Lord Moretti didn't answer Alex.

He acted as if he hadn't even seen him. With a flick of his hand, he declared, "Tonight's business is over. Everyone out-unless you want to die here."

The room froze. Customers turned pale.

Everyone knew the stories-when Lord Moretti cleared a club, it wasn't just an order.

It was a warning. Too often, people left in body bags simply because they didn't move fast enough.

The crowd broke into a rush, scrambling for the exits.

Panic echoed in their footsteps, every face certain Alex had just stepped into hell.

Within minutes, the place was empty. Surveillance cameras clicked off one by one, leaving nothing but silence and danger in the room.

In a corner, Mike and his friends huddled together, trembling. None dared move. They knew this had gone beyond a joke.

Lord Moretti turned toward his father.

"Father, leave this to me. What I'm about to do will be brutal, and I don't want you to see the blood. Take the others and go."

Leo's face was tight with rage. "Son, he's hit me more than once. Give him a lesson, son. I want one of his arms."

"Of course, Father. Of course," Moretti replied, his eyes dark. "Now go."

Leo sneered at Alex as he backed away. "My son is here now. You should be pissing yourself. You'll see hell tonight."

"Father, quickly-out!" Moretti barked, shoving him toward the door, afraid Alex might snap at any moment.

Mike and the others were already ashen, sweat dripping down their temples.

They all knew what it meant to be left alone with Lord Moretti-the man took pleasure in torment.

As he advanced, several of them fell to their knees.

“Lord Moretti, I did nothing wrong! Please, let me go!"

"We were only having fun! We didn't know Mike was stirring up trouble!"

"Please, sir, forgive us. Take Mike's arm if you must, but leave us out of it. We'll

even hold him down for you!" one added desperately.

Moretti's voice cracked like a whip. "All of you—except Mike get out!"

stunned. One stammered,

eyes narrowed, his tone turning cold. "You know, maybe I should keep you here instead.

to the

the

word. They bolted so fast they nearly tripped over each

for the door, Moretti's hand shot out like a snake, clamping around

he said, his voice low and dangerous. "We need to

tore through the silence. "Please! Please, Lord Moretti-I'm your lawyer! Don't take my arm, I beg

friends had already bolted, leaving the grand nightclub stripped to silence

had been a lively night turned into an empty battlefield. Only three men

down,"

frantically, his body trembling like a trapped

to Alex and gave a slight bow. "Sir, I've secured Mike for you. You may question him here, or I can deliver him anywhere

feared no one, the butcher of the underworld-

Something was horribly

over, his gaze cold and sharp. "I hear you

And now you manage

face went ghost-white the moment his eyes locked on Alex. Terror ripped through him like ice in his

mistaking it. This

answer him," Moretti growled,

out, cracking against Mike's cheek.

it with your life. I'll strip you of that life

cried out, his voice breaking like a beaten dog. "I'll talk

was ice. "How much money

poured a glass of wine for Alex, every movement slow and deliberate, the ruthless lord of the underworld now moving with the humility

at the

Moretti-the monster every child feared

executioner of underworkame,

for Alex like a

Moretti bowed to him, then Alex must be something

dollars,"

"That much? How could he get his hands

money for

it,” Alex said coldly. "All of it. Tell me how

was a secret he had

Moretti's murderous eyes told him the choice

money's in Bitcoin," he

a

a code.

approve to release

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