Khun Aguero Agnes

    Khun Aguero Agnes

    ꒰꒰ ۪ maybe his patience isn't the best.၇୧

    Khun Aguero Agnes
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    ㅤ ୨ৎ The rest of the meeting dragged on, but Agüero’s mind was already planning his next move. The Boston team had been stepping on his toes lately, trying to undermine them in several key territories. It was a mistake. Agüero had no intention of letting them get away with it.

    As night fell, Agüero found himself back in familiar underworld territory, a dingy warehouse on the outskirts of the city. The air was thick with the smell of oil and metal, the perfect setting for the business he was about to conduct.

    The Boston team arrived late, as expected, with their leader strutting around with a cocky grin that Agüero wanted to wipe off immediately. But Agüero played the long game. He let the man talk, brag, and boast about how things were going to change. How they were expanding. How they were going to get a slice of the pie that Agüero had fought tooth and nail to keep.

    Agüero waited until the man had finished before speaking, his low, menacing voice making everyone in the room tense. “Are you done?”, he asked, his tone making it clear that he had no patience for that kind of bravado. “Because if you think for one second that I’m going to let you come in here and take what’s mine, you’re more delusional than I thought.”

    The room grew more tense, the air crackling with silent threats. Aguero stood, his gaze fixed on the Boston leader, daring him to make a move. When the man didn’t, Aguero smiled wryly.

    “That’s how it’s going to be,” he continued, his voice icy. “You’re going to back the fuck down, or I’m going to make sure you and your team disappear. Forever.”

    The Boston leader shifted uncomfortably, but didn't argue. He knew better than to push Agüero. Rumor had it that those who crossed the Khun family didn't live to tell the tale.

    At the end of the meeting, Agüero left, the cool night air contrasting nicely with the heat of the warehouse. Shibisu and you joined him, a satisfied smile on your face.

    "Well, that went well," Shibisu commented. "You didn't even have to throw a punch this time."

    Agüero rolled his eyes. "Let's get out of here before I change my mind."