Vanessa didn’t bother asking the intern who it was. Driven by curiosity, she strode toward the door and stepped into the hallway.
Curious, Jason followed Vanessa and the intern outside into the hallway. Vanessa barely made it three steps before stopping abruptly. A frown formed across her face as she saw what was happening. A crowd had already formed. Employees and staff whispered among themselves, drawn to the scene unfolding before them. Standing at the center of the commotion was a group of men in suits. They formed a semi-circle, each holding a bouquet of red roses. And at the center of it all was a young man, in his mid-twenties, well-dressed, with the polished look of someone who came from a good background. Vanessa's expression turned into a bigger frown as she recognized the man, Elvis Montgomery. He was the son of a wealthy banking family, and he just couldn't leave her alone. He was known for being entitled, arrogant, and persistent to the point of being insufferable. Unfortunately he incapable of realizing that she didn't share the same feelings for him. He had been trying to court Vanessa for so long now. Despite her rejecting him, he was so persistent. In fact he always found new ways to impress her, or annoy her. Jason, watching from beside her, didn't know who the person was, or what his deal was, so he asked her. “Who’s that?” Vanessa was too preoccupied with the spectacle going on to pay attention to Jason's question. However Jason could tell. Judging by Vanessa’s expression, Elvis was an unwanted presence. “Elvis,” Vanessa said, her frown deepening as she strode towards him. “What is this?” Elvis flashed a cocky smile and, in one practiced move, he dropped to one knee He was glad he had perfected the move, he’d spent weeks rehearsing this exact moment, planning how he would propose to Vanessa Smith, the woman he had always tried to impress… yet never seemed impressed. "Vanessa Smith," he called out, his voice loud enough to draw the attention of nearby employees. With a flourish, he opened a velvet box, revealing a diamond ring. The beautiful ring was large, flawless, and undeniably expensive. But to Elvis Montgomery, it was nothing, not when it came to her. “Marry me Vanessa.” He said confidently. Jason felt like laughing as he saw Elvis on his knees. What the hell is this? He looked like a performer in a badly rehearsed play, one where the lead actor had no idea his audience wasn’t buying the act. However the staff were more than entertained, in fact they saw Elvis' actions as romantic. Some whispered excitedly, while others exchanged stunned glances. Elvis grinned arrogantly. Seeing how the onlookers were impressed, he could only imagine that Vanessa was more impressed than them. In reality, he couldn’t have been more wrong. Vanessa wasn’t just uninterested, she looked like she was contemplating murder. If sheer frustration could kill, Elvis would’ve dropped dead on the spot. “Vanessa, this ring cost three million. It's a testament of my wealth and how much I can do for you. Accept my hand in marriage and I'll fix Smith Royale’s financial problems,” he promised, his voice filled with self-assurance. Vanessa rolled her eyes at his proposal. He wanted her to marry him? Vanessa exhaled slowly , resisting the urge to pinch the bridge of her nose. Of all the days, of all the ways, Elvis had chosen this spectacle to push his arrogance on her again. Did he really think he could buy her? She wanted to say something to him, but she distracted when she heard the conversation's behind her. “Wow, what a romantic way to propose.” Two ladies discussed among themselves. “She’s so lucky. Elvis’s family controls major banks. If she marries him, their company’s financial problems will be solved instantly!” The more he heard the impressed murmurs, the more Elvis's confidence was boosted to the point where he felt arrogant. This time, Elvis believed Vanessa would finally accept him, since he was one of the few who could save Smith Royale. His family was one of the wealthiest families, with a net worth estimated to be in the hundreds of billions. So it would also be dumb if Vanessa would reject him now, she needs him. Jason took it all in, his gaze shifting between Vanessa and Elvis. Listening to the murmurs around him, he finally understood who the man was and saw for himself that he was here to propose to Vanessa. But…. Vanessa was his fiancee. And he could already tell that Vanessa wasn't interested in Elvis, judging by the look on her face. Infact Elvis was harassing her right now. Because of that Jason didn't want to just stand by and watch this, he wanted to make it clear to Elvis and make him leave. However, on second thought, he did not. He was curious to