Oliver lived a simple life. The Colosseum and Black Eagle were his domains. Leonel had entrusted him with ruling District Three, and he used brute force to keep his subordinates in line.
With his limited experience, strength had always solved his problems, so this feeling of not understanding was beyond his comprehension.
He silently helped Carla get dressed and went to the gym on the fourth floor.
Oliver worked out until dawn when the image of Carla's body disappeared from his mind along with his sweat.
The next day, Oliver went downstairs and found the men all sitting at the dining table.
"What are you doing here? It's not the weekend."
Kendrick and Mathias exchanged glances and then looked away in disdain.
Tyrone was cutting his steak without even looking up.
Andrew put down h
