Mr. Marcus felt like his heart had been brutally pounded, causing him to gasp for breath. The overwhelming pain and anger were suffocating. He clenched his bones as the extreme restraint made his face pale.This was his Henry!"I just received this. We're forbidden from using our connections to help you," Victor said in a low voice, his voice slightly tense as he struggled to restrain his anger. "Mr. Marcus, they're in the dark while we're in the light. Be prepared to fight alone."They held the lives of three members of the First Terrorist Organization: Henry, Camellia, and Rose. This was equivalent to severing the arm of the First Terrorist Organization. Victor couldn't ignore the three lives. He was also curious to know who could control the operations of the First Terrorist Organization so effortlessly."I understand!" Mr. Marcus hung up the phone, his knuckles turning white.In the photo, Henry was bound in a hidden room, his hands and feet chained, his body covered with obvious
On a private island in the Atlantic.Blue skies, turquoise waters, swaying palm trees, and a group of seagulls lingering by the shore. The sea was dotted with a few seagulls circling. Everything was so peaceful and beautiful, like a stunning painting from afar.It was exceptionally beautiful, especially with the warm sunlight shining down.The island was vast and empty, with only two European-style villas standing among the green trees and rocks. Their unique designs exuded a sense of dominance and mystery in the open space, tempting people to peek.The afternoon sun was dazzling, but inside one of the villas, there was a series of crashing sounds. Suddenly, a vase flew out and smashed into the palm tree outside the villa, shattering into pieces.A furious shout followed, "Damn it, Herman, are you even a man? If you have the guts, don't hide."Camellia's voice carried a hint of helplessness and softness. Though not as clear and bright as before, her words still carried Camellia's uniq
That look on his face was exactly like an upgraded version of a beast's gaze. Camellia intended to tease and provoke Herman, but little did she know that he would cooperate like this. She cursed herself for being foolish, knowing fully well that Herman didn't understand anything about sex, yet she still dared to provoke him, which was like asking for death.So Camellia, in a fit of anger, started unbuttoning her clothes. Herman, who had been standing still, finally moved. His speed surprised Camellia. She thought he would pounce on her right there and have sex with her, but to her surprise, Herman actually buttoned up her buttons.His slender fingers were elegant and beautiful, with a hint of roundness, and his knuckles were prominent, giving off a strong vibe. He squatted in front of Camellia, buttoning each button, looking so serious that Camellia was dumbfounded for a few seconds.Then she snapped back to her senses and slapped him across the face.Camellia's body was trembling so
Not far from Camellia and Herman, there was an island with a similar style to Camellia's—clear blue seas, white sandy beaches, and incredibly beautiful. The island had several wooden villas, and the air was filled with the scent of flowers. The whole island was covered in beautiful white roses, creating a stunning sight that seemed almost otherworldly, with a romantic ambiance.Amongst the white rose flowers, a girl around six or seven years old was picking flowers. She had long golden hair tied up in a high ponytail, delicate features, and a seemingly flawless appearance like the most beautiful doll from a store. Despite her young age, she didn't have the innocent expression one would expect from someone her age. There was a profound sharpness in her blue eyes, which she hadn't yet learned to hide.She focused on picking flowers, but if you paid attention, you would notice that she was completely on guard, like a young beast ready to break free from its cage.Suddenly, a gust of wind
"Hey, you think you're so great, huh? I'm not afraid of you," the muscular teenager growled, raising his fists as if ready to fight for his life, only to be intercepted by the other three.The four of them ganged up on her, but they weren't a match for that little girl. There were rules on the island - if you got beaten to death, it meant you were weak, and your body would be thrown into the sea to feed the fish. This girl was a dangerous individual. As long as you didn't provoke her, you'd be safe. But once you angered her, there was no good outcome."Why are you so protective of that boy? I don't remember you being this protective of the ones who were sent here before," another teenager sneered coldly.The girl lashed out with her whip, fiercely striking Henry's bruised body. Henry winced in pain, almost convulsing, but he held back his scream.The girl spoke indifferently, "Where do you see me being protective of him?"Indeed, if she was protective, why would she be this harsh?"An
But this island wasn't big, and there was no way to escape Saxon's grasp. Not to mention her current physical condition, she couldn't walk far at all. Her limbs were weak and she lacked strength. Jessica thought to herself that Saxon must have injected her with something else, as her body felt off.She had asked Saxon about it but he hadn't answered because he was in heat. Occasionally, she would feel intense pain rushing through her body, each time more unbearable than the last. She was getting used to it, her endurance growing stronger."Marcus, when will you find me?" Jessica stared intensely at the calm sea surface.The afternoon sun was brilliant, the sky crystal blue, making the sea even more beautiful. However, she had no intention of enjoying the scenery.She stood by the window for a while, then pushed the door open. The villa remained empty, silent. Where were the doctors and maids? Why had everyone disappeared?Jessica felt bewildered. There were surveillance cameras instal
