When everyone runs after money, I started to conquer power, but what for and at what price, I didn't know until I had it all myself, and now I am the most powerful man in the whole world. Who will stop me from achieving anything that I have my eyes on? The answer is no one now; I am in my office, sitting at my desk, overlooking the whole of NYC beneath me. It should feel good, but I don't feel anything other than others' fear. I have that primal urge to kill anyone now.

My phone rings from the desk when I see whose calling. I see it's my second in command, Michael. I pick it up and ask what the problem is. He says, "Boss, the shipment has been reached, but I have some news about Nicholas." Nicholas is my partner, and we are practically like brothers. He looks in the Chicago territory, but he works under me, and we have grown up together, so I ask what news. He says that "Nicholas' wife is seen with the Italian guy in their club, our informant informed me," which means betrayal from Nicholas, so I have to either kill him to show my respect to my people, or Nicholas has to kill his wife to show us respect and show respect to our oath.

So I tell him to find Nicholas, he says at his office, so I tell him to prepare my private jet. I cut the call and got up from my desk, and started to walk. I go past my receptionist; she says, "Sir, there is a meeting in half an hour with the tech company." I stopped to take a glance at her, and at my glance, she understood not to stop me from my tasks. She bows her head in fear. "Clear all my schedule for today," I say gruffly, not waiting for her answer.

I got into my private elevator, clicked the basement button, it went down, then I stepped out of the elevator and took my black McLaren and started the car, and started going towards the airport. In the meantime, I reach the airport, I go through the second door, I reach in front of my jet, I get out of my McLaren, and see my second in command standing with my security. I got on the jet, the pilot greeted me, and the flight attendant greeted me with a seductive look, so I ignored it. The jet took off after a few minutes.

We reached Chicago after 2 hours, then I got out of my seat towards the jet exit, got down from the jet, and saw there were guards and cars waiting for me. We got into the car, and my guards were in the other cars.

We reached Nicholas' office; I got out of the car and started going towards the elevator. People are looking at me in fear. I like that fear in their eyes. We took the elevator and reached Nicholas' floor, and started going towards his office. I opened his office door and took in the scene in front of me. His wife is on her knees naked in front of her husband, his gun is trained on her forehead, begging him to spare her life, but when his eyes shifted toward me, he pulled the trigger, Bang, and then a shout echoed from her mouth, and then her body sprawled on the marble floor with blood around her.

I walked towards him, and he got up from his seat and greeted me. "Pakhan, I killed the traitor that whore was selling our information to the Italians with her body." I punched him square in the jaw and, with gritted teeth, asked him, "Do you know how vulnerable that information was? That information could destroy us totally." I took him by his collar and said, "If you don't find out how much information your whore wife sold, I will kill you in front of the whole bratva, but at first I will torture you till your body can't take it, and then I will make you eaten by the rats. Do you understand?" He says, "Yes, Pakhan, I will find out and destroy that information before anyone can reach it." I loosened my hold and said, "Good, otherwise you know the consequences." I started walking out towards his door. My security was standing outside his door upon seeing my arrival, and they started walking behind me. Michael was behind me all the time. I said to him, "Schedule a meeting with that tech guy who can get me information on these filthy Italians."