Somewhere in Italy Sicily
In the dimly lit office of the notorious mafia boss, a woman's moans echoed through the corridors. The boss, Don Salvatore, had his hands buried deep in the curvaceous form of a young mistress. His lips were locked in a passionate kiss with her, their tongues entwined in a frenzied dance.
As they descended into a deeper state of ecstasy, a knock at the door interrupted their tryst. At first it was quiet, no one would have the guts to interrupt the don in a period like this.
"Who the fuck is it" he barked with his Italian accent flowing in each words.
"You have 5 mins before I blow your head up" He quickly and carefully brought out a pistol from one of the drawers as he headed towards the door.
The already scared lady quickly pulled back up her bra and adjusted her shifted panties. Hiding herself at the far end of the room. Salvatore asked again for the second time but got no reply. He slowly then opened the door bringing his head out but found nothing in the dark passage he slowly the walked out to the balcony and still nothing. Pissed, he angrily returned to his office to get a shirt on as he was about to rain blood. He already knew what was that.... Or rather who was that.
Within the opulent confines of the mafia mansion, A man stood poised, his gaze piercing through the decadence that surrounded him. Clad in attire that spoke of both elegance and strength and mystery, his very presence seemed to command respect, even from the shadows that lurked in the corners of the room.
As he strode through the ornate halls, a sense of foreboding gripped Him, a premonition of the danger that lay ahead. It wasn't long before his suspicions were confirmed, as the henchmen of the mafia boss emerged from the shadows, their eyes cold and calculating, their weapons gleaming with malice.
"I see you got my message Salvatore, sorry I ruined your moment" With a silent resolve, The strange guy called upon his extraordinary abilities, a halo of light encircling him as he prepared for battle. The mafia squad, undeterred by his formidable presence, moved to surround him, their leader's smirk dripping with arrogance as he issued commands with impunity.
But This guy was no ordinary man. With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed a wave of energy, sending the mafia thugs staggering back in disbelief. With each strike, he moved with the fluidity of a dancer and the precision of a master swordsman, his powers bending reality to his will.
The air filled with the crackle of gunfire as the mafia squad unleashed a hail of bullets, but Uriel remained untouched, a shield of shimmering light deflecting their every shot. With a righteous fury burning in his heart, he retaliated, his powers engulfing his enemies in a blaze.
Amidst the chaos, the mafia boss emerged from the shadows, his arrogance unyielding even in the face of wrath. But the man of power was undeterred, his resolve unshakeable as he faced his adversary head-on. With a final surge of energy, he struck down the crime lord, his victory a triumph of self pleasing.
As the last of the mafia squad fell, the man stood amidst the wreckage of the mansion, a solitary figure bathed in the glow of his own righteousness. With a solemn nod, he vanished into the night, his mission complete but his vigilance unwavering, he left a note written on it.,... "BLESSED DEVIL".
Joshua Kels POV, Nigeria.
It went by so quickly. In the blink of an eye I was now the richest dude in the world. With a networth of about 800 billion USD to my name. With the biggest tech producing company in the world now in my hands. My face was all over the world on different screens. I was Introduced to rich and powerful people whom I taught boring as I only ever watched them on TV. People like Clinton ford, the owner of NSP (National security Precautions) he was about my age but should be like 22 or so, he's dad according to Ben was good friends of my father. while My Kel enterprise comprised of different aspect technology involved. He's consisted mainly of weapons. We got to know each other exchanged business cards and promised to catch up some less busy time. To round up the day I had a meeting with the board. I taught it was too early but Ben said it's normal given the status of my new found position and what it costs.
I sat at the head of the long, polished table, flanked by the board members. Mr. Thompson, the chief financial officer, stood to my right, a stern expression on his face. To my left, Mrs. Rodriguez, the chief marketing officer, smiled warmly.
"Mr Kel, as you know, your father built this company from the ground up," Mr. Thompson began. "And in his wisdom, he established two distinct branches of the company: the Left and the Right."
I nodded, familiar with the basic structure.
"The Left, led by Mrs. Judith focuses on innovation and progress, pushing the boundaries of technology and social responsibility," Mr. Thompson explained.
Mrs. Judith a young stunning girl, beamed with pride. "We're the heart of the company, Mr Kel We drive the vision and creativity."
Mr. Thompson cleared his throat. "And the Right, led by myself, focuses on stability and tradition, ensuring the company's financial security and growth."
I felt a sense of unease as I glanced at Diana, who sat across from me, her eyes locked on mine. She was a board member and my girlfriend, I knew she had strong opinions on the company's direction.
"I see," I said, trying to sound neutral. "But what about the projects that don't fit neatly into either category?"
Mr. Thompson frowned. "Those are the ones we need to be cautious about, Kel They can be costly and risky."
Diana spoke up, "But, Mr. Thompson, those are the very projects that could propel us forward. We can't just play it safe all the time."
I nodded in agreement. "I think Diana has a point. We should at least consider exploring those opportunities."
Mrs. Judith smiled. "I agree with Joshua and Diana. We need to be bold and adapt to changing times."
Mr. Thompson's expression turned stern. "I understand your enthusiasm, but we can't ignore the potential risks. Your father was cautious for a reason, Joshua"
Diana's eyes flashed with determination. "That's Kel for you Mr. Thompson, His father also believed in innovation and progress. He wouldn't want us to stagnate."
The room fell silent, the tension palpable. I knew this was just the beginning of a long and challenging journey, but with Diana by my side, I felt a sense of hope and determination. We would find a way to balance it all, to drive the company forward while staying true to my father's legacy. My dad wanted to help the world and I'm going to make sure I do my best a accomplishing that.
I dismissed the meeting and headed out to my car I needed sleep right now. Diana walked up to me with a gift package in her hand as she handed it to me wishing me a happy birthday.
" You taught I'd forget didn't ya" she said with a smile that could outshine the sun.
"Course I didn't besides I knew you was busy with all this.....shits" I said while walking her with her besides me.
Diana : you know all this "SHITS" is your dad's right?
" I didn't mean it that way D, it's just I think it's all gon be too much for me to handle" I replied feeling stressed.
"egbon relax jor nor dey do like princess" she replied with her typical pidgin accent rubbing off in each of her words.
" Where's Peter, I taught he was supposed to be here with you today" she wondered out loud.
And I also was just thinking the same thing " I wonder also...stupid ass nigga. Where's a best friend when you need one".
"Probably in the midst of some boobs and ass if you asked me" she replied and we both laughed it into the air. Got into my car and zoomed off