"I don't know what you're talking about, but if you don't leave, don't blame me for being impolite," the instructor declared rudely.Jessica sneered coldly and couldn't help but take a few steps forward. These instructors' faces changed drastically, stepping back in unison.Jessica mocked, "Oh, really? Why don't you tell me how impolite you can be?"She was confident that this group of people wouldn't dare to harm her. After all, Saxon wouldn't allow them to do anything to her. So why should she be afraid of them?The farther she advanced, the more the group retreated.Her gaze grew colder, and the more they acted this way, the deeper her unease grew in her heart. In the end, those individuals sensed that something was off. They coldly snorted and turned to leave. The instructor glanced back at Jessica, his eyes filled with indescribable coldness.The once lively beach became silent, only the sounds of crashing waves could be heard, rapidly and forcefully. Those bodies on the shore, f
Jessica's face turned pale, her hand gripping Saxon's collar loosely, as she went weak and her mind went blank. All her strength was drained from her, leaving only the word "death"...She never expected it. Jessica seemed to see Marcus and Henry, covered in blood, silently staring at her...Her breathing became rapid, her body convulsing. Extreme fear caused Jessica's pupils to widen to their limit. Her pale lips trembled, as if she were a person stranded in the snow in Antarctica, trembling desperately..."Aha, why so scared? Weren't you strong? Weren't you calm and resilient?" Saxon smiled with a hint of malice, admiring Jessica's fear. His emerald green eyes exuded a sense of resentment.Jessica truly felt that someone could drag another person into the depths of hell. She was now living a life of two extremes, as if struggling in a pool of blood from hell, her despair too painful to bear witness to.Her eyes were bloodshot, her large pupils a vast emptiness, devoid of color.Saxon
"They saved me," said Saxon, with a cold laugh, "In fact, it was just a trap set by their brothers. They sent someone to ambush me while pretending to save me, successfully getting close to me. Their goal is the mafia, I'm not sure which faction they belong to.""You're really dumb," Camellia retorted. If it were Victor or Robin, this wouldn't have happened. Their core organization doesn't allow outsiders to invade easily, no matter how much trust there is.Saxon's defeat in just a few months was greatly influenced by his misjudgment of people."I admit defeat in this move," Saxon said solemnly. "Just go ahead and kill me."Camellia looked at him and smiled, "My dear brother, if I kill you, my nephew will come after me. Your life should be taken by his own hands, that's what you owe him."Desperate, Saxon closed his eyes and whispered, "Camellia, please fulfill my request, considering we're siblings.""Even if you may be my father, I won't fulfill your request," Camellia said firmly.
There were only five people on the ship.Saxon stood alone on the deck, gazing intensely at the sea, his desire to kill growing stronger. To avoid accidents, he should kill her now. And when Mr. Marcus arrived, he could deliver the final blow.Just as he thought that, the ship stopped, and Saxon roared, "What's going on?""Oh, nothing much. They were tired, so I let them rest forever." A dark figure leaped effortlessly onto the deck, her long hair flowing and her black bodysuit accentuating her seductive figure, her eyebrows exuding absolute icy firmness.Saxon called out in disbelief, "Jessica, you..."She opened her mouth, moved her lips, spat out a voice changer, and tore off the mask on her face, revealing a stunningly alluring face in front of Saxon.He was greatly surprised, but she smiled enchantingly, "My dearest big brother, you could disguise as my Brother Marcus, so why can't I disguise as my brother-in-law? How about that, I think I nailed the act, right? Forgot to tell yo
On the cruise ship out at sea.Jessica tried to move her wrist, but the handcuffs were tight, with long shackles on her feet, trailing chains on the ground, giving the room a particularly gloomy atmosphere. She smiled as she glanced around the room; it was actually quite a nice room, decorated luxuriously and comfortably. She thought to herself, that maybe if Saxon had tied her to the bed, she could have had a peaceful sleep.Her face was pale, breathing seemed a bit difficult, gasping continuously, yet she coldly laughed. Raising her hand, she knocked heavily on the cabin door. As expected, the door opened shortly after, and a tall figure appeared in the doorway, stepping inside.Blonde hair, blue eyes, with a menacing aura that seemed to suffocate, as if ready to destroy the entire world. Such a presence would make anyone feel scared.Jessica, however, smiled, appearing very calm with her usual smile, her gaze passing over him as she said, "Saxon, weren't you in Colombia planning to
