For the past several years, Dimitri had been the official head of the Santoris family. After showing his natural ability to expand their business into different horizons and leading them into a victory for each venture, not bowing down to his enemies, no matter what problem he countered, has proven in more ways than one that he was capable.

Matthew, his father, couldn't be prouder, his sound was more ruthless and aggressive than he was at that age. He knew that the family was in good hands by the time he had retired. From time to time, Dimitri still sought his guidance, which he was happy to help with.

He was a force to be reckoned with, and just saying his name out loud made people who belonged in the underworld, quake in fear. But for the normal person, the Santoris family was known as one of the richest families in the country, part of an elite group known as the Aristocratic families.

They are powerful and ruthless when it comes to their business deals, they always get what they want, and they get it at any cost.

Dimitri had arrived in a black unmarked car, which made people at the hospital stop and stare. It was seldom that they had wealthy people come to their city.

And the man who just came out of the vehicle wearing a very expensive grey tailored suit looked just that, important and wealthy. He had a very handsome face, but his eyes were very observant, sweeping the area before he even took a step forward, like he was looking for something.

They all wondered who this person was, and what brought him to B city as two men in suits ushered him in. Gabriel's men had been on guard in and around the hospital and had been waiting for his arrival. They knew that nobody made Dimitri wait.

As soon as he entered his brothers' room Gabriel tried to get up, but he just waved his hand, and that made Gabriel stop moving.

"Brother, I am really sorry about what happened, I just meant to teach them a lesson, but they started firing back, and I had no choice but to finish all of them. I didn't have a choice," Gabriel said in a pitiful tone. Dimitri stared at him, and Gabriel began to sweat.

"Is that all you have to say?" Dimitri asked in a stern tone.

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have done it," Gabriel turned tail and decided to apologize, it didn't seem like Dimitri was in a forgiving mood today. He had to plead for his case, otherwise, he knows that his punishment will be grave.

"I went in alone thinking it would be easy, just some diplomatic bullshit that needed to be done, but at the last moment, they told me that they decided to sell the land to another party. They looked smug about it too, asking me to leave, so I got angry and took my gun out, I was just going to scare them to give us back the deal, but there were more people in there than I assumed, and they started shooting back. I got a little careless," Gabriel said in a hurried tone.

"A little careless? Gabe, you call this a little careless?" Dimitri raised his eyebrow and said in a mocking tone.

"Okay fine, I was negligent of the fact that I could have died in there," Gabriel obediently accepted his mistakes. He knew better than to argue with his brother.

"What did I tell you before you left?" Dimitri snapped.

"I didn't think it through, but you see I took all of them out, and everything is fine," Gabriel stated.

"Everything is not fucking fine, are you a fucking idiot?" Dimitri roared. He was so angry that his veins were popping out on his forehead. Gabriel flinched, waiting for his brother to hit him.

"You, were shot, and you tell me everything is fine? If you were unlucky, we would be burying you right now," Dimitri thought his brother did not understand the magnitude of the situation. It was his duty to protect his brother when his father gave him the responsibility to take care of the business and their family.

"It looks like you have the guts to ignore my orders now," Dimitri remarked, and his brother interrupted, saying 'It's not that, it's just I thought I could handle it by myself, and I wanted to make you proud."

"So, that's what you wanted to do?" Dimitri mocked, "You know what, I think sending you to the African training camp for a year would be enough punishment for you," he dictated.

"WHAT NO! I won't go there," Gabriel yelled profusely.

Being sent to the African training camp was his biggest nightmare. They were sent out in the wilderness or the jungle on their own, depending on why they were sent there. It may take as long as several years to as short as a few months, but anybody who has been there wished they'd never have to come back.

All of the Santoris' men were sent to train there. They were usually abandoned in the rainforest, where all they had were the tents and the packs on their back. They had to get provisions like food and shelter from the area they were in, if they were lucky there would be fish available in the rivers or streams, or there would be game wandering about for them to hunt. But just like the weather in the rainforest was unpredictable, so was food, so when they had no animals to eat they were stuck with porridge, gruel, or worse, just soup to warm their bellies.

They had to endure large mosquitoes that would bite you endlessly, snakes that slither into your bedding at night, and bugs that lay their eggs under your skin which would usually cause an infection, and not to mention the other bigger animals that could eat you.

During the day, they used the time to train with each other, keeping their physical strengths up. They would employ no holds barred type of kickboxing or wrestling matches, which left the loser and the winner equally injured and depleted by the end of the day.

Their camps would get attacked by wild animals at all hours of the day, so they were always vigilant and alert. The animals keeping them on their toes alone made for great training.

Gabriel was just thinking about how horrible the conditions were when he remembered there were no women there he could play with. How was he going to survive a year without getting laid? He had to convince Dimitri not to send him because he cannot leave his very lavish lifestyle to one of poverty.

"Brother, please, I beg of you, do not send me to Africa, give me one more chance. I promise nothing like this will ever happen again. I swear on my life," he begged.

"This will be the last time," Dimitri warned, he was not beyond forgiving when it came to his brother.

"Yes, brother I will never disappoint you again," Gabriel was relieved he was able to sweet-talk his brother. Maybe his brother felt pity when he saw how badly injured he was.

"Can I get discharged today?" Gabriel asked, hopeful, he was squirming in his bed, not used to the sheets that made his skin itch. He was in the VIP section, but the hospital did not look like it housed a lot of very wealthy people, so they didn't have the amenities of a larger city, plus he hated being in the hospital. He wanted to sleep in his bed as soon as possible.

Dimitri narrowed his eyes and said, "You will stay here until you are completely healed, or I will send you somewhere you may never recover,"

"Yes, I will," Gabriel meekly replied.

"I will be in the city for a few days, and I will come to check on you, so you better stay here," Dimitri stated and walked out.

Dimitri was going to settle the score with the enemies that betrayed him, they thought going behind his back would fool him when they promised to sell him the land he wanted. Giving it to someone else was the worst thing they could have done.

And on top of that, they harmed his brother. It seemed like they had to remind these people who Dimitri Santoris was.

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