The grand hall of their new palace was silent.
Mirshad Removed the Sirius Ring from his finger and placed on the table.
For a second, it vibrated—as if sensing the intensity of the moment.
Then, in an instant, a holographic screen appeared in the air, projecting the most powerful faces in the world.
✔️ Presidents.
✔️ Prime Ministers.
✔️ Business Tycoons.
✔️ The rulers of finance and power.
Rayyan leaned forward. "So, this is who we are up against?"
Mirshad swiped the screen.
Suddenly, new faces appeared. Hidden faces.
Men and women connected to a single figure.
Faisal's eyes narrowed. "Who the hell are these people?"
Mirshad's voice was cold. "These are the real rulers. The ones controlling the world from the shadows."
The room froze.
Malik cursed. "We've been focusing on the wrong people all along."
Mirshad pointed at the center face.
A man with piercing eyes and a cruel smirk.
"David."
The brothers exchanged glances.
"Daniel's son."
Malik clenched his jaw. "The son of the man we buried years ago."
Faisal shook his head. "Damn. He survived?"
Mirshad nodded. "Not just survived. He's ruling everything. He took his father's empire and built something even bigger."
Then, he swiped the screen again.
A woman's face appeared beside David.
Blonde. Ice-cold stare.
Jennifer.
Mirshad exhaled. "She's the one keeping the world leaders under control. Every president, every prime minister… they bow to her."
The room went silent again.
Then, Faisal spoke. "So… what's the move, son?"
Mirshad smiled darkly. "She plans to ambush us at the meeting tomorrow."
Rayyan smirked. "Let's kill her first."
Mirshad nodded. "That's exactly the plan."
Amir clapped his hands. "Finally, we get to stretch our muscles."
Mirshad's voice was firm. "But I want all the ghosts beside me. The ghosts you buried years ago."
Faisal hesitated. "Son, you can handle this alone."
Mirshad shook his head. "No, Baba. This war is ours. Together."
Rayyan cracked his knuckles. "Alright then. Let's end her."
Six black armored cars lined up outside the palace.
Mirshad handed out keys.
"Each car is equipped with Sirius. Attack mode, defense mode, AI navigation. Use it well."
Malik smirked. "Damn, bro. You made these cars smarter than half the world."
Amir laughed. "Can they cook food too?"
Mirshad chuckled. "Maybe next upgrade."
One by one, they drove into the night.
Destination: Jennifer's hideout.
An abandoned skyscraper, filled with over 150 elite mercenaries.
Jennifer thought she would ambush Boss tomorrow.
She had no idea…
Boss was already coming for her.
The cars parked a few blocks away.
Mirshad pressed a button inside his car.
A small drone, disguised as a fly, took off.
✔️ Scouting Mode Activated.
✔️ Mapping Enemy Positions.
After a few minutes, the data loaded on their screens.
✔️ 150 soldiers.
✔️ 20 rooftop snipers.
✔️ Jennifer—Top floor.
Amir whistled. "Damn, she came prepared."
Faisal turned to Mirshad. "What's the move?"
Mirshad exhaled. "This is dangerous for you guys. Let me handle it. If anyone gets close to me—Rayyan, finish them."
Then, he activated his nano-tech suit.
A black armor wrapped around his body, glowing faintly.
Malik shook his head. "This is some next-level shit."
Faisal placed a hand on Mirshad's shoulder. "We are proud of you, son."
Mirshad grabbed Soul Reaver.
He whispered to his sword. "Ready, partner?"
A faint glow ran across the blade.
Then, in a blink… he disappeared.
Inside the skyscraper, death moved unseen.
Soldiers fell one by one.
Mirshad moved like a shadow, his speed unnatural, his sword slicing through bodies before their screams could even echo.
One mercenary turned— his head was already gone.
Another raised his gun— his hands were severed before he could pull the trigger.
By the time anyone realized what was happening… half the army was already dead.
Jennifer stood at the top, waiting.
Her hands clenched around a pistol.
Her last remaining guards pointed their rifles at the stairwell.
A moment of silence.
Then— the lights flickered.
Footsteps.
One by one, the guards disappeared into the shadows.
Jennifer's breath became uneven.
Her hands trembled.
Then, from the darkness, a voice:
"Are you scared?"
She turned.
Mirshad stood behind her.
His black nano-suit dripped with blood.
His sword rested on his shoulder, glowing in the dim light.
Jennifer fired.
The bullets hit his suit—nothing happened.
