Chapter 9 - The Final Eviction
The heavy mahogany doors of the grand library violently swung open.
Four massive, heavily armed syndicate enforcers marched directly into the bright, luxurious room. They completely bypassed the massive mafia boss and walked straight up to the weeping, ruined adviser on the floor.
"Take him," Gabriel ordered smoothly, not even looking at the pathetic traitor.
"No! Please, Gabriel!" Julian screamed in total, undeniable disgrace as the heavy enforcers aggressively grabbed him by the arms with bone-crushing force.
"Get your filthy hands off me!" Julian shrieked wildly, desperately trying to fight the massive men. "I am a senior adviser! You need me!"
"I don't need a parasite," Gabriel stated clinically. "Strip him of his expensive suit. Take his watch, his keys, and his passport. And then drop him directly in the center of the rival cartel's territory. Let him explain to them why he framed them for a car bombing five years ago."
Julian let out a horrific, high-pitched scream of pure, apocalyptic terror. He knew exactly what the rival cartel would do to him once they found out he was the one who started the war.
They forcefully dragged the weeping, humiliated titan backward across the pristine Persian rug, completely exposing him to the vicious reality of his own actions. He was forcefully dragged out of the luxury penthouse and shoved brutally into the elevator, his high-society life permanently erased in a single afternoon.
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The chaotic, toxic energy was entirely dragged out of the room, plunging the beautiful library back into a profound, heavy peace.
👉 Six months later, the toxic monster received his absolute, final consequence.