see how Vanessa would deal with this, she was so irritated by this, he could tell. Finally, Vanessa spoke, “Mr Montgomery.” Vanessa sounded irritated already, “I thought I made it clear the last time that I'm not interested!” She did not hesitate to make it clear. Surprised that Vanessa would dare to reject Elvis, especially given Smith Royale’s current situation, whispers echoed in the air, growing louder with each passing second. Someone said, “What is miss Smith doing? Elvis's family has a net worth of billions, and she is going to reject him like this?” “My god is she out of her mind?” According to them, Elvis Montgomery was the perfect man for Vanessa, romantic and rich. Many onlookers felt a mix of envy and secondhand frustration. To them, Vanessa had everything to gain. How could she turn him down so easily? For what? Elvis was stunned by that response. He felt embarrassed. After all this effort, after getting down on one knee and putting on a show, she still rejected him, just like always? He had been so sure. So confident. This time was supposed to be different with Vanessa agreeing to be his. With Smith Royale in financial turmoil, he had assumed Vanessa would finally come to her senses. His family controlled the banks, marrying him was her only real solution. It should have been a simple decision. Jason, watching from the sidelines, smirked to himself. He had expected Vanessa to shut Elvis down, but seeing it happen was even more satisfying than he’d imagined. Elvis was losing his patience. However he wasn’t ready to accept defeat. He thought, maybe Vanessa was just putting on a show, pretending to resist in front of her employees. That had to be it. Elvis chuckled. “Come on, Vanessa, stop playing hard to get already,” he said, standing up and wiping non-existent dust off his suit. “I know you're just being stubborn, but we both know this is the best decision for you, for your family, for Smith Royale.” Jason finally let out a slow sigh, and then he stepped forward to finally put an end to Elvis' spectacle. And also crush his dreams of convincing Vanessa, because she already had a fiance.“Elvis, come on, man,” Jason said in a sarcastic tone. “At what point does persistence turn into ‘ignoring basic human decency’?”Elvis turned to him with a scowl. He did not notice the person standing behind Vanessa until he spoke up and came forward. However, now that he did, irritation flared in his chest. Who the hell was this guy? One thing was clear: he was too damn arrogant. How dare he interrupt? Most of the onlookers frowned, eyeing Jason. They were unimpressed with his appearance. He was dressed too plainly to be someone of any importance.Who gave this nobody permission to talk to Elvis Montgomery like that? Did he not know who Elvis Montgomery was? What an idiot.“Who’s this ignorant guy, does he work here?” one of them muttered under his breath.“Look at him, dressed like a nobody. Maybe he should stay in his lane.”Jason didn’t seem affected by their whispers or the eyes on him. If anything, he welcomed it.On the other hand, Vanessa wanted to scoff after seeing Jaso
Elvis grinned, convinced that Vanessa’s hesitation meant Jason was lying.However, to his surprise, Vanessa walked over to Jason, grabbed his hand and said, “Yes, he is my fiance.” she confirmed it with a prideful voice. Was it true? Whispers circulated among the office staff.It was confirmed now to everyone present that Vanessa Smith was indeed engaged to Jason. As shocking as it was, she had confirmed it and so it was the truth. Even those people who were on Elvis' side, could do nothing but just stay quiet because they didn't want to upset their high-up, Vanessa.But Elvis wasn’t done, he was now even more angry. He refused to let it go that easily.The idea of Vanessa, the woman he had wasted so much time and effort to impress, choosing someone else over him was unbelievable. Worse, she had chosen this nobody, a man who couldn’t hold a candle to him in status, wealth, or power. It was unacceptable.Not only was it unacceptable, but it was embarrassing to someone like him, becau
Elvis didn’t stop running until he got outside Smith Royale. He was so scared of Jason chasing and catching up to him. Who knew what that monster would break next, he had already broken his finger.He clutched his broken finger, his face twisted in a scowl of pain. His driver was already waiting for him, standing between two sleek, luxurious cars. He looked surprised to see his boss sprinting out of smith royale, while looking like he had seen a ghost.When the chauffeur took a closer look, he noticed the broken finger on his boss's right hand. “Sir, should I call for help?” He asked respectively, and then gritted his teeth as he demanded, “Whoever did this shall not get away with it, sir!”Elvis shook his head, silently ordering his driver not to do that. He didn't want to provoke Jason by doing what the chauffeur was suggesting.What good were 10 of his family's bodyguards going to do against Jason? Elvis had already realized that his family's bodyguards, besides their training, w
