The man hit the ground hard, and Alexander's words hung in the air like steel. The shops, the stalls, the tourists—all fell into a deathly hush.Eyes were glued to Alexander's hand, then to the red mark on the man's cheek, to the blood and broken teeth spilling from his lips…A collective gasp rippl
Nine minutes flew by…"There he is!"From the crowd of spectators, someone spotted the incoming vehicle—a bright red Ferrari that screamed luxury, its engine's roar sending shivers down spines. "That's the car from our hotel's VIP spot!""That's Spring Sunshine Travel Agency's big boss, Wasyl!"The
What should happen?Carson stood a good distance away, trembling all over like he was in a windstorm, his legs shaking so badly he could barely keep upright."Boss, I—I..."His voice shook as he stumbled forward. Suddenly, he broke down, bowing deeply to Alexander and Amber. "Mister Kane, Miss Chesi
At 6 p.m. that evening, they were at the Grand Coconut Breeze Hotel.The place was the go-to spot set up by Spring Sunshine Travel Agency, where most tourists from abroad found themselves bedding down. With Coconut Wind Island's development being a mere two months young, the hotel was a rush job, ba
"Mister Kane, Miss Chesire, Miss Braine!"Wasyl made it to the penthouse in under two minutes, rapping on the door before stepping into the swanky suite reverently. "I'm hardly worthy to share a meal with you three. Help yourselves, I'll just stand guard."The dining room table was then set, the car
Dusk was setting in. About two kilometers away from the Grand Coconut Breeze Hotel, there was a 24-hour leisure cafe where Coral sat indulging in a large box of chocolate cookies, while holding a fresh coconut, leisurely sipping its juice. She looked content."This coconut water is really doing wond
Three SUVs tore into view, skidding to a stop outside the cafe."Quinto, Vidit's a goner!"A squad of burly men barged into the cafe. A man with a beard crouched beside Vidit, checking his condition, then stood and gave Quinto a grim shake of the head. "He's hanging by a thread. Won't die, but he's
Alexander was not fazed by the bearded man's so-called threat.A flick of the wrist, and a gang would come rushing?To the Lord of War, it did not matter how many came at him. Even if they were all Martial Overlords. They were nothing but pushovers!"Don't get it twisted, Mister Kane. I'm not threat