One more snap of his fingers, and his life would be gone. Just like that.Never had Nathan thought he’d be in this position. Maybe because he was used to giving orders and having people kneel before him.But...Facing a man far more powerful than him was fucking overwhelming. It turned out that this man in front of him was Dylan's father. How in the world did Tatiana get to know him?Wait.A realization struck him when he recalled the guest list from the hotel Tatiana had stayed at on the night of their wedding. Among the list, Mr. King was included.The fifty reporters he had sent to humiliate Tatiana were banned by someone powerful. Though he had tried to find out who, now that he thought of it, Mr. King was capable.Even Zero, he had never heard from him after Tatiana had decided to go after him.Why? Why didn’t he put all these pieces together? He should have known the day he met this man at Dylan's school. The aura that seems to weigh upon him, making it hard for him to breathe.
Cassius had Dylan on his lap as they both ate cookies. One of his hands was wrapped around the little boy while the other was busy with his system.He was doing his work, researching his new artist."Father," Dylan called lightly."Hm," the man hummed lightly."How did you become King? You don't look like those royalties in books," Dylan said.Cassius chuckled. "I'm not royalty, little man. I'm more like... a self-made king.""And how did you do that?" Dylan asked."I never gave up. I tried to make a difference in my own way. I helped people, discovered new talent, and built my empire every single day—""And fighting bad guys? You were like a superhero yesterday," Dylan grinned and then asked, "Since you're king, does that make my mother queen? And me, a prince?"Cassius stayed quiet for a moment, his mind drifting to Tatiana. He replied, "Yes.""Self-made royalty," Dylan took one of his cookies and offered it to the man.Cassius ate it from his hand and kissed the little boy's hair.
Nathan dashed into his hideout hastily, his chest heaving so hard as he tried to catch his breath. He dropped his bag and removed this cap, slamming them on the floor."Fack you King! Fuck you!" He spat and kicked one of the stool. Pain peirced his toes and he cursed. "Fuck"How did that devil know he was on the train? Was he betrayed again?He instantly called the person that was helping him."I was offered thrice the money you sent"Nathan eyes widened. "But I've paid. I've fucking paid you""Sorry bro, business is business. No refund""What--" the call ended before he could speak. What's with the people hanging up on him. He had no choice but to call his last hope. His father.As he call, he doubt the man would even pick it up. Nathan's father loved Tatiana very much, they spent time together. Mr. Redmond treated Tatiana like his own daughter.However, after Tatiana left due to Nathan's betrayal. Mr. Redmond hurled his anger to Nathan's face. The man promised never contacted him si
Nathan frowned at the smell of smoke. His eyes flew open and blinked away the remnants of sleep. His face contorted into shock at the sight of red flames. Fire.He sprang up from the ground and immediately went to the door to open it, but it was locked."Shit!" he cursed and went for his bag. A flaming stick almost fell on his head. Fear coursed through every part of his body.He rushed to the door and tried to insert the key into the keyhole, but his trembling hands wouldn't let him."C'mon!" he exclaimed when he saw the fire drawing closer. Finally, he opened the door and dashed out of his hiding place, coughing hard. He wheezed and fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face.After catching his breath, his eyes settled on a pair of black, shiny shoes. Slowly, he looked up, and his eyes met his nightmare again.Nathan gritted his teeth in frustration. He had found him."Please," he croaked. This torture should end. He was beyond humiliated with no one to help him.The man crouc
'Mine,' Cassius declared to himself as he gave her a punishing pace. Tatiana responded with a keening moan. The sound of their flesh colliding echoed in the room, each thrust hard.Cassius leaned to her ear. "Your walls are squeezing me tight. So warm, wet, and inviting. Like it's made for me.""It's yours," she moaned, her eyelids fluttering closed, oblivious to how the man's eyes darkened at her words.Cassius wrapped his arms around her leg, bending it slightly. He thrust deep into her, prompting her eyes to open. Tatiana's body jerked in response, her cries of pleasure intensified. This man was diving deep inside her.She tensed as she climbed higher, her cries echoing as she reached her release. Her body relaxed heavily.Cassius pulled out and plunged back in. Her inner walls clenched, drawing him closer. She was wet again. He pulled out and plunged himself in, harder."You're taking me so well. Mine," he growled and gave her a sudden hard thrust. Tatiana jolted. Pain and pleasur
Jolene noticed the slight discomfort in Tatiana's movements. If no one else did, she did.Tatiana has a way of carrying herself: gracefully, elegantly, and patiently.Tatiana had done shoots years ago and had once helped a brand win an impossible prize. She was asked to continue with the modeling line but refused.Jolene noticed the tired look on her face, and a thought clicked in her mind.'Big boss,' Jolene smiled at the thought.Artists and workers on the set gave Tatiana curious looks as she stepped in.As Tatiana prepared herself in the dressing room, one of the female artists asked if she could bring Dylan to the set one day. Tatiana politely declined."Aww, I saw his adorable picture online. He is so cute," the young lady pouted disappointedly and left.Jolene sat beside Tatiana. "An endorsement asked if Dylan can come model for them.""Reject it," Tatiana smoothly responded as she slipped her hand into her dress. "I can't allow Dylan to enter this world.""His mother is like a
