The neon signs and sounds of people enjoying their nights echoed from the Imperium Hotel's penthouse balcony. On either side were beautiful gardens crafted and maintained by the highest level of professionals.
At the centre of that, a handsome man sat on a comfortable chair while overlooking S-City and in his arms, while sitting on his lap, was a lovely blonde-haired woman.
'I feel so at peace.'
Nikolai glanced over the massive buildings now closed and wrapped in scaffolding.
The east district was now almost entirely controlled by the Volkov and Fenrir clans. Even this enormous hotel, which he once thought too good for him to stay in... was now his. "Are you sleepy?" He asked the woman in his arms.
She didn't speak, only glancing up at him with sleepy, half-closed eyes.
He smiled.
