As evening arrived and the lights of the city flickered against the dark sky, Gun took Jason out for a drive. The streets were alive with nightlife, but their destination was much quieter—exclusive, secretive. They pulled up to a luxurious building tucked away behind the bustling streets, its entrance discreet but heavily guarded.

  “This is one of our biggest assets,” Gun said as they stepped inside the casino. Jason had been here a few times, but never in this context. Tonight, his father was taking him deeper into the business, beyond the surface glitz of gambling and into the heart of what really made them money.

  Jason’s eyes gleamed with curiosity as they walked past tables filled with high-stakes games, where people dressed in tailored suits and gmorous gowns bet fortunes. But Gun led him further, through a hidden door and down a long corridor until they reached a private room. Inside, men sat around a table discussing numbers and operations, the conversation far more serious than the casual banter of the casino floor.

  Gun introduced Jason to the men, who nodded respectfully, already aware of who he was. Jason watched in fascination as Gun directed the business side of things, discussing not just the casino but the money undering operations behind it. The yers of legality and crime intertwined in a delicate bance, each decision impacting hundreds of lives.

  “This is what keeps the pce running,” Gun expined, showing Jason the reports. “The money flows through different channels. It’s not just about winning or losing—it’s about how you make the money disappear and reappear, clean.”

  Jason looked at the numbers, intrigued. “Is this all going to be mine one day?”

  Gun hesitated, a momentary pause that Jason didn’t miss. “Maybe,” Gun replied carefully. “But it’s not an easy life, Jason. This business… it’s not just gmorous. It’s dangerous, and it comes with a lot of responsibility.”

  Jason narrowed his eyes, sensing something off in his father’s tone. “Have you changed your mind? Is this why you’re hesitating? Is my mother right about you wanting to keep everything for yourself?”

  Gun couldn’t help but ugh, though there was a seriousness behind his smile. “Your mother always had a fir for dramatics. No, Jason, it’s not that. This life… it’s not something I want to trap you in. I’ve lived it for a few years now, and trust me, it weighs down on you, always having to be careful. I wouldn’t wish that weight on anyone, not even you.”

  Jason still looked sceptical. “But you built this. If you didn’t want me to have it, why are you showing me all of this?”

  Gun sighed, resting his hand on his son’s shoulder. “I want you to know the reality. If you really want this—if you decide to take it all on—then it’ll be yours. But not because of greed or power. You’ll take it because you’re ready to protect the people who work for us, who depend on us. It’s not just about money, Jason. It’s about responsibility. And until you understand that, I can’t hand this over to you.”

  Jason studied his father’s expression, unsure if he fully understood the weight of Gun’s words. The allure of power was still fresh in his mind, the excitement of having control over an empire. But beneath that, he could see the weariness in his father’s eyes, the burden of years spent taking over from his father.

  “Do you really want me to have it, then?” Jason asked, softer this time.

  Gun nodded slowly. “When you’re ready, yes. But only when you understand what it really means. This isn’t just a business, Jason. It’s a life. And if you choose this path, you have to be prepared for everything that comes with it.”

  Jason was quiet for a long moment, the gravity of Gun’s words sinking in. “I’ll think about it,” he finally said.

  “Good,” Gun replied, his voice gentle. “That’s all I ask. Take your time. Don’t rush into it because you think it’s your destiny. Make sure it’s what you really want.”

  They spent the rest of the night walking through the casino, the weight of their conversation lingering in the air. Jason couldn’t shake the feeling that, despite his father’s words, there was still more to this world than he understood. And he wasn’t sure if he was ready to face it just yet.