In an hour, the car drove into a magnificent estate surrounded by a lavish garden. The large gates opened, and the car proceeded down the driveway, stopping in front of the entrance.Tatiana's breath caught at the sight of the grand, imposing building that exuded wealth."Wow! This place is awesome!" Dylan exclaimed, gazing up at the mansion.Tatiana forced a smile. The place was indeed beautiful; she had never seen such a stunning structure before. She had heard people talk about how Cassius King owned the most impressive building anyone had ever seen, and it turned out they were right.As they walked in, Tatiana thought she had seen beautiful places before, but she realized she was wrong. Compared to this, those places were like mice to a lion.This place was a testament to how rich Cassius was. Just imagine the cost of maintaining it! It was beyond what she had ever imagined."Please wait here, Miss. I'll inform the master that you're here," a middle-aged man, the butler, spoke pol
The wailing of the siren indicated the police had arrived, yet these women did not stop.They were part of a local women's society that fought for women's rights. Tatiana was quick to find them since they were trying to reach Maya to help her get justice.When Tatiana saw how determined they were, she decided to give them a chance. It wasn't a bad idea after all, as Mason was finally reaping what he had sown, feeling the pain he had inflicted on Maya over the years.If these women could make Mason understand what it felt like to endure nine miscarriages, they would gladly do it.The police managed to separate the vicious women from Mason, but they didn't stop until one of the officers fired a shot into the air.The woman who seemed to be their leader sneered. "If we hand this wife-beater over to you, you'll just release him. Let us deliver justice!""And you'll end up in jail!" the cop yelled back."Do you want a beating too?" another woman asked with a cold glare, a frying pan hangin
"Huh?" Tatiana’s lips parted in confusion. She hadn’t expected such a question."I don’t repeat myself," Cassius raised an eyebrow, his voice firm."And I don’t understand why you’re asking such a thing, Mr. King. How would you feel if you were separated from the person you love most and then asked how you felt about it?""You’re doing that right now.""Don’t twist my words," Tatiana tried to hide how their closeness was affecting her.Cassius let out a soft chuckle, releasing her. "Prepare something for the guest," he directed to the butler nearby, who immediately complied."I’m not taking anything here...""Are you going to keep acting feisty so I can double your punishment?"Tatiana swallowed her remaining words and bit her lip. Double her punishment? Whatever that meant, she knew it was definitely not something good.He walked past her to the living room and sat on the couch, waiting for her to join him.When she remained standing, he asked, "Why are you still standing, Little Reb
His question hung in the air, as silence filled the room. One could hear a pin drop.Cassius had gone to get Dylan's favorite cookies as an extra snack for his lunch. Just a moment after leaving his son, he encountered a bastard spilling nonsense to him—the infamous Nathan Redmond, a man Cassius had long awaited to confront.Tatiana's words echoed in his head, fueling his anger: 'I found my fiancé cheating right on my wedding day. He humiliated me, and I had to leave the country just to avoid my father's wrath...'This man had the audacity to approach his son, and the school had allowed it? What if he hadn’t come back in time?“Mister... uh, I guess this was a misunderstanding—”“Misunderstanding?” Cassius's voice cut the headmaster's words off. “If this man tried to take the boy away, I'm quite sure you would have allowed it, wouldn't you?”His question made the headmaster swallow, knowing he was right. He glanced over at Nathan, as if waiting for an explanation.Even with half of C
"That's not the point here," he stated, and Indigo felt he was avoiding the question."It doesn't matter. If you're accepting the child, once we get married, I'll treat him like my own—""Indigo," he cut in, his voice laced with slight anger."Please, Cash, please. I can't lose you. I know you warned me about this day, but I can't. Don't, please," she shook her head. "Please."Cassius's gaze didn't soften, and guilt flashed in his eyes, but he had warned her. She suddenly wiped her tears and sniffed.Shaking her head, she clenched her jaw. "I hate you." She dashed out of the office afterward.Hudson came in shortly after, with a worried look. He immediately understood the situation upon meeting Cassius's gaze."Will she be alright?" Cassius asked him. Indigo was his childhood friend who had helped him, and he felt guilty for hurting her, but he had no choice."She will, with time. At least you were honest with her. I know she'll understand," Hudson said, soothing some of the heaviness
He kissed her!He was true to his word, leaving her breathless as his lips moved wildly against hers. She gasped when he pulled her waist closer, giving him the chance to thrust his tongue in.Soft, addictive, inviting, and sweet. He couldn’t get enough. He deepened the kiss, demanding more—it was just like that night, a night he would never forget.He recalled how she barged into his room, drunk, and before he could speak, she crashed those same addictive lips onto his. Cassius remembered how he couldn’t stop himself that night, devouring her as if he owned her.Now, he was tasting those lips again, fucking addictive. His tongue rolled against hers, prompting her response, and when she moaned into his mouth, he gently grazed her lower lip with his teeth, earning another moan.With every nerve, he suppressed his urge and broke the kiss. His eyes fixed on her lips, slightly swollen and wet, tears pricking at the corner of her eyes as she tried to catch her breath.She slowly opened her
