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 establish

the subtle shifts in

sounds like a lofty goal, I am not

of caution and defiance. "We understand your skepticism, but we are willing to

tension in the room escalate,

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 best men

forward, I locked

prowess are unmatched. Joining

mark. Prove to me that this alliance is worth

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

Robin's true intentions were revealed as their gang members

heavy in the

into 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

His powerful fists struck like thunder, shattering bones and sending opponents sprawling to the ground. The room echoed with grunts and groans as