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Chapter:-16

Rich steps into Damon office, a large file in his hand. Damon is standing by the large window, watching the buttery rays of the sunset seemingly melt into the skyline. It's pretty. And it feels fucking satisfying that he owns every inch of the display.

Power is rather arousing, he's found.

"Damon." Rich says as he moves to stand by Damon side.

Damon looks at the younger man, with a smug, content look on his face. Rich is his second-in-command. If Damon dies, his empire goes to him. They all are training for the job since Damon pulled them from the wretched streets ten years before.

Now they all are grown ups, now they man, stands proud dressed in an immaculate dark suit. Damon cannot see the starved, fearful boy he had been. And that was down to him. Damon fucking Williams.

"What have you got?" Damon asks, facing the sight again, swirling his whisky.

He hears the shuffling of paper, "Alessia Williams, age twenty five, her mother leave her when she was born and only soul heir of Willi
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