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Chapter 30

Author: Regina
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-27 00:07:28

The atmosphere between them grew thick with tension, the air charged with an unspoken animosity. Dean straightened his back, meeting Damon’s icy gaze head-on, his voice sharp with fury and disbelief. “How can you do this to me? You have no right to restrict my freedom!” His words rang out, seething with anger, as his eyes burned with a mixture of defiance and a raw, painful resistance.

Dean's chest tightened, his heart pounding in his ears. He refused to believe that Damon—someone he had trusted, someone he had once thought was different from the ruthless gangsters he had always despised—could do something like this. The image of Damon he had carefully constructed, one of integrity and strength, was crumbling before him. He didn't want to accept it; he didn’t want to believe he had been so terribly wrong about the man standing before him. The reality of Damon’s actions shattered the illusion he had so desperately clung to, and it felt like a betrayal that cut deeper than any physical
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    Damon gave a subtle nod, his expression unchanging. "Yes, I did. For your safety. It's better not to have contact with the outside world right now."Dean’s anger flared hotter, but he bit his tongue, forcing himself to hold back. With a cold, controlled voice, he said, "This is too much, Damon."Damon’s face remained as calm as ever, his tone unwavering. "You didn’t have a phone on the island, did you? Or is it that you think I’m being unreasonable because I didn’t arrange for Chen to come?"Hearing Chen’s name only fueled the fire of his frustration, but Dean knew there was no point in arguing further. Instead, he turned his face away, avoiding Damon’s gaze, though his mind churned with resistance and discontent.In the days that followed, Dean’s irritation grew more intense. Being cut off from the outside world was wearing on him, making him feel trapped and on the verge of breaking down. Damon, perhaps sensing his growing distress, placed an essential oil diffuser in the room. The

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    Damon's gaze sharpened, and he stepped forward until he was standing directly before Dean, towering over him like a predator locking its eyes on prey. "The second party in a contract has no room for choice," he said, his voice cold and unforgiving, as though delivering an unassailable truth.Dean's breath quickened, the weight of the situation crashing down on him. He knew, with a sinking certainty, that he had lost all control in this conversation. It felt as though he were trapped in an invisible cage, with no way to escape, no way to fight back. Every word Damon spoke deepened his sense of despair, and a profound helplessness washed over him—like a man utterly at the mercy of fate, with no hope of altering his course.The tension in the room grew palpable, the air itself seeming to thicken as if it had grown too thin to breathe. Dean could barely draw in a full breath, the weight of the moment pressing down on him. He knew, with a sinking heart, that he was powerless to resist Damo

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    Damon’s disbelief was palpable, his eyes narrowing with suspicion and fury. "If it wasn’t you, then who else could it be?" he spat, his voice dripping with anger. "These things—there’s no one else who knows about them, except for you and me! Not even the HR department of the Dragon Gang knows! If neither of us said anything, then how the hell does Chen know all the details?"Dean froze, a dull ache spreading through his chest. He looked at Damon, the eyes that once made him feel safe and cherished were now filled with suspicion and coldness. A wave of disappointment crashed over him, threatening to drown him. He had wanted to explain, to defend himself, but the words caught in his throat. It felt as though something was choking him, rendering him silent. Deep inside, he urged himself to stay calm, to not argue any further, but the weight of the suffocating emotions grew heavier and heavier. In the end, he couldn’t hold it in any longer—the pain within him cracked open, piece by piece.

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    Chen’s appearance felt like a lifeline amid a storm, and Dean felt a flicker of hope for the first time in a long while. Despite everything he had been through, he couldn’t ignore the sudden sense of possibility that arose within him. He quickly responded; his voice filled with desperation: “Can you help me? I really… I need help.”There was a brief silence on the other end of the call before Chen’s calm voice broke through. “Don’t worry, I’ll help you. From now on, you need to keep important things with you at all times. But stay low and don’t act suspiciously—don’t alert them. I’ll arrange everything as quickly as possible.”The decisiveness in Chen’s voice gave Dean a sense of security he hadn’t felt in ages. It was as if someone finally understood, someone was finally taking his side. The walls around his heart, hardened by fear and isolation, began to crack open just a little more.The next morning, not long after Damon left the house, an eerie silence descended over the villa. F

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  • No Way ! Mafia Again ?!   Chapter 38

    Dean suddenly realized that Chen's demeanor at this moment bore an uncanny resemblance to how Damon had once described someone to him. A chill coursed through his heart as unease crept in—Chen, the man before him, seemed to merge with the reckless figure Dean had known in the past, forming a far more complex and dangerous persona.Taking a deep breath, Dean forced himself to stay calm. He needed to find a way out of this power game—a route allowing him to escape with his dignity and life intact. Gathering his thoughts, he proposed an idea that caught Chen slightly off guard. "Chen, what if I help you build your business to rival the Dragon Gang? In return, you let me walk away. How does that sound?"Dean wasn’t bluffing. If he couldn’t stay in the Cobra Gang to do what Dean Harrison excelled at—law—then he would pivot to what Noah Leslie was best at — business. Starting from scratch, he had carved out success before. With the Cobra Gang already having some foundation, he refused to be

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