Freddy’s POV

War had finally come.

I knew Rafael wouldn’t sit back after making his first move. He wanted to cripple my empire, and he wanted to destroy me personally.

And I had been waiting for it.

But I never expected the bastard to catch me off guard.

It started like any other business run.

A meeting at one of my clubs—neutral ground, secured location.

I wasn’t stupid. I knew Rafael was making moves, so I had sent most of my men to reinforce our warehouses and ...