When the Russian drug lord was done playing with the girls, he came out from the pool, and one of the bodyguards standing at the pool area walked towards him and whispered some words to him.

He glanced at the corridor leading into the house and nodded, then he waved his hand, and a robe. was brought forth to cover his body.

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After wiping the water off his hair to an extent, he walked into the house with the two of the bodyguards that have been at his side.

The drug lord walked into his primary office where Nick and the scar-faced man has been waiting for him.

Sitting down on the comfortable swivel chair, he looked at the scar-faced man who was standing before him.

He stared at him for a few more minutes. That stare made the scar-faced man nervous.

A cigar 🚬 was lit and brought to the man, and he put the stuff in his mouth and smoked for a bit, then a whiskey was poured into a glass cup 🥃 and brought to him.

The office was silent and the only sound heard was from the drug Lord who was smoking.

Two minutes later, the man put down his drink on the table before glancing back at the scar-faced man. Then he slowly spoke up in the Russian language, with a disappointed tone.

"I sent you to monitor Leila, but you ended up helping her to go against my rules. You were one of my most trusted persons, but you chose to betray me by going contrary to the rules, how do you want to be punished?."

The scar-faced man dare not breathe a sigh of relief even though he was a bit relieved that he wasn't going to be tortured before he would be killed. He already knew he was going to die, so there were no two ways about it. But he still needed to be careful with his words, or things could get worse.

"Lord, I will leave it to you." The scar-faced man said in reply. He answered back in the Russian language.

The drug lord took into considerations all the merits he had attained while working for him, so he gave him an open check even though he was going to be killed, while the scar-faced man took into consideration, that he betrayed his Boss, so he asked him to go ahead with his plans.

The drug Lord smiled and picked up his glass 🥃 to drink from it, before slowly taking a drag from his cigar 🚬.

"Even at this point, you still want to disobey me?." The drug Lord asked.

Nick had to speak up at this point to avoid him getting more punishment.

"The Boss wants you to make one request before you will be punished."

The scar-faced man got the drill, so he had to speak up. "I just want my family to stay out of this, will receive the punishment alone."

"It looks like you have come to your senses. Your wish has been granted. Sit, and tell me in details of all of Leila's plans." The Drug Lord said as he smoked away.

An hour later, the scar-faced man came out of the study and walked to the backyard to breathe the fresh air.

Nick walked towards him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"You're lucky you will not be tortured, and your family will not be touched."

"I know right? I guess this is the way the Boss wants to show me mercy. At least, I am grateful." The scar-faced man replied with his hands in his pocket as he looked into the distance.

The pool area was quiet and empty, apart from the guards standing around.

"Maybe it's because you've taken a bullet for him so many times, so he decided to return the gratitude in this way. Man, since the boss has given you a two-day vacation before your punishment, what are you waiting for?." Nick asked.

Compared to Nick, the scar-faced man had a stronger build and looked more ruthless.

"I have to leave now, I will be back." The scar-faced said to him before turning away.

During this time, The scar-faced man traveled to his hometown to visit his old mother and his unmarried younger sister.

He stayed with them for two days, and in that two days, he made them enjoy life. He took his younger sister shopping, and then he took evening walks with his mother. He also helped to do some repairs.

When he was leaving, the ruthless man without emotions, hugged his mother and his sister, before leaving, never to return.

He wanted to pass his fortune to his family, but he didn't want to do that directly, so they wouldn't suspect anything, so he decided to do that through the organization.

When he came back to the villa in the woods, he immediately reported back to the drug lord.

The drug Lord invited him into his office once again, to talk.

"This is the last time we are going to talk and see each other, so let's make it memorable. There will be a little party to send you off, later in the evening. But for now, let's talk about business." The drug Lord said to him with a fixed gaze on him.

They talked for not more than 20 minutes, after which the drug lord told him of his last role and final assignment. The method and process of how he would be punished were included.

After coming out from his office, the scar-faced man met with Nick, before assigning a simple task to him.

"We have known each other for years now, and I have helped you a lot, so this time around I want you to help me with a little favor."

Nick chuckled softly. "What is it?."

"After the news of my death spreads to my family, pass my fortune to them." The scar-faced man said as he handed over a small key to him.

Glancing at the key, Nick asked, "Is that all?."

"I don't dare to ask for more. Thank you!." The scar-faced man said as he patted his shoulder before walking away.