Gavin froze, unable to move a muscle. Others stared at him, wondering what was affecting him so much."Go on," Cassius ordered, but Gavin remained frozen. The man before him was scary!"Mr. Gavin," Director Felix called out, snapping Gavin out of his trance. "Aren't you going to...""Let's remove the kissing scene!" Gavin suddenly snapped. His chest heaved as he tried to calm himself."What do you mean?" The senior director blinked in confusion."I actually talked to the writer and asked her to add it. I did it because I am into Tatiana—" Gavin saw Cassius's eyes darken at his words and quickly added, "Which was stupid of me, because Tatiana is taken and her man won't like it."Others on set exchanged looks.Felix's eyes squinted as if he was getting a hint. His eyes shifted to Tatiana and then to Cassius, whose eyes remained cold. Could it be that the man Gavin was referring to was Cassius?Why else would Cassius come to the set just because of a kiss? That implied the father of Tati
[FLASHBACK]After leaving Jolene's place, Isabella received a call from her father. She tried to talk some sense into him, but to no avail. Then, she stormed her way into Nathan's mansion. Her eyes scanned the place and settled on a maid."Where is Nathan, bastard!?" she yelled at the maid. The thought of her father marrying her off to Nathan intensified her anger. The same bastard who treated Tatiana like trash on her wedding?One thing about Isabella: she was very protective of Tatiana."He went to a function at Bliss Hall," the maid responded, and Isabella stormed out again.She drove to the venue and found many guests there. Her face was covered since she was now famous. She asked around for Nathan and finally found him in a room doing what he loved most.Fucking another woman...Isabella scoffed. Nathan was already married to Paisley, and he still cheated. Well, Paisley got what was coming to her.Isabella was so glad Tatiana didn't marry this man. Nathan would never change.The
“Rosa,” Zade approached her quietly. She sat alone on the hotel rooftop, gazing up at the night sky.“How did you find me?” Rosa asked, her expression blank.“I figured you'd be somewhere quiet, probably with a nice view and fresh air. The rooftop seemed like the best bet,” Zade explained. “Care if I join you?”“As long as you don’t become a burden, help yourself.”Rosa had always been the one who smiled the most in the clan. She was cheerful, helpful, talkative—everyone loved her. Talented. Beauty with brains.But after Viktor’s death...Zade hadn’t seen even a glimpse of a smile on her face.It had been over a week since the war ended. Leonard was now being held in a psychiatric facility known as the Phantom Cell, secured with high-tech restraints. That guy would be tortured until his last breath.Not the violent kind of torture, but the kind that would haunt him. Trapped between walls, injected with things that would slowly drive him insane.Rafeal had said Leonard was saved agains
Angie Hales. That name was carved into the gravestone. The yard was the place where all the dead mobsters were buried. Rafeal approached, placing a bunch of flowers on the stone, his expression blank, but inside he was breaking. He hadn't seen her death coming. Even though she had made a grave mistake that caused the clan to suffer, Angie had been his friend ever since he joined the clan. She was brave, smart, and always there to calm him with her words. Even now, he still found it hard to believe Angie was truly behind it… Rosa walked to stand beside Rafeal, her face unreadable, but she was breaking inside too. “I shouldn’t have told her to die after the mission,” Rosa said, taking a deep breath to steady her nerves. “I regret my words that day.” “It’s not your fault,” Rafeal said. Rosa nodded, understanding what Rafeal meant. “She was my best friend.” “She paid her debt,” Rafeal mumbled. Memories of Angie surfaced, striking Rosa’s heart. “Still… I hope she fin
Several days passed, and Milena didn't leave Rafeal’s side for a second. She watch the doctor feed and treat him occasionally, read him stories and watched him sleep until her own eyes shut.Three days had passed, and Milena grew worried, missing him so badly. She missed his voice, his smile, his touch, and the way he made her feel.Wake up soon, Rafeal.The doctor mentioned his body was still healing and that it would take time before he regains consciousness.Milena rested her head beside him, taking his hand into hers and falling asleep like that. She loved doing so—she could sense even the slightest movement from him.The sun rose from its horizon, casting a warm glow over the city.Milena stirred in her sleep, releasing a light moan. She looked up, and shock rippled through her.She was lying on the couch, and the bed was empty."Rafeal!" she gasped, shoving off the sheet that covered her one side of her and bolting to the bed. "Where did he go? He can't be up! Did the doctor tra
