Brothel Manager : Unexpected Encounter with A Hidden Family Heirloom

In the aftermath of Das's display of power, the atmosphere in the Silvester family's courtyard was charged with a mixture of awe, fear, and uncertainty. Das, now the focal point of every gaze, made his intentions clear in a voice that resonated with authority.

Standing beside him, Isabella looked on, a complex mix of emotions playing across her face. Das then turned his attention to the gathered members of the Silvester family, his gaze piercing and unwavering.

"I have no interest in meddling with the affairs of the Sylvester family," Das began, his voice steady. "But from this moment on, you are all my slaves. In return, I will take both Princess Isabella and Ariana as my wives. I will also restore the bloodline power of your family that I now control."

A stunned silence fell over the courtyard. The young master of the Sylvester family, fueled by anger and indignation, struggled against the invisible force holding him down. His efforts were in vain; he could only cry out in frustration, his attempts to rise fruitless.

The patriarch, still kneeling, his pride wounded but his mind sharp, recognized the gravity of the situation. "We accept your terms," he said, his voice strained. "I request that, you honour us by staying for a few days. We wish to engage in formal interactions and arrange a marriage ceremony with Princess Isabella."

Princess Isabella, upon hearing her father's words felt a whirlwind of emotions. The prospect of marriage to this stranger, who had just upended her family's legacy, was overwhelming. Yet, there was an undeniable intrigue about Das, a pull that she couldn't ignore.

Das, however, had other priorities. "My time is limited. I need to save a life. The formalities of your family are not my concern. Prepared a super sonic air jet. I must leave as soon as possible."

The patriarch, realizing the futility of arguing, nodded in resigned acceptance. "Very well. We will not delay you further, Master."

The courtyard, a silent witness to the dramatic shift in power dynamics, remained tense as Das prepared to leave. Ariana, standing by his side, looked up at him with a mixture of admiration and worry.

Within fifteen minutes, patriarch ordered 12 generals to prepare the entire army for departure along with betrothal gifts.

With that, Das, accompanied by Ariana, began to walk away from the courtyard, leaving behind a Silvester family grappling with the reality of their new position in the hidden world.

Princess Isabella followed in silence. The idea of marriage, so suddenly thrust upon her, was daunting, but the man who proposed it was unlike anyone she had ever encountered. As family villa receded, she knew that the world as she knew it had irrevocably changed, and her part in it was just beginning to unfold.

Within moments, all the soldiers formed in lines and began doing marching in rhythm as a form of salute to their new leader.

Without wasting time in formalities, Das boarded the air jet at the centre which had the Sylester family phoenix logo.

As the sleek, high-speed jet soared away from the Silvester family fortress, Das sat in contemplative silence, flanked by Princess Isabella and Ariana. The weight of recent events hung heavily in the air, a palpable tension that underscored the complexity of their situation.

Behind them, a fleet of cargo ships, laden with rare treasures, immense wealth, and bountiful supplies from the Amazon, followed in their wake – a tribute from the Sylvester family to ensure their continued survival and favor in Das's new order.

Before their departure, Das had issued a stern warning to the Sylvester patriarch. "Remember, any underhanded tactics will be futile. I am in control of the phoenix spirit now. Do not test my patience or my power." His words were a clear reminder of the new balance of power, a warning that resonated with the gravity of his newfound authority.

As the jet cut across the sky, racing against time, Das was a flurry of activity, making calls and sending signals. He reached out to Eden on Skull Island, informing her of their imminent arrival and the necessity of preparing for the blood transfer to save Thea.

Ariana, sitting close to Das, watched him work with a mixture of awe and happiness. Being by his side, part of his world, was something she had never imagined. Her gaze lingered on him, a soft smile playing on her lips.

Isabella, on the other hand, was a storm of conflicting emotions. She was torn between her loyalty to her family and the undeniable pull she felt towards Das. Guilt gnawed at her – in her mind, she was partly responsible for her family's downfall, a consequence of her actions leading up to their current predicament.

The jet continued its swift journey towards Skull Island, the ocean below a vast expanse of possibilities and challenges. Inside, three individuals, each bound by a common purpose yet driven by personal convictions, prepared to face whatever awaited them.

Das picked up the secure line to contact Eden on Skull Island. The line crackled to life, and soon Eden's voice came through, tinged with worry and urgency.

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"Das, is that you? What's your ETA? Thea's condition is worsening," Eden's voice was strained, a reflection of the dire situation they were facing.

"We're en route at maximum speed. Prepare everything for the blood transfer as soon as we land. There's no time to waste," Das responded, his voice calm but underscored with a sense of urgency.

"I've got everything ready on this end. Just get here as fast as you can," Eden replied, the sound of hurried activity audible in the background.

Das glanced at the two princesses, noting their silent presence. He knew their worlds had been turned upside down, but there was no time to address the complexities of their situation now. Thea's life hung in the balance, and every second counted.

The jet continued its rapid journey, the ocean below a blur as they raced against time. Das's thoughts were focused solely on the mission – saving Thea was his top priority, and nothing would stand in his way.

In the silence that followed the call, Princess Isabella and Ariana exchanged glances, each aware of the gravity of the situation and the role Das was playing in it. Despite the chaos that had engulfed their lives, there was a mutual understanding.

As Skull Island began to appear on the horizon, Das braced himself for the task ahead.

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