She emptied the entire magazine.
No reaction.
She grabbed a sword from the table and rushed at him.
A mistake.
Mirshad dodged every strike with ease, his movements like a ghost.
He let her attack, let her exhaust herself.
Then, when she finally realized she stood no chance…
She dropped her sword.
She fell to her knees.
Her voice cracked. "Who… who are you?"
A phone rang.
On the screen: "Partner – David."
Mirshad answered.
David's voice was angry. "Whoever you are, let her go."
Mirshad smirked. "David… you're speaking to the wrong person."
David's voice shook. "Who… who are you?"
Mirshad's grip tightened on his sword.
"I am the man who will destroy everything you built."
Then, without hesitation—
He severed Jennifer's head.
Blood splattered across the room.
Jennifer's lifeless eyes stared into nothingness.
Mirshad grabbed her head by the hair and lifted it up.
He turned the phone camera to face it.
David's screams erupted from the speaker.
"YOU BASTARD! I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN! I WILL END YOU!"
Mirshad's voice remained cold.
"No, David. You will come to me."
"I will erase your empire, and when I do… you will kneel before me."
He ended the call.
Then, he walked out of the building, Jennifer's head swinging in his grip.
Outside, the brothers waited near the cars.
Amir leaned against the door. "Done, brother?"
Mirshad smirked. "I brought you a gift."
He threw Jennifer's head to Amir.
Everyone froze.
Malik cursed. "What the actual f*, bro?!"**
Rayyan laughed. "This guy… killed her and gift-wrapped her head for us!"
Jabir shook his head. "This is why I love him."
Amir opened a suitcase and placed Jennifer's head inside.
Faisal frowned. "Why do we need this?"
Mirshad's eyes were sharp. "To show the leaders tomorrow. To make them understand that they are in the safest hands."
Jabir nodded. "Damn. A 'gift' for the world's leaders from BOSS himself."
They got in their cars and drove back.
At the palace entrance, Sophia and Sara sat outside.
Sara raised an eyebrow. "Where were you guys?"
Mirshad smiled. "Just sightseeing."
Sara crossed her arms. "And how was London?"
Mirshad smirked. "Beautiful. I loved it."
Then, Sara's sharp eyes noticed something.
A small bloodstain on Mirshad's shirt.
She narrowed her eyes. "Hmmm… I believe you. But first, before entering, remove your shirt."
Mirshad blinked. "Why?"
Sara smirked. "Because there's blood on it."
Baba sighed. "Sophia is here, son. Don't walk in like this."
Mirshad removed his shirt.
Amir's eyes widened. "Damn. What a body."
Mirshad shook his head. "Brother, don't start."
Amir grinned. "Sorry, bro. Just give me one second. My eyes are falling in love with your abs."
Everyone laughed.
Sophia, watching from a distance, noticed everything.
She said nothing.
She just smiled softly.
Inside the palace, the dining table was filled with food.
Jabir and Malik rushed forward.
Jabir: "Ohh, I'm starving! Where do I start?"
Malik: "Let's just take everything!"
Everyone laughed as they gathered.
For the first time in three years—
They ate together.
They laughed together.
The room was filled with joy, jokes, and peace.
Mirshad looked around.
His family. His people. His strength.
And for the first time…
He felt truly home.
After dinner, everyone went to their rooms.
The palace was silent.
Mirshad sat alone in the hall, scrolling through his phone, lost in thought.
Then— soft footsteps.
He turned.
Sophia.
She stood near him.
She asked softly. "Why aren't you sleeping?"
Mirshad sighed. "Just thinking."
Sophia smiled. "I was sleeping… but I woke up to check if you were okay."
Mirshad raised an eyebrow. "And?"
Sophia sat beside him. "You look exhausted."
Mirshad smiled slightly. "Maybe."
A moment of silence.
Then, Mirshad asked. "Are you afraid? Of this life?"
Sophia shook her head. "No."
Mirshad frowned. "Why not?"
Sophia looked at him, her eyes warm. "Because you're here. And as long as you're here, I know I'm safe."
Mirshad felt his heart tighten.
For a moment, he forgot the war, the blood, the power.
It was just her.
Then, he hesitated. "Would you mind… if I rested on your lap?"
Sophia smiled softly. "I wouldn't mind at all."
Mirshad lay down, his head on her lap.
Sophia gently ran her fingers through his hair.
His breathing slowed.
For the first time in years…
He felt peace.
And together, they fell asleep in silence.