LOGINA week had passed, and Francisco had already taken full control of Frothy Fox.Among the staff, Mia often found herself looking toward the entrance, hoping to see him again. However, he had disappeared completely, as if that night had never happened.With a quiet sigh, she entered the staff room after a long shift. It had been a tiring day. Although the ownership had changed, the staff had received a bonus on the first day, which softened the tension slightly.Mia dropped onto the couch and scrolled through her phone. Tomorrow was her psychology exam, and despite everything, she still had to focus. She was, after all, a psychology student.She took a bite of bread, chewing slowly while glancing at the clock. It was already noon, yet this was her first proper break of the day. Work had not given her a moment to rest.Suddenly, her phone buzzed.A message from Helena appeared.“Auntie, when are you coming? Mom is home. We will go out together.”Mia’s lips curved into a small smile as sh
Francisco looked at Mia, yet he gave no response.His silence made her uneasy.“I… that night, you were the one who took me to the hospital,” Mia said, struggling to gather her words. “I… hope you remember…”Francisco shifted his gaze toward Max for a brief moment, then looked back at her. Instead of answering, he leaned slightly forward and said in a calm, detached tone, “Bring something special.”Mia hesitated, then quickly nodded. “Sure.”As she walked away, Max frowned and leaned closer. “Francisco, what the hell is this?” he asked in a low voice.Francisco leaned back casually. “I’m not in the mood. You handle her.”At that moment, a man approached them nervously.“Mr… last time, you said you wouldn’t do anything here…” he said, his voice trembling.It was the bar owner.Francisco sighed, clearly irritated. “What?”“I… I didn’t say anything to anyone. I didn’t do anything,” the man stammered, fear evident in his expression.Francisco raised his brows slightly.Just then, Mia retu
After two days, Mia returned to her job as a waitress.Her injury was not serious. Only her hand was hurt. She could still work, but her movements were slower, careful, and slightly stiff. It would take time to heal.But she could not afford to rest.This job mattered. It was her part-time work, and she needed the money to complete her graduation.During her break, Mia sat alone on a bench. She took a deep breath and looked around, trying to ease the heaviness in her chest.Suddenly, Ronin approached her.“How are you feeling now?” he asked, concern clear on his face. “You could have taken another day off.”Mia let out a quiet sigh and shook her head. “No… I feel bored at home, Ronin.”Ronin sat beside her and leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “That night was chaos,” he said, his voice still tense. “I really thought we were going to die.”Mia lowered her gaze. She said nothing.The memory still felt too close.“The owner was under a lot of pressure,” Ronin continued. “T
Francisco entered his room, with Max following closely behind him.Without turning back, he spoke in a calm yet sharp tone, “Alexander really thinks he can own Greece… just like history. But he forgets... history does not repeat itself, it needs to be created.”Max’s face remained solemn. He did not respond to that remark; instead, he chose to address something else.“It seems Grandpa is not very pleased with your decision either,” he said carefully.Francisco let out a faint, careless scoff and turned to face him. “As if I care, Max.”There was no hesitation in his voice... only cold certainty.After a brief pause, he added, his expression turning even more serious, “Get ready. We will have a meeting soon.”Max nodded. He was about to leave when Francisco stopped him again.“And tell everyone to be prepared,” he said, his tone lowering with quiet authority.“If they don’t accept our deal… you already know what we have to do.”Max gave a short nod, understanding the unspoken meaning,
Zain did not say anything.The silence stayed between them for a while.Kevin then broke it gently. “Let’s go out.”Zain looked at him and nodded with a small smile. He closed his books neatly.Then Kevin and Zain left the room together. Like every week, they went out for a walk, talking quietly.The next day, Lilith did not find Francisco beside her, just like every other day. She slowly got up from the bed, her expression turning uneasy, because she had not seen him since yesterday. A strange hunch grew stronger in her mind... that Francisco might have already left without informing anyone.Without wasting any time, she quickly changed and stepped out of her room, calling out, “Anna! Anna!”Hearing her voice, Anna rushed upstairs immediately.“Yes, Madam!”Lilith looked straight at her and asked in a solemn tone, “Where is your master?”Anna lowered her gaze before answering, “Master did not come home last night.”Lilith gave her a steady, unreadable look, scanning her briefly from
Francisco smiled at her, yet Lilith understood that the smile concealed something darker.His rage!He nodded slowly and leaned closer to her face.For a brief second, Lilith felt surprised. Was he truly going to kiss her?She gently closed her eyes.But she was mistaken.Instead of kissing her, Francisco brushed his cheek lightly against hers, creating the illusion for the cameras. To the public, it appeared intimate. To her, it felt empty.In a low voice, he whispered, “I hope this will be enough.”“Grandpa will be pleased after seeing this.”Lilith pressed her lips together, suppressing her emotions. She maintained her smile and faced forward as the cameras continued flashing. Moments later, they both stepped away from the media and entered the hotel.Soon, they reached the private meeting room.Inside, the atmosphere shifted from glamour to tension.“We have a problem in Greece,” Max began. “I don’t understand why Liam has been unable to control the situation there.”Lilith looked
A month passed in the blink of an eye.The wedding day arrived.Lilith sat in front of the mirror, dressed in an exquisite lace gown that flowed softly to the floor. The fabric hugged her perfectly, elegant and flawless, just as everyone expected. She looked like a bride from a dream—beautiful, rad
The room was dark, cold, and silent. The stone walls pressed in like a cage. Hazel lay on a narrow bed, wrists bound, her breath shallow. Every inch of her body ached.Across from her sat an old man, legs crossed, posture regal, eyes sharp and unblinking. Beside him stood Elvish and Alfred, watchin
Kevin stared at him, shock flickering across his stern features for the first time. He looked not at a grandson anymore — but at a monster forged by love and loss.“You’ve lost your mind,” Kevin said, his voice lower now.Francisco stepped closer, gun still warm in his hand.“No,” he replied softly
Francisco stood in the middle of the apartment, his face carved in stone.Rage flickered in his eyes like an open flame.The place lay in ruins. Furniture smashed. Glass shattered across the floor. Blood stained the tiles, dark and sticky. His men had torn the apartment apart, searching every corne