Jason smirked. “Self-defense,” he answered simply.Not satisfied with his answer, Vanessa studied him in silence. She didn’t know much about Jason they had only just met, but she couldn’t deny she admired how he hadn’t hesitated to put Elvis in his place for her. Thanks to him, Elvis wouldn’t be bothering her again so she was thankful.She wanted to thank him. But she stopped herself, not wanting him to get the wrong idea. He might think she is now accepting of him.She crossed her arms and gave him a pointed look. “You didn’t have to go that far, I could have handled it on my own.”Jason’s smirk didn’t fade. “Didn’t I? Or did you have it under control all this time?”His tone was calm, but there was something in his eyes, amusement, maybe even challenge. Vanessa wasn’t sure if that was just his nature or if he enjoyed making people uncomfortable.She let out a breath and shook her head. “Well, either way… I guess I should say thanks.” she finally let those words out.Jason was taken
After leaving Vanessa's office, Jason wandered through the city streets. He was supposed to meet up with someone that his master had told him to meet in the city, Jamal White. Jason's master did not say much about who Jamal White is, he only told him that he is an associate of the Eclipse syndicate, who would give Jason everything he needed while he is here.The eclipse syndicate was a clan that his master was the leader of. Jason had been raised by them, trained in secrecy, and had now become one of their deadliest operatives. He was more like an assassin, however not a bad one. If there was such a thing as a good assassin, then maybe Jason… was one. At least that's what he thought of himself.While he did take on jobs, he only went after bad guys and rejected contracts that targeted innocent people.The reason he was here was because he had been tasked with finding the Obsidian Dagger, a legendary weapon tied to the formation of the eclipse syndicate. It was something the Eclipse
She stopped running, her gaze frantically searching for another way to run to. Realizing she was trapped, her breath grew rapid as the men closed in.It was not Jason's business, nor did he know what was happening, however he was having a hard time not intervening here.“Miss, why’d you have to make this harder?” A man emerged out of one of the vehicles. He was dressed in casual clothes, his face obscured by a ski mask, a cigarette dangling from his lips.The woman gritted her teeth. “You’ll need to kill me first before I go with you.”Jason had to admit, she was brave than most people would be in this situation. However thpse men weren't playing games.Jason observed from a little distance. They hadn't spotted him yet, as his sharp eyes took in the situation. The men were clearly not small time thugs, but they weren't big time players either, judging by their movements and what they were wearing. They wore casual clothes and the only thing separating them from a common person was
One early morning.Jason sat at the counter, gazing into the amber liquid in his glass, looking like a man with nowhere to be. The bar was nearly empty, with just him, the bartender wiping down glasses, and the faint sound of a TV playing last night’s news. He took a slow sip, enjoying the cold taste in his mouth. Then, a voice behind him disturbed the quiet."You shouldn’t be here."Jason didn't turn around, instead he glanced at the reflection in the bar mirror. A man in a black coat approached him, snapping a lighter open and shut, the flame briefly lighting up a cold face that looked like it had seen its fair share of trouble and dealt with it.The man was Cole Vargas, an enforcer to one of the underworld's powerful men. Raising his glass in a mock toast, Jason didn’t turn immediately. He just smirked. "Cole Vargas. Didn’t expect to see you out this early. Couldn't sleep?"Cole didn’t smile, finding the joke unfunny. His voice stayed hostile. "What the hell are you doing in
