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!"

stammered, "Are... are you

know, maybe I should keep you

blanched to the color of

the

fast they nearly tripped over

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

voice low and

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

leaving the

a lively night turned into an empty battlefield. Only

Sit down," Moretti

frantically, his body trembling

slight bow. "Sir, I've secured Mike for

The man who feared no one, the butcher of

Something was

gaze cold and sharp.

you manage his

moment his eyes locked on

This was the

Moretti growled,

against Mike's cheek. The sound echoed through the empty

code, do it with your

Mike cried out, his voice breaking like a beaten dog.

much money did Guise

ruthless lord of the underworld now moving with the humility

at the

Lord Moretti-the monster every child

executioner of underworkame,

for Alex

to him, then Alex must

billion dollars," Mike

sharp. "That much? How could he get his hands

money for

Alex said coldly. "All of it. Tell me how to take

a secret he had sworn to guard with

eyes

in Bitcoin,"

by a

a code.

release it. I'm

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