Chapter 5 - The Ghost Returns
Sylvester Stallone.
The name was a legend, a myth whispered in the darkest, most powerful corridors of the city's underworld. Ten years ago, he had been the undisputed, terrifying boss of the most powerful Mafia syndicate in the country. He controlled the docks, the politicians, and the flow of money. And then, he had simply vanished. Many believed he was dead; others believed he was running the empire from the shadows.
But he was standing right here, in the middle of a high-society charity gala, wearing a plain dark shirt.
Sylvester didn't rush to take the folder. He slowly looked around the stunned room. His cinematic, slow eye movement swept over the pale, terrified faces of the city's elite.
Suddenly, a dozen men in sharp suits who had been blending in with the crowd as regular guests immediately stepped forward, breaking their cover. They didn't draw weapons, but they stood at strict, rigid attention, forming a protective, lethal barrier around Sylvester.
He hadn't been alone. The room was entirely his.
Vivienne’s heart slammed against her ribs. The arrogant, cruel socialite suddenly realized she was a tiny insect trapped in a cage with a silverback gorilla. She scrambled backward on the wet marble, cutting her hand on a broken piece of the ceramic vase, too terrified to even feel the pain.
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Sylvester finally reached out and took the leather folder from the manager’s trembling hands.
👉 The legendary mafia boss turned his attention back to the bleeding socialite, and the contents of the folder were about to seal her doom.