Jason showed no mercy to the men. Cole had ignored him, thinking he wasn't on his level, and so he had left his minions to do the job for him. And that left Jason feeling disrespected. It was clear that Cole didn't see him as a worthy opponent.Did he really think Jason was some average fighter who could be taken down by lackeys? If so, he had severely miscalculated.Beating the lackeys up was his way of sending a message to Cole.Jason walked out of the bar, leaving the unconscious guys sprawled out on the bar's floor. Walking into the city, he reached for his coat pocket and took out a piece of paper. It was a contract. But not just any contract, a marriage contract that his master had arranged a long time ago to settle an old debt.Jason had come to this city on a mission, sent to retrieve something important. But before he left, his master had informed him of something. In addition to completing his task, he had another responsibility, one that had nothing to do with his usual
She stopped running, her gaze frantically searching for another way to run to. Realizing she was trapped, her breath grew rapid as the men closed in.It was not Jason's business, nor did he know what was happening, however he was having a hard time not intervening here.“Miss, why’d you have to make this harder?” A man emerged out of one of the vehicles. He was dressed in casual clothes, his face obscured by a ski mask, a cigarette dangling from his lips.The woman gritted her teeth. “You’ll need to kill me first before I go with you.”Jason had to admit, she was brave than most people would be in this situation. However thpse men weren't playing games.Jason observed from a little distance. They hadn't spotted him yet, as his sharp eyes took in the situation. The men were clearly not small time thugs, but they weren't big time players either, judging by their movements and what they were wearing. They wore casual clothes and the only thing separating them from a common person was
After leaving Vanessa's office, Jason wandered through the city streets. He was supposed to meet up with someone that his master had told him to meet in the city, Jamal White. Jason's master did not say much about who Jamal White is, he only told him that he is an associate of the Eclipse syndicate, who would give Jason everything he needed while he is here.The eclipse syndicate was a clan that his master was the leader of. Jason had been raised by them, trained in secrecy, and had now become one of their deadliest operatives. He was more like an assassin, however not a bad one. If there was such a thing as a good assassin, then maybe Jason… was one. At least that's what he thought of himself.While he did take on jobs, he only went after bad guys and rejected contracts that targeted innocent people.The reason he was here was because he had been tasked with finding the Obsidian Dagger, a legendary weapon tied to the formation of the eclipse syndicate. It was something the Eclipse
Jason smirked. “Self-defense,” he answered simply.Not satisfied with his answer, Vanessa studied him in silence. She didn’t know much about Jason they had only just met, but she couldn’t deny she admired how he hadn’t hesitated to put Elvis in his place for her. Thanks to him, Elvis wouldn’t be bothering her again so she was thankful.She wanted to thank him. But she stopped herself, not wanting him to get the wrong idea. He might think she is now accepting of him.She crossed her arms and gave him a pointed look. “You didn’t have to go that far, I could have handled it on my own.”Jason’s smirk didn’t fade. “Didn’t I? Or did you have it under control all this time?”His tone was calm, but there was something in his eyes, amusement, maybe even challenge. Vanessa wasn’t sure if that was just his nature or if he enjoyed making people uncomfortable.She let out a breath and shook her head. “Well, either way… I guess I should say thanks.” she finally let those words out.Jason was taken
Elvis didn’t stop running until he got outside Smith Royale. He was so scared of Jason chasing and catching up to him. Who knew what that monster would break next, he had already broken his finger.He clutched his broken finger, his face twisted in a scowl of pain. His driver was already waiting for him, standing between two sleek, luxurious cars. He looked surprised to see his boss sprinting out of smith royale, while looking like he had seen a ghost.When the chauffeur took a closer look, he noticed the broken finger on his boss's right hand. “Sir, should I call for help?” He asked respectively, and then gritted his teeth as he demanded, “Whoever did this shall not get away with it, sir!”Elvis shook his head, silently ordering his driver not to do that. He didn't want to provoke Jason by doing what the chauffeur was suggesting.What good were 10 of his family's bodyguards going to do against Jason? Elvis had already realized that his family's bodyguards, besides their training, w