Marcus slammed the door shut, and pressed his hand against it, hands supporting the door, his gaze darkly fixed on her. Jessica tried to stay calm but felt her heart racing.She couldn't meet Mr. Marcus's eyes directly, so her gaze shifted, each movement making him breathe a bit harder. She calmly lowered her eyes, ready to listen to his scolding.For a while, Mr. Marcus didn't say a word, his imposing demeanor making Jessica nervous.Finally, Jessica blurted out, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have lied to you, but you can't blame me for this. Henry asked why he didn't have a dad. I couldn't possibly tell him that you're the child of a one-night stand with a stranger, right? That would be devastating for the kid. So I had to come up with this cheesy love story. Who knew you actually got into an accident and lost your memory? Henry had already told you about the cheesy drama in advance, so I just went along with the flow. It was really just an accident, I swear.""You had plenty of chances t
It was his mother's death anniversary that day, and feeling upset, Mr. Marcus went to the bar alone after visiting the grave. Someone approached him, but he turned them down. In such moments, he had no peace of mind, but little did he know that he would meet her.She got drunk and staggered. He hurried over to help her, but she mistook him for a money boy. He was furious, feeling his pride was hurt. He was enraged, knowing she came looking for a man, and he wanted to strangle her.In his rage, that anger turned into desire.Furthermore, knowing she had been drugged fueled his anger even more. He was angry at her, frustrated with her. He couldn't understand why he had such strong impulses towards a woman he hardly knew.Maybe it was the moment of palpitations at the beach or the moment of heart fluttering when she looked up at him as he held her.That night, he lost control.But who would have known that when he woke up the next day, there was a note at the head of his bed with $100 an
On that day, Jessica flipped through the guest list for the wedding invitations and couldn't find Quincy's name. She raised an eyebrow and asked Henry, "How long has it been since you talked to Uncle Quincy?""Long time," Henry chuckled. "Mom, you also need to send invitations to the uncles and aunts on Grandpa's side. Why not send one to Uncle Quincy too?"Jessica nodded, hesitated for a moment, then decided to have Camellia drive her to meet Quincy at the park in front of the Lee Family's house.Michael Lee had been in the hospital for a while, feeling down ever since the case with Diana Brown. He had lost his former dominance and charisma; the once mighty business tycoon had fallen, his glory days long gone.Jessica felt sorry about the situation. If it weren't for what Michael Lee had done, she wouldn't have spoken so harshly that day. She only felt guilty towards Quincy.Quincy just smiled and didn't say much. There was a bit of awkwardness between them, not as warm as before, bu
Herman shot her a look of anger, but Camellia wasn't afraid of him at all. The poor little brother, always overshadowed by his brother, how sad. Any woman who falls for him still has to compete with his brother for attention, it's really a special kind of frustration.He was angry, and in the past, he would have definitely closed the video, out of sight out of mind. But today was different, he just stared at Camellia intensively.Suddenly, Camellia was curious about something, "Herman, do you have a brotherly love obsession?"If he answered yes, it would be quite interesting. She felt chaotic just thinking about it. She and Rose had also been suspected of having a lesbian relationship, and now with a pair of brothers who seem to have a homosexual relationship. Wow!"What do you mean by a brotherly love obsession?" Herman questioned.Camellia replied with a mischievous tone, "It means you look at your brother and wonder if you want to pounce on him and violate him."Rose's face darkene
After a while, there was no response from the other end.Camellia calculated the time—it was early morning in Colombia, so he shouldn't be so easily provoked to find a woman to solve his desire. Whether he understood sex was still a problem.She deliberately teased him and let him stew in anticipation."Uncle, it's been a while, and he hasn't responded," Henry said. "Maybe Herman has bled so much from his nose he passed out?"Rose chuckled. "Maybe he is having sex with a beauty."Rose nudged Camellia playfully. "Camellia, don't overdo it. You might regret it later."Camellia waved her hand, smiling without saying a word, then typed on the keyboard: "Herman, how's my figure?"After a while, there was some movement on the line, and unexpectedly, a naked picture of Herman was sent over. It was artistically shot, but his expressionless face still exuded a sinister air.Camellia, "..."Rose, "..."Henry covered his face and wailed, "Uncle-in-law, please consider the innocence of minors...
"Are you happy?" Mr. Marcus released her swollen lips from their embrace, with a smile. Whether she was happy or not was his top concern.She nodded, extremely happy.She could cherish this moment for a lifetime."As long as you're happy, darling. Henry and Camellia will arrive the day after tomorrow. They'll stay until our wedding and honeymoon. You'll be even happier," Mr. Marcus said with a smile. In the afternoon, Henry had already informed him online that he and Camellia would arrive on different flights but on the same day."Really?" Jessica's face lit up with surprise, pouting, "Henry is biased. He told you, but not me. So unfair."Mr. Marcus chuckled, "I and he need to discuss some matters.""Hmph!" Miss Jessica pouted unhappily.Mr. Marcus smiled, holding her, feeling content.She suddenly thought of something, "If you went to such great lengths for a proposal, our wedding will be like...even more sensational?""You don't need to worry about that, just put on the wedding dres