Brothel Manager : Unexpected Encounter with A Hidden Family Heirloom-Chapter 437 - : Prisoner Exchange

The early morning sun cast a pale light over Skull Island as a high-security plane bearing the Farus family logo descended near the coast of Florida. The aircraft’s door opened, revealing a disheveled young man, his clothes tattered and face bruised. This was Luis, the young master of the Aries family, now a pawn in a high-stakes exchange.

Two soldiers, bearing the insignia of the Farus family, roughly dragged Luis out of the plane and onto the tarmac. Despite his disheveled appearance, there was an unmistakable air of defiance in his eyes.

Inside the Skull Tower, Eden waited in the expansive basement hall. Viper, Princess Amara’s sister, stood beside her, her expression blank, a result of Das’s memory erasure. The tension in the room was palpable as the doors opened and Luis was escorted in.

After placing Luis beside the table, the soldiers removed the black cloth covering Luis’s vision.

"Hey, Luis... long time, no see. How are you doing?" Eden greeted him with a mocking chuckle, her eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and contempt.

Luis, struggling against his captors’ grip, glared at Eden. "What is this place? Why am I here?" he demanded, his voice hoarse but laced with anger.

Before Eden could respond, Princess Amara entered the room, her presence commanding yet somber. She cast a cold glance at Luis, then turned her attention to Viper, who remained unaware of her surroundings.

"You’re just a pawn for exchange, Luis," Amara stated flatly, her voice devoid of emotion. "Nothing more."

Luis’s confusion turned to rage. "Amara, what are you doing? Why am I being traded like some... some object? Do you know what happens if my father know about it"

Amara’s laughter was short and devoid of humor. "It’s the game of power, Luis. Who is afraid of your old geezer? You should understand that better than anyone." With that, she took Viper’s arm and began to lead her out of the room.

Eden, now standing, her demeanor authoritarian, commanded, "Kneel down, Luis."

Luis’s pride battled with his sense of self-preservation. He hesitated, then slowly sank to his knees, his eyes burning with humiliation and hatred.

Eden’s smirk widened as she observed the young master’s fall from grace. "The mighty Luis, once looking down on us. Now, you’re at our mercy," she taunted.

Meanwhile, high above in the tower, Das watched the scene unfold through advanced vision. His sharp eyes caught the subtle drop of a tear on Princess Amara’s cheek as she led her sister away. The complexity of these family ties, the sacrifices made in the name of power and loyalty, were not lost on him.

As the drama in the hall continued, Luis’s mind raced. He was trapped, caught in a web of deceit and power plays he barely understood. Eden’s presence, once a minor annoyance, now represented a threat he had never anticipated.

"Eden," Luis began, his voice steadying, "what do you want from me? Tell me. I can give you what ever you want. Call my father. We will make you my family’s alloy. Think about."

Eden leaned back, her gaze calculating. "Don’t talk like a fool Luis. You’re here as a bargaining chip, Luis. A token in a larger game. But don’t worry, we have special plans for you."

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Das continued to observe from above, his thoughts on the unfolding war between the families. Luis’s capture was a pivotal moment, one that could shift the balance of power. He knew that every action, every decision, would have far-reaching consequences.

As the morning light grew stronger, casting shadows across the Skull Tower, the players in this deadly game moved their pieces, each maneuver a step in a dance of power and betrayal. And at the center of it all was Das, the orchestrator of this intricate ballet, watching and waiting for his moment to strike.

The engines of the Farus family jet roared softly as Princess Amara, along with her uncle and sister Viper, prepared to leave Skull Island. Just as the pilot was about to close the hatch, Amara paused, a look of unresolved turmoil on her face. She turned abruptly, striding back towards the Skull Tower.

Eden, standing in the grand hall, watched Amara return with an amused expression. "What happened, Princess? Changed your mind about the exchange?"

Amara’s gaze was fierce. "What have you done to my sister? She’s... different," she demanded, her eyes scanning Viper, who seemed lost in a world of her own.

"Sorry to say, but we treat spies harshly here. Maybe she lost her mind in that abandoned cell. Next time think twice before sending spies into my organization," Eden replied nonchalantly, her tone laced with mockery.

In the corner of the hall, Luis, still forced to his knees by the mercenaries, overheard their conversation. Realization dawned on him – he was traded for Amara’s sister, a pawn in a game of power.

Amara’s anger flared at Eden’s callous response. "Pray that you never fall into my hands in future. Otherwise, I’ll make you regret this," she hissed, her voice trembling with fury.

Eden shrugged, unbothered. "Deal with the Aries family first. Then we can settle our scores."

With a final glare, Amara stormed out of the hall and headed back to the jet. Within minutes, the Farus family aircraft lifted off, leaving the island behind.

As the plane disappeared into the distance, Das descended from the top floor of the Skull Tower. He made his way to the hall where Luis was being held, his steps measured and purposeful.

Luis, still on his knees, looked up as Das approached. The young master’s face was a mixture of defiance and resignation, aware of his precarious situation yet unwilling to show weakness.

"You... You... Why are you here?" Luis called out in a stammering tone.

"Welcome to Skull Island, Young masterLuis," Das said, his voice cool and controlled. "You’ll find your stay here... enlightening."

Luis glared at Das, his pride wounded but not broken. "You think you’ve won, but this isn’t over. The Aries family won’t forget this."

Das’s expression remained impassive. "This is just the beginning, Luis. You’re now a part of a much larger game – one that you can’t even begin to comprehend."

After playing with Luis’s anger for few more minutes, Das turned to leave, his mind already focused on his impending trip to India and the meeting with General Singh.

Luis watched him go, a mix of anger and helplessness churning inside him. He was trapped in the enemy’s lair, a pawn in a war he barely understood. As Das’s figure receded, Luis knew that the future held uncertainties and dangers he had never imagined.

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