The sweet taste of revenge. Destroying Luciano's business was a masterpiece, a work of art that I savored every moment of. It was a slow and painful demise, like a poison that coursed through their veins, suffocating them with every passing day.
I recall the look of desperation in their eyes as they scrambled to keep their empire from crumbling. It was almost... palpable. Their fear, their anxiety, their desperation. It was music to my ears.
And the best part? It was child's play. All it took was a subtle whisper in the right ears, a strategically placed bribe, and the vultures began to circle. The others were so easily swayed, their loyalty bought and paid for with a few scraps of silver.
I watched with great amusement as they turned on each other, like rats in a sinking ship. The Lucianos were losing their grip.
