Chapter 16 - the phantom's downfall
silas spun around in his ergonomic leather chair, his arrogant facade violently shattering into pure, humiliating terror as the tactical lights of adrien's strike team blinded him. he stared at the heavily armed men and the towering, terrifying mafia boss standing perfectly calm in his fortress.
"you thought my family made me weak," adrien stated, his deep voice echoing off the glass walls like a death knell. "you thought a wife and a child would distract me from protecting my empire."
silas scrambled backward, reaching frantically for a weapon hidden under his desk, but he was tragically, fatally too late. adrien moved with explosive speed, grabbing the mercenary's wrist with bone-crushing force and slamming him brutally against the heavy glass window.
"i wouldn't do that," adrien warned smoothly, his dark eyes entirely devoid of mercy. "your servers are permanently bricked, and your men are neutralized. you are completely locked out of your own operation."
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silas sobbed hysterically as heavy steel handcuffs clicked sharply around his wrists. the absolute superiority of the moretti family had been proven once again. the digital storm was permanently crushed.
👉 read part 17 to see the absolute verdict.
