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"I wanted him to trust me. I wanted him to believe that he had an ally in me, someone he could rely on without question. And now, at this moment, I can show him just how misplaced that trust was."
His words echoed in the low-lit basement.
"I've seen the way Dante operates, the power and influence he wields," Giuseppe continued, his voice filled with a mixture of envy and bitterness.
"He has everything that should have been mine. I've watched him rise, watched him enjoy a life of privilege and authority, while I suffered in the shadows."
His desire for power, fueled by a deep-rooted belief in his entitlement, had turned him into a crazy person.
As he spoke, his words grew colder. I knew then that reasoning with him would be a futile endeavor.
Giuseppe had become consumed by his thirst for vengeance.
In that basement, bound and helpless, I felt a heavy weight settle upon my shoulders.
The lives of Dominic, Jessie, and myself were hanging by a fragile thread.
Giuseppe's voice turned cold and menacing, "If Dante doesn't step down and relinquish his hold on the power that rightfully belongs to me, then you and the child will pay the price."
His gaze bore into mine, his intent clear. "I won't hesitate to end your lives to make my point."
The tension in the room grew palpable.
Giuseppe's threats hung in the air.
I braced myself for whatever came next, praying that Dante would arrive in time to save us from the clutches of this vengeful adversary.
As Giuseppe continued his story, a sudden cacophony of noises shattered the stillness of the room.
Gunshots rang out, followed by shouts and the unmistakable sounds of a fierce struggle.
Angela, Dominic, Jessie, and I exchanged glances filled with a mix of confusion and hope.
Dante was here!
Chapter 38
Dante
Thebattleunfoldedina chaotic frenzy as we stormed through Giuseppe's residence.
Gunshots rang out, filling the air with the thunderous roar of firearms.
The flickering lights cast eerie shadows that danced along the walls, creating a disorienting atmosphere.
With each step, my heart pounded in my chest, fueled by adrenaline and a burning determination to rescue Angela, Dominic, and Jessie from the clutches of their captors.
My men and I moved with precision, navigating the maze of hallways and rooms, taking down anyone who stood in our path.
The air was thick with the acrid scent of gunpowder, and the sounds of shattering glass and explosions reverberated through the house.
Every corner held the possibility of danger, but we pressed on, our senses on high alert.
My grip tightened around the cold metal of my weapon as I rounded a corner, confronting an enemy.
Time seemed to slow as we exchanged gunfire, the deafening blasts reverberating in my ears.
Instinct guided my movements, and with a steady aim, I incapacitated the threat, my eyes never straying from my objective.