Elvis grinned, convinced that Vanessa’s hesitation meant Jason was lying.However, to his surprise, Vanessa walked over to Jason, grabbed his hand and said, “Yes, he is my fiance.” she confirmed it with a prideful voice. Was it true? Whispers circulated among the office staff.It was confirmed now to everyone present that Vanessa Smith was indeed engaged to Jason. As shocking as it was, she had confirmed it and so it was the truth. Even those people who were on Elvis' side, could do nothing but just stay quiet because they didn't want to upset their high-up, Vanessa.But Elvis wasn’t done, he was now even more angry. He refused to let it go that easily.The idea of Vanessa, the woman he had wasted so much time and effort to impress, choosing someone else over him was unbelievable. Worse, she had chosen this nobody, a man who couldn’t hold a candle to him in status, wealth, or power. It was unacceptable.Not only was it unacceptable, but it was embarrassing to someone like him, becau
“Elvis, come on, man,” Jason said in a sarcastic tone. “At what point does persistence turn into ‘ignoring basic human decency’?”Elvis turned to him with a scowl. He did not notice the person standing behind Vanessa until he spoke up and came forward. However, now that he did, irritation flared in his chest. Who the hell was this guy? One thing was clear: he was too damn arrogant. How dare he interrupt? Most of the onlookers frowned, eyeing Jason. They were unimpressed with his appearance. He was dressed too plainly to be someone of any importance.Who gave this nobody permission to talk to Elvis Montgomery like that? Did he not know who Elvis Montgomery was? What an idiot.“Who’s this ignorant guy, does he work here?” one of them muttered under his breath.“Look at him, dressed like a nobody. Maybe he should stay in his lane.”Jason didn’t seem affected by their whispers or the eyes on him. If anything, he welcomed it.On the other hand, Vanessa wanted to scoff after seeing Jaso
Vanessa didn’t bother asking the intern who it was. Driven by curiosity, she strode toward the door and stepped into the hallway. Curious, Jason followed Vanessa and the intern outside into the hallway. Vanessa barely made it three steps before stopping abruptly. A frown formed across her face as she saw what was happening. A crowd had already formed. Employees and staff whispered among themselves, drawn to the scene unfolding before them. Standing at the center of the commotion was a group of men in suits. They formed a semi-circle, each holding a bouquet of red roses. And at the center of it all was a young man, in his mid-twenties, well-dressed, with the polished look of someone who came from a good background. Vanessa's expression turned into a bigger frown as she recognized the man, Elvis Montgomery. He was the son of a wealthy banking family, and he just couldn't leave her alone. He was known for being entitled, arrogant, and persistent to the point of being insufferab
Jason shut the door behind him, nonchalantly slipping his hands into his pockets as he met her gaze. His eyes roamed over her, not for too long, but it was enough for him to see how beautiful she was.Vanessa noticed the way his gaze swept over her, brief, but not dismissive. It wasn’t the lingering stare of a man entranced by beauty, but more like someone assessing something of value. Nonetheless, that was enough to irritate her. "I asked you a question. Who are you?" She demanded, her frown deepening. Jason took a step forward, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly. "Jason," he said simply.Vanessa’s patience was already running out. "Jason who? And why are you in my office?”"Jason Wolfe. I suppose you could say… I’m here on personal business." Jason answered.Vanessa's eyes widened at that statement. Personal business? What business could this man possibly have with her? And dressed like that, he looked downright suspicious. She felt a cold shiver creep up her spine. Has so
The lady's fingers moved to the telephone and without hesitation, she made the call. “We’ve got a problem at the front desk,” she said, scowling in annoyance. “Some lunatic is out here claiming he’s Miss Smith's fiance.”Lunatic? Jason did not appreciate being labeled that, however he let it slide for now.Within seconds, someone appeared. It was the head of security, a towering man with a chest like a fortress war. Frowning, he sized Jason up, demanding, “You got an appointment? No? Then get lost.”Without moving, or showing any sign of being fazed, Jason answered, sounding a little amused, “Yeah… no. I think I’ll stay.”The security guard was already annoyed. Well of course, he would be annoyed, because it sounded like Jason was underestimating his authority as the head of security.Not having any of it, he reached for Jason’s shoulder.Surprising him, Jason caught his wrist midair and squeezed it, not too much, but just enough to make a point.The security guard’s brows furrowed i