As the echoes of laughter and conversation settled within the palace walls, Mirshad gathered his brothers, Sophia, and Sara in the grand meeting hall. His expression, devoid of its usual teasing smirk, carried an air of quiet intensity.
Faisal, ever the first to sense a shift, leaned forward.
"Son, what weighs on your mind?"
Without answering, Mirshad activated a holographic screen, its glow illuminating the room as five figures materialized—the leaders of the world.
The Vision – A Stronghold Beyond Reach
Mirshad's gaze remained unwavering as he addressed them.
"I appreciate your time. What I'm about to propose will change the foundation of our rule."
With a flick of his wrist, the display shifted—revealing an uncharted island, shielded by vast oceans and towering cliffs.
Rayyan's eyes narrowed as he examined the details.
"A hidden fortress… an untraceable command center."
Mirshad nodded.
"A place no satellite can detect. No enemy can infiltrate."
One of the leaders, intrigued, asked,
"And what purpose will this island serve?"
"It will be the nucleus of our empire."** Mirshad's voice carried an unshakable certainty.**
"From there, we will oversee military operations, technological advancements, economic strategies, and global security. Our future will be decided in its halls."
A pause settled over the room as the weight of his words sank in.
Baba observed him closely.
"And what do you require from us?"
Mirshad met his gaze.
"Your approval. The work begins immediately."
The leaders exchanged glances before nodding in unison.
"Boss, we have placed our faith in you. If you believe this is necessary, then it shall be done."
Mirshad's tone darkened.
"That's reassuring to hear. However, there is one final matter."
The air seemed to still as his eyes gleamed with something unreadable.
"Our enemies."
The mention of the unseen adversaries sent a ripple of unease through the gathering.
"The ones pulling your strings from the shadows."
"They will not sit idle."
"When they move… so will I."
His brothers exchanged knowing glances—they had seen that look before.
A leader shifted in his seat.
"Then what happens?"
Mirshad's lips curled into a chilling smirk.
"You will start to hear a name."
"Not Boss."
"Not Mirshad."
"MRD."
The atmosphere thickened with tension.
Another leader leaned forward, intrigued.
"And what does that stand for?"
"The Final Judge."
"The real devil."
"The force they fear more than death itself."
The silence was deafening.
Then, a smirk formed on the lips of one of the leaders.
"So when we hear MRD's name, we should celebrate? Because it means you're already breaking their bones?"
Mirshad's gaze gleamed with a quiet promise.
"Exactly."
With that, the meeting concluded, and the leaders confirmed their unwavering allegiance.
As the screen faded, a collective exhale filled the room.
Amir folded his arms.
"Brother, where the hell do you come up with these lines?"
Rayyan smirked.
"You sure you're not writing a script behind our backs?"
Malik chuckled.
"Or is Sophia secretly feeding you all these powerful dialogues?"
Mirshad laughed.
"No, brothers. It's simple—when I see all of you beside me, the words just come."
"Why should I fear anything? When I have four ghosts sitting with me."
Laughter filled the room once more.
Faisal stood, his eyes warm yet firm.
"Rest, son. Tomorrow, we have a surprise for you."
Mirshad arched a brow.
"A surprise?"
They merely smirked in response.
"You'll see."
With that, they began to disperse, leaving Mirshad standing at his doorway.
As Sophia walked toward her Room, a soft whistle cut through the air.
She turned—Mirshad stood near his door, a familiar smirk playing on his lips.
"Instead of two rooms… are you fine with one?"
A deep blush dusted her cheeks before she swiftly rushed into his room without a word.
A chuckle escaped his lips as he followed her in, but just before he could close the door—another whistle.
Brows furrowing, he turned, expecting to see Sophia still in place.
She wasn't.
Instead, Malik stood in the hallway, arms crossed, grinning.
Slowly, he raised a thumbs-up.
"Hmm hmm… Enjoy, brother."
Mirshad exhaled sharply, shaking his head.
"How the hell do you always see everything?"
Malik leaned in slightly, whispering as if sharing a secret.
"I'm a jinn, brother. I appear everywhere."
A smirk twitched at Mirshad's lips.
"Before I break this jinn's head, go to sleep."
Malik chuckled as he walked away.
"Don't worry, brother. Tonight is sleepless for you."
Mirshad shut the door, locking it firmly.
Sophia turned, curious.
"Who was it?"
He sighed, shaking his head.
"Malik."
A knowing smile spread across her lips.
"Ahh… your crazy brother."
She settled onto the bed, watching him closely.
He stepped toward her, his voice softer now.
"Lie down."
She tilted her head.
"Why?"
His smirk deepened.
"Let me rest on your lap."
A small laugh escaped her, but as she nodded, she whispered:
"Only lying?"
A flicker of amusement passed through his eyes.
"The rest… I'll show you."
Her blush deepened.
As the night unfolded, the doors to a new beginning creaked open—one that was entirely theirs to explore.