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THE APPLE'S OF HIS EYE CHAP 40:{ Demands declined}
{ Mac Allister}About 4 hours left since I came across stranger who claimed to be my brother. I feel betrayed by my late dad and mum, who did not tell me this truth. Eventually, I asked if what he was saying was true. I wouldn't forgive my mum and my late dad.I needed to ask my mum some questions, so I got off of my bed and put on a Hawaiian T-shirt before exiting my room. I adjusted the rearview mirror, catching a glimpse of Bruno's reflection standing beside my car. The urgency of the situation weighed heavily on my mind as I prepared to face yet another threat to my empire. Bruno, my trusted confidant, stood at the ready, awaiting my command."No, Bruno, your service won't be needed right now," I informed him, my voice conveying a mix of concern and determination. Starting the car, I felt its engine roar to life, and I firmly gripped the steering wheel. Time was of the essence; there was no room for delay.As I pulled out of the car park, the familiar sights of my estate faded
THE APPLE'S OF HIS EYE CHAP 41:{ Escape}
{Abebi}"Your fate has been sealed,"" the negotiations fail,""You have barely two hours left," Lorenzo sneered, his voice laced with malice. The words hung in the air, ominous and filled with impending doom. Every fibre of my being screamed for escape, but the restraints that bound me to the chair only served to emphasize my helplessness.Desperation seeped into my voice as I mustered the strength to respond. "I can negotiate. I have the money," I pleaded, my voice trembling with fear and uncertainty. I hoped that somehow my offer could sway his merciless heart, that my life could be spared.Lorenzo's laughter echoed through the room, a chilling sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Your money is worthless to me," he declared coldly, his eyes gleaming with a sinister resolve. It became painfully clear that this was about more than mere financial gain. There was a deep-rooted vendetta driving his actions, a quest to restore his lost honor.The realization left me reeling, my min
THE APPLE'S OF HIS EYE CHAP 42:{ Deligence}
{Mac Allister }I groaned as the loud ringtone pierced through the silence of my bedroom. Rubbing my temples, I stumbled out of bed and reached for my phone. Irritation filled me as I saw the name displayed on the screen—Lorenzo.Reluctantly, I answered the call, my voice laced with a hint of annoyance. "Hello," I muttered."Mac Allister," Lorenzo's voice sneered from the other end of the line. The sound of his voice sent a surge of anger through me. How dare he intrude upon my peace?"I told you I am not sending you a dime," I snapped, my frustration palpable. "She means nothing to me."Lorenzo's reply was laced with venom, his words dripping with malice. "She escaped our grasp, but we are coming for her—and then for you."The threat hung in the air, and my anger intensified. Without another word, I abruptly ended the call, my fingers slamming down on the screen. The room fell into silence once more, but my mind was restless.I returned to my bed, lying down.I groaned as my phon
THE APPLE'S OF HIS EYE CHAP 43:{Bossy}
{Abebi}Sitting in my office, the rhythmic beats of music floating in the background, I received an incoming call. It was Camelia, my trusted associate. I lowered the volume of the sound system and answered the call."Hello, boss. Your in-laws just checked into the building," Camelia informed me. "They are asking for you," she added."Bring them to my office," I replied, acknowledging the urgency in her voice. Ending the call, I composed myself and prepared to receive my guests.Within minutes, Camelia appeared at the door of my office, accompanied by an elderly man and woman.They exuded a sense of authority and wisdom. A smile graced my face as I rose from my chair to greet them."Welcome to Felixco Bar," I greeted them warmly, my voice filled with genuine warmth. "Please, have a seat," I gestured towards the plush chairs in front of my desk, inviting them to make themselves comfortable.As they settled into their seats, I observed their expressions, noting a mix of curiosity and e
THE APPLE'S OF HIS EYE CHAP 44:{Brother in Arm}
{Abebi}"What took you so long?" I teased, a playful smile dancing on my lips. Tony settled into his seat, his grin betraying his amusement. I couldn't help but notice his gaze lingering on my revealing attire—a deliberate choice to attract his attention."Ada issue, right?" I said, addressing his unspoken question. Tony's expression softened, understanding the weight of the situation. His playful demeanor gave way to a more serious tone."If you're here to mock me, I should go now," Tony retorted, attempting to mask his vulnerability. But I knew better."I have a proposal for you, brother," I said, sliding a paper across the table. Tony took a few moments to read through the document, his eyes widening with each passing word."You don't mean it," Tony uttered, a mix of disbelief and excitement coloring his voice. The implications of the proposal were far-reaching, promising a future that seemed almost too good to be true."There are conditions," I stated firmly, reminding Tony that
THE APPLE'S OF HIS EYE CHAP 45{The death of "angel of death"}
{Abebi }( the next morning)I walked into Felixco Bar with my brother Tony by my side. The atmosphere was lively, and Camelia greeted us warmly. "Good morning, Camelia," I responded with a smile. Tony and I then made our way through a narrow door that led us to Felixco Wine Factory. The workers inside paused their tasks, their attention drawn to our presence.Taking a moment to gather their focus, I cleared my throat and addressed them. "Hello, everyone," I began, projecting my voice to ensure all could hear. The workers shifted, giving their full attention."This is Tony," I introduced him, gesturing towards my brother. "He will be your new coordinator."I emphasized the importance of respecting Tony, stating clearly, "Any disrespect towards him is, in essence, disrespect towards me." The workers exchanged glances, acknowledging the gravity of my words. I wanted them to understand the significance of their behavior and the unity required for our collective success.Drawing their
THE APPLE'S OF HIS EYE CHAPTER 46:{ The mafia way}
{Mac Allister}I entered the hospital room, holding a beautiful rose, my mother's favorite flower. "Good morning," I greeted her, offering the flower with a smile. She replied in kind, acknowledging my presence. I couldn't help but notice the newspaper lying on the table next to her bed, and a frown formed on my face."How is your body?" I asked, concerned about her well-being. She assured me that she was gradually getting better. However, my frustration surfaced as I noticed the negative newsprint in the room. "Mom, I've told you to stay away from the news. Negative news isn't good for your health," I scolded gently.But she seemed determined to share something with me. "Have you read the newspaper?" she asked, her voice filled with a mix of curiosity and intrigue. Surprised, I responded, "Hmm, no, Mom. I've been preoccupied with worrying about you. I have had little time for anything else.Then she revealed the reason for her insistence. "Angel of Death is dead," she declared, r
THE APPLE'S OF HIS EYE CHAP 47:{ The meeting}
{Mac Allister}The scorching sun beat down on the tar road, its rays casting an unforgiving glare. With a sense of urgency, I voiced my concern to Bruno about not missing the designated track. He focused on the map displayed on the phone screen, navigating our way through the bustling traffic.As we sped past cars, our speedometer pushing its limits, a sudden halt came upon us at a traffic light. The abrupt stop caught us off guard, and I could feel the tension mounting in the air. Before I could react, a massive trailer emerged from the side of the road, colliding with our car. The impact sent our vehicle tumbling down the side of the road, careening until it landed in a flat expanse at the bottom of the valley.In the aftermath, our car lay upside-down, its metal structure twisted and mangled. Bruno and I found ourselves hanging upside-down from our seat belts, disoriented and trapped. It was a dire situation, made worse by the approaching figure of a man. The glint of a 44-magnum
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