The news of Cassius and Indigo's engagement being called off spread like wildfire, reaching every corner of Australia and beyond.Netizens were left wondering about the reason. No explanation was provided, but it was obvious that this was Mr. King's decision.Just when they thought the cold Mr. King had finally found a woman, the engagement was called off."This is unbelievable! It still feels like I'm dreaming, Tatie. What could be the reason? It's so shocking!" While Jolene rambled about the news, Tatiana’s expression was slightly disturbed.What could have made Cassius decide such a thing? Was it because of her? That can’t be possible.Her mind drifted to the kiss, and her face turned red. Jolene noticed it."Did you blush because you knew the reason was you?" Jolene asked teasingly."I'm seriously considering removing that tongue of yours.""I heard from Catelyn that you spent the night at his mansion...""Nothing happened!" Tatiana almost yelled, her face turning red."I didn't a
The woman before Cassius broke into a cold sweat after hearing his order. She hadn't signed up for a torture like this."Please...""Do what I say, or you'll wish you had," Cassius's piercing blue eyes seemed to scream, 'You're doomed!'The woman looked at Tatiana, silently begging for pity.Tatiana stared back with a cold expression, clearly waiting for her to follow through. The woman’s heart sank—her face might fall off!"Are you testing my patience?" Cassius’s cold voice snapped her back to reality."One," he began counting. If he left, her punishment would only worsen. The others watching gave her pitying looks.Even the two girls who had insulted Tatiana trembled secretly in fear."Two."The woman quickly knelt beside the bowl of hot water. She dipped her face in briefly, and immediately, her scream echoed through the whole place. The pain was far worse than she had imagined.Watching the woman tremble in pain brought a small, satisfied smile to Cassius’s face. He then returned
[Four years later]Issabella spun around to look at the women in the room. "How do I look?" Nervousness was evident in her voice. She was wearing a professional outfit, her hair tied into a bun, with light makeup accentuating her beauty."Fantastic!" Tatiana responded. "You're really made for this.""President Issabella, right on track!" Jolene exclaimed, a ring glittering on her finger. She had married Jaxon last year. In her arms was little Elsa, dressed in a blue fluffy dress."Gosh, I feel nervous," Issabella exhaled, fanning herself several times."You're fine," Tatiana approached and adjusted her shirt.Jolene added, "Just be yourself.""Are you okay with this? I mean, you've been handling it for a year now..." Issabella asked Tatiana."With you by my side. You're way more capable than you think. Besides, handling it with my career is stressful," Tatiana said."Especially when Tatie won the Best Actress Award three times in a row," Jolene added."Drama queen," Tatiana mumbled."
Cassius's face paled, mirroring the expressions of the others. Jaxon choked on his drink before bursting into laughter. The others joined in, and the room erupted with laughter.After they finished eating, they all headed to the park. Cassius decided to buy the entire place for his son and wife.Jaxon stood at a distance, watching Tatiana, Cassius, and Dylan riding the carousel. Aurora stood beside him, also watching."A wonderful sight, isn't it?" she sighed. "For a fleeting moment, I thought I'd never see this. Silly me."Jaxon put his arm around her shoulder. "You'll get to see this every day." He then recalled what Cassius had said about Silence and Aurora not wanting to meet each other.He knew it was for the best, but his heart ached knowing Aurora never experienced true love... or maybe she did.She cared for her family more than anything. The smile on her face and the happiness glittering in her eyes were priceless."Aren't you going to ride with them?" Jaxon asked Jolene, who
Meanwhile, Rafael glanced at the man seated beside him with his eyes closed. He was now so used to his cold aura. "You're not going to see her? I mean, Mr. King's mother?" he asked. "I'm not going to meet her." "Why not?" Rafael asked, curious. "Can you keep your mouth shut? I'm trying to meditate here." "Says the man who used me. I'm still mad at you, you know... But weirdly, I'm glad you found me," Rafael mumbled. "So what are you going to do with me?" "Your choice. Either you stay and get the hell out of my way, or you come with me and become like me," Silence said curtly, standing to leave. He had gone far when Rafael ran to walk beside him. "You called me your apprentice. I'm going to stay that way. My place is with you," Rafael responded, and the man shot him a glare. "You wanna die? 'Cause I'm damn sure you won't last a week." Rafael laughed confidently. "Try me." Silence's lips curled up. "Fine then," he muttered, continuing to walk with Rafael beside him. "What are
