into the small of my back. Without warning, the room erupted in chaos. Mark and Robin pulled out concealed weapons, aiming them at us. The meeting had been nothing more than a

and Robin's true intentions were revealed as their gang members burst through the doors, armed and ready for a

heavy in the air, and instinct took

hesitation, we sprang into action, our well-honed reflexes taking over. Alex, with his agility and precision, swiftly dodged a barrage of

known for his brute strength, unleashed his fury upon the attackers. His powerful fists struck like thunder, shattering bones and sending opponents sprawling to the ground. The room echoed with grunts and groans as his relentless