The intense bloody fight has been going on for an hour. Slyvester might appear really strong, but when it comes to strategy, Griffin is a monster.
"Argh!!!" Griffin yelled, sending a kick to Slyvester's face. Sylvester fell to the ground, bleeding all over his face, which was unrecognizable. Griffin was bleeding too but not as much as him.
"Is that all you've got?!!" Griffin yelled.
Sylvester stood again, attacking. He was getting weak, his bone aching from the constant attack. Griffin mostly dodged and barely attacked, when he did, he went for the critical part that could weaken him.
It was time for the final move.. Griffin drew out the small dagger he was hiding.
Dona's eyes widened at the sight of it.
"Sylvester!" She yelled inwardly.
Griffin swiftly slashed Slyvester's tummy, and the man's eyes widened. He palmed Sylvester's face and squeezed it. Their gaze interlocked.
"Adios nitwit" Griffin grumbled. He then shoved the blade into Slyvester's jaw. Blood poured out.
"Noo!!!" Dona yelled, with wide eyes.
Griffin released Sylvester. His huge body collided to the floor with a loud thud. Griffin spit off the blood in his mouth and saw the shocked look on the other's face.
The mighty Sylvester was killed.
"You!" Dona yelled from a distance swiftly pointing her gun to Griffin.
Griffin scoffed seeing this, he began walking close. His gaze made Dona forget to breathe. She didn't even realize when Griffin got to her.
"The man that ruined you since you turned nine is now dead.." Griffin turned to the others. "Your missing brothers and sisters are being sold by Slyvester. He never cared about you. He only wants you for his own gain. Ever since he took over, none of you are pleased... However, I am the grandson of the Gonzalez family, we should celebrate our collaboration. How about a feast?"
Gonzalez?... Could this guy be the Billionaire Devil people talk about?
The mobsters glanced at each other. Slyvester's ruling had been hard. The clan kept reducing instead of increasing. They never rest and only eat trash twice a day.. even with the huge money coming in.
"Sylvester killed my brother for no good reason. I'm glad he's gone.."
"He raped by three years old daughters and killed her.. A new Don is better.."
Mobsters whispered among each other. They all nodded their heads. Griffin knew this would happen. He returned his gaze back to Dona.
Drawing her close, his hand went for her round fat ass, squeezing it roughly.
"How about a rough hard fuck.. I learned Sylvester doesn't please you the way you want" Griffin whispered, trailing his finger down to her pussy which was dripping.
"Wanna scream all night?" He asked, kissing her neck.
Dona moaned, slowly falling into his wicked arms.
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"This is crazier than I thought. What the hell could he be doing?" Jameson muttered.
They had just found Griffin's location but it turned out he was in the most dangerous clan in Moscow..
"The clan is ruled by the ruthless Sylvester, who maltreated his clan. His men hate him and their tradition is respected by them all. I wonder why he chose to be there" Einstein said.
Diego only kept quiet.
'I ain't in prison for nine years doing nothing'- he recalled Griffin's words. What if this asshole has been planning all of these for the whole nine years? Griffin immediately made his move as soon as he got out..
"Phoenix is still with him, only God knows what he is doing with her" Jameson said, having a worried look.
She could be dead or alive.. badly hurt.
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In a dark room, Phoenix's hands were still tied apart. She was bleeding all over. Her expression was weak.. the room was heavily guarded.
She was trying to keep her breath steady.. is there any hope for her?
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"We can't just go to the clan and ask for Griffin. It would be dangerous" Aiden said this time.
"Diego?" Jameson called the man quiet the whole time. He looked up to the trio, his expression unreadable.
"We'll talk about this later," Diego said, clenching his jaw.
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"Have you eaten?"
"Yes wife"
"Shower"
"Of course wife"
"You're not hurt right?"
Diego laughed lightly. He was on a video call with Candy.
"Why are you laughing? I'm just worried" Candy pouted.
"Hm. If I were there with you I would have shut you up with a kiss" Diego said.
"I'd love that very much," Candy grinned.
"What about you?" He asked.
"I'm fine, I just miss you" She smiled.
They talked for a long while before ending the call. Diego's expression changed as he thought of something. His gaze moved to the door and he stood.
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In a dark room, a figure stepped in. His breath was shaky as he picked up his ringing phone.
"Why are you calling? I told you it shouldn't be sudden" He tried to keep his voice very low.
"Watch the tone you use Aiden. I haven't heard from you in a while" Griffin's voice sounded over the phone.
Aiden clenched his jaw, then chewed on his lower lips.
"Diego is in Moscow," He whispered.
"Hm, I know that would happen. What is he planning?" He asked.
"N.. nothing yet" Aiden whispered.
"Don't lie to me, boy"
"I swear, there's nothing. I can't talk to you right now. Please understand" Aiden said. "What are you planning?" He asked.
"Get the fuck out," Griffin's said ending the call. Aiden swept his hair backward in frustration. He took a deep breath and rested both hands on the window drifting into a deep thought.
A sudden click sound could be heard and his eyes widened.
'Don't tell me...' His face turned pale. 'There's someone else in the room the whole time'.
The clicking sound continued as he slowly turned his head to where the sound was coming from.
A lighter was turned on revealing the figure's shadow. No one needed to tell Aiden, it was the devil. He couldn't read his expression. His aura emanates danger, sending a chill down his spine.
Without a word, he kept turning the lighter on and off slowly...
Aiden muttered.
"Mr... Pre...sident?"