THE CALL

Male lead - Kaiwen

Bsf - Josh

enemy - moritz , his sister -nizel

Female lead - nizel

brother - alex

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Kaiwen sat in the dimly lit office, the walls adorned with the cold luxury of his mafia empire. The only sound that filled the room was the clink of ice in his glass as he took another sip, the burning whiskey doing little to numb the anger churning in his chest. His thoughts were consumed with revenge. The plans were already set in motion, and his enemy would soon regret crossing him.

Then, the phone rang.

Kaiwen didn’t hesitate. His eyes flickered to the screen, an unknown number flashing. He picked it up.

The voice on the other end was eerily calm, the tone dripping with a mocking undertone.

"It’s done. You’ll be receiving news soon."

Kaiwen’s pulse quickened, but he kept his voice steady. "What news?"

The voice chuckled softly. "The one you've been waiting for. You’ve always been so eager for the outcome. Well, now it's here."

The cryptic response made Kaiwen’s blood run cold. He clenched the phone tighter. "You think you can just taunt me and get away with it?"

But the voice didn’t answer. Instead, it dropped the final words:

"You’ll find out soon enough. Hope you're ready for what’s coming."

And with that, the call ended.

Kaiwen stood, the room spinning with questions. There was no direct confession. No clear explanation. But the way the voice had spoken, the certainty that lingered—it was clear: his rival was playing a game, and Kaiwen was the pawn. The thought gnawed at him.

Before he could make sense of it, a frantic knock came on the door. His head snapped toward it as one of his guards entered, breathless and wide-eyed.

"Sir… there’s a situation. One of the employees… he’s just made it to the mansion. He’s… in terrible condition."

Kaiwen’s heart skipped a beat. He didn’t wait for another word. He stormed out of the room, his footsteps echoing in the hall.

The guard led him to the foyer, where an employee—pale, gasping for breath—slumped against the wall. His body trembled as he tried to speak, but only broken gasps escaped.

Kaiwen crouched before him, fury rising in his chest. "What happened? Tell me."

The employee struggled to form the words, eyes darting with fear. "It’s… it’s your best friend, sir… the accident… it happened… it’s… too late..."

Kaiwen’s world seemed to tilt. His best friend—the one person he trusted—gone in an instant, torn away by his enemy’s hand. But the more the employee tried to explain, the more fragmented his words became.

The room fell silent.

Kaiwen stood up slowly, a storm brewing inside him. The voice on the phone hadn’t given him a direct answer, but Kaiwen knew the truth now. The enemy had struck, and the game had just begun.

But why this cryptic message? Why had the enemy not claimed victory outright? Kaiwen’s mind raced, the pieces not quite fitting together.

His empire had just taken a hit, but it was only the beginning. And with his best friend’s death, Kaiwen would burn everything to the ground—if only to see his enemy suffer as much as he had.

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