Cassius gazed down at Silence, his father, his emotions in turmoil as he recalled how he had stormed into Silence's room, eyes blazing."You're helping me," he said, and Silence turned to give him a questioning look. "Helping? And what makes you think that?""Rafael told me everything. How you made him turn against his family, causing their death. You hate the Wallingtons," Cassius said, and Silence simply returned his gaze to the sky he was looking at."If you want me to hate, then just say so instead of acting like a fucking asshole."Silence shut his eyes and sighed. "You're one stubborn son of a bitch. I'll be done and gone soon. So if you're going to throw a tantrum, do it later.""Why didn't you ever show up?" Cassius persisted. He wanted to get the answer out of this man at all costs. At least he knew something-Silence wasn't an enemy."I clearly recall telling you not to bother knowing who I am.""Well, sorry, Dad... I'm going to trouble you until you spill the shit," Cassius
Horror flashed across their faces as they exchanged glances."Is this a joke?" The middle-aged man on the right slammed his hand on the desk."Do I look like a comedian?" Tatiana asked in a calm tone, her aura composed. She looked up at the guard standing behind her."Do I?" she asked him."No, ma'am," he responded."I didn't think so, so no, it's not a joke... Oh," she gasped slightly. "Maybe because I didn't explain it well." Her face suddenly turned cold, and the shareholders wondered if she was the same calm woman they had seen seconds ago.She leaned down, resting her elbows on the desk, her chin on her knuckles. "This company has been in the hands of trash-people who use innocent lives for their selfish interests. I'm here to take out that trash, starting with you."Another man stood up and roared. "You wench! Do you even realize what you're saying?! This company would collapse without us. We are the backbone of this place!""Oh really? Let's test that, shall we? I'll prove to y
"Uncle Conrad," Dylan called as he accompanied Butler Conrad in the kitchen."Yes, Dylan," Conrad answered, his voice calm."Don't you think it's wrong not to tell my parents about good Grandpa? My mother will be so mad at me once she finds out," the boy said, his tiny legs swinging as he sat on the stool."They'll find out about him soon. You don't want to spoil the surprise, do you?" Butler Conrad asked, and Dylan sighed."I don't know. Strange things are happening lately. Mom, Dad, Grandma, and everyone are so busy. I haven't seen Aunt Jojo since she left that night. A bad grandpa plans to hurt my parents, and my birthday is coming up. School's started, and I haven't gone yet." Dylan paused to catch his breath."I just hope they're okay and everything gets back to normal.""Stop worrying, kiddo," Butler Conrad said softly, glancing over his shoulder. "You'll see them soon enough.""Alright, if you say so," Dylan nodded.___'If that motherfucker turns out to be an enemy, we'll all
Hudson advanced towards Tristan. "I've been waiting for this my whole life," he said, shoving the poison into Tristan's neck. Tristan gasped as the guards released him to the floor. Tatiana watched as Tristan struggled for his life, screaming in terror, wishing the pain would end soon. She recalled how the agony had driven her to madness... but the poison used on Tristan was even more painful than what had been inflicted on her. "Make it stop!!! Arghhh!!!" Tristan's screams echoed through the room, the veins in his face and neck bulging, his eyes changing color as blood spilled from his mouth. His hand reached out, trying to grasp Tatiana's dress, begging for the antidote. "Please... Argh!!!" For the pain he had caused her loved ones, especially Issabella, who had once seen him as a father figure. For the trauma he had inflicted on so many. Tristan deserved every ounce of the pain ravaging him at this moment. He deserved ten times more. Several minutes passed, and Tristan's movem
Cassius gritted his teeth. "I'm going to destroy Maximus and his empire... And if you get in my way, I'll destroy you... Until my last breath."As the men spoke, Rafael remained silent. Mr. King was also terrifying, his aura menacing. No wonder he's Silence's son.If you look closely, they share a striking resemblance.Silence sighed. "Chatting with my grandson was way more fun than chatting with you."Grandson? Wait! Dylan?!"When did you speak to my son?" Cassius asked, a deadly warning lacing his voice."Let's just put it this way..." Silence paused and chuckled. "Your butler, Conrad. He works for me."Cassius's eyes widened.-[SPAIN]"¿Estás seguro? (Are you sure?) You've heard what the man has done and seen the traces, and yet you're going to face him? Val, my world, I... I can't lose you," Maria panicked over the phone as she paced around the room, fidgeting with her dress."My Donna, I told you not to worry. Since Silence is Cassius's father, there's a probability he might not
"I killed Leonard... I really killed my brother without a second thought... I pulled the trigger... He wasn't going to kill me, but I did it anyway... Or maybe he was going to kill me... I'm a murderer... I'm a fucking murderer who killed his own brother in cold blood... I killed someone---"Rafael panicked, running his hands through his hair, pulling at it. He was losing his mind over Leonard's death-because of him. The scene of pulling the trigger, Leonard falling with blood spilling from his chest, Leonard whispering that he didn't want to die, and taking his last breath-played on repeat in his head."I killed him... I'm a fucking murderer," he whispered again, fidgeting in his seat and pulling his hair harder. "I fucking killed him! I killed him!" he yelled, standing up and punching the wall."I killed him!" he screamed again, punching the wall over and over until his fists started to bleed, staining the floor.The door opened, and he abruptly stopped."What the heck are you doing