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?"

a network that spans far and wide. With our combined forces, we can

the

eyes locked with Mark's. "This deal sounds like a lofty goal, I am not

we are willing to offer a gesture of goodwill. We propose a merger, a partnership that will benefit both

the room escalate, the atmosphere

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 in agreement. They were my

forward, I locked

mind and prowess are unmatched. Joining forces,

this alliance is worth

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

gang members burst through

heavy in the air, and instinct

action, our well-honed reflexes taking over. Alex, with his agility and precision, swiftly dodged a barrage of bullets, skillfully returning fire. His shots found their mark,

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 blows left a trail of defeated foes in