Milena blinked in shock, still frozen in place as her limbs refused to listen to her.Finally met her? Why would the great Tatiana Wallington be anticipating meeting her?As if reading her thoughts, Tatiana spoke again in that smooth voice.“We've heard about you, dear.”Milena’s legs wobbled. “Good things, I hope,” she muttered under her breath. She glanced at Cassius, who still had his sharp gaze fixed on her.Then she bowed deeply, her head almost touching her knees.“Nice to really meet you too, Mr. and Mrs. King,” she straightened up and flashed them a nervous smile as Cassius gave her an acknowledging nod.“Rafeal told me about you guys too,” Milena added.The Ward's door slid open, and Zade walked in as well, standing beside her. Milena flashed him a glare as if asking, *Why didn't you tell me they were here?*Zade gave her a replying look too. *You didn't give me a chance; how am I supposed to do that?*Milena sighed defeatedly, knowing he was right. Tatiana offered the empty
Milena snapped awake with a gasp, her eyes meeting an unfamiliar room. She was surrounded by white walls—too bright, too sterile. The ceiling spun above her for a moment before everything began to settle.Her heart pounded in her chest as she pushed herself up, the hospital sheets sliding off her trembling body. Her hands instinctively clutched the fabric at her chest, panic crawling up her throat as her eyes darted around the place.“Rafeal…”Her voice came out as a whisper, hoarse and broken.Memories surged in—his limp body in her arms, the flatline sound, the doctors shouting.She swung her legs off the bed, nearly collapsing from the dizziness that hit her. But she didn’t care. Her feet touched the cold floor, and she forced herself up, dragging her weak body to the door.She yanked it open.A nurse turned at the sound, startled. “Ma’am, please—you need to lie down, you’re not—”“Where is he?” Milena demanded, voice trembling but full of desperation. “Where is Rafeal?”"Ma’am, yo
While Milena cradled Rafael's unconscious body, Angie ran to Rosa's side and saw the scene. Just like Rosa, her body froze in place, but she quickly recovered, pulling out an injection from her gear and running towards them.She shoved it onto Rafael's lap and injected him, then checked on his state."He is not breathing," Milena sobbed, her whole body trembling. "Rafael is not breathing!"Angie immediately lifted him despite the exhaustion from searching for the antidote clouding her senses. She carried him out, and Milena struggled to follow.She was drained, her bones threatening to give up, darkness slipping into her mind, and she almost fell, but Rosa caught her.Zade appeared too, shocked at the scene. He was covered in blood and sweat; it seemed they had been fighting off the men outside.He rushed to help Milena, taking her from Rosa and leading her out.However, Rosa paused and glanced at unconscious Leonard, her eyes dangerously cold as deadly intent rose within them.Angie
Milena watched them clash like two storms colliding.No hesitation. No holding back.Rafael was a blur—faster than Leonard remembered. Every strike was brutal, precise, like he’d been waiting for this fight his entire life.Their fists met, their bones cracked, and their snarls echoed like monsters in a cage.Both were skilled; no one would know who was stronger among the brothers.Leonard went for Rafael’s throat with a wild hook, but Rafael ducked and slammed his elbow into Leonard’s ribs, sending him staggering back and coughing blood.Leonard smirked, wiping the blood off his face with the back of his hand. “That all you’ve got, little brother?”Rafael didn’t answer. He spun low and swept Leonard’s legs, sending him crashing to the floor. Rafael pounced, fists flying, hammering into Leonard’s jaw over and over.Blood splattered across the floor, warm and slick. Leonard twisted, caught Rafael’s arm, and flipped him—hard.Rafael slammed onto his back with a groan but rolled to his f
Oxford’s fingers flew over his keyboard, trying to find a way to connect with his allies. He needed someone to back him up.Gunshots echoed everywhere. It was no longer just one man with a sniper—more had come to attack them.He already sensed that Leonard and his men were cornered. But no matter how many times Oxford tried, he couldn’t get through.He had another method of connecting with his allies and requesting help, but access kept being denied. Were his allies under attack too?Each time he tried to reach them, someone—or something—kept blocking him out. A hacker? Fuck. He wasn’t that good at this stuff.“Where’s Zinnia?!” Oxford barked at X. Zinnia was the head of hacking.“She—” That was the only word X could manage before the van door swung open—no, it was ripped open.Before X could react, a dire wolf pounced on him. X shot aimlessly, hitting even the equipment in the van, as the wolf tore off his arm.Oxford cursed under his breath, watching X fight for his life. A large fi
Oxford’s van arrived at the port first. The ship was ready, and his men had already begun unloading the illegal drugs, weapons, and poison into it.He knew staying in a country dominated by Silence was a deadly risk, but he had to come. After all, one can't defeat an enemy without getting a little close.More importantly, there was his little daughter—she might have something that could help him bring Silence down. Once he got what he wanted from her, he would kill her… and if she insisted on keeping quiet, she would be tortured until death.Oxford snickered as he took a drag from his cigarette. Who would’ve thought he’d manage to break into the territory of the most dangerous man in the mafia world?And even kill one of his best men…Ha! Silence is getting old, after all. It was bound to happen. No one stays king forever.If it hadn’t been for Silence, he and Maximus would have had the entire world beneath their feet.“Rest well, brother,” Oxford muttered. That was one of the reasons