An invitation from two men that defined her past!It took a while before Tatiana could digest Jolene's words. The King's Entertainment Company invited her? That is a huge shock!Nathan definitely sent a contract just to remind her that he is still superior and that she will forever remain under him. Accepting such an offer from him would give her a chance to dig out his secret, but knowing what kind of devil Nathan is, that would be a death wish, especially when she has no one backing her.As for Mr. King, that would be a huge blow. Every netizen would definitely throw insults at her and try to dig out how she managed to get herself in.They'll find out about Dylan, and that would cause an uproar. She doesn't want to drag Dylan into this; she wanted him out of this war she is about to face. Also, she doesn't know Cassius's intention towards her.He is engaged, he despises her, and yet he wants her under him as his artist. It was just so confusing."Tatie?" Jolene's voice snapped her
"As he ran through the dark forest, he could hear nothing but his fast beating heart, the harsh wind that blew past him, and the stomping of his feet against the dry grasses. He could hear those crazy cries of theirs and boom! Out of nowhere, one of the rogue demons ate his head!" Jolene narrated and waited for Dylan's scared reaction, but the boy only stared blankly at her, eating cookies."What, that didn't scare you too? That was my best horror story, and it's scary. How could you still have a straight face?" Jolene asked with a disappointed look."Because it's not scary. That's just a story," Dylan replied, and Jolene scoffed, crossing her arms."What scares you then?" Jolene asked, raising a brow. Dylan raised one of the cookies to her. "Cookies?""What I'm scared of is cookies disappearing completely. That will be the end of the world," Dylan replied, taking a bite."You're impossible," Jolene shook her head. "You do not talk like a five-year-old kid.""People say that all the t
Tatiana sat frozen in the car, her face turning red as a tomato, and her lips sealed shut. The image of Cassius carrying her replayed in her mind, causing her heart to race uncontrollably.Regaining her senses, she shot a glare at the man driving. "What was that? Why did you carry me?" she snapped."I needed to talk to you privately. Resist again, and I'll do more than that. I hate disobedience," he replied, his voice cold. But Tatiana couldn't care less."Why should I obey you?" she questioned."You don't need a reason. No one does," he responded, his gaze still fixed on the road.Tatiana scoffed. "You're used to people obeying you, aren't you? Well, sorry to burst your bubble, but I'm not that kind. I do what I want.""Not with me," he turned his head towards her, his emotionless blue eyes piercing through her. "I told you I would show you the consequences of crossing paths with me, little rebel," he added before returning his attention to the road."What's with the nickname?" Tatia
It was Monday, and Tatiana gushed over her son's school outfit. She said sweet words to him, assuring him that he would love the school.After dropping her son off at school, Tatiana kissed his cheek and bid him goodbye. She entered her car and zoomed off after making sure he was safely inside.Unknown to her, Paisley spotted her from a distance. She was in her car with her son, Landon.Tatiana had just dropped a kid around the age of her son at the school her son also attended. With a rough guess, the boy was around the age of five. Nathan had betrayed her six years ago.Could it be that the boy was Nathan's son? Impossible!Getting home, Tatiana took out her laptop and continued her research. Catelyn had told her something strange about Maya.Though she tried to ignore the strange feeling, she couldn't help her curiosity. She scrolled down Mason's page and saw how lovely their couple pictures were.Just last week, Mason claimed to have gifted his wife an expensive car. Nothing seeme
Paisley tried to get out of her hold, but Tatiana was stronger than she imagined. She felt a taste. Salty. Urine! She struggled more, only to have Tatiana push her head further.Tatiana pulled out her head, her grip on Paisley's hair still hard and firm, like she was going to pull it out of her scalp."Let me give you a warning, bitch. The next time you cross paths with me, mind the way you use your words. Talk shit about my boy again, and I swear you'll experience a fate crueler than death," Tatiana warned, her tone icy. She dipped Paisley's head briefly into the toilet again before releasing her.Stepping out, Tatiana composed herself and returned to her calm and charming aura. As she walked through the hall, she felt the curious gazes of the onlookers and cared less about it.Paisley splashed the running water on her face, scrubbing it intensively. She could still taste, smell, and feel the urine. How dare Tatiana?! Does she think this was years ago? Does she even know what she had
"That, I can't tell," Nathan mumbled, and Paisley's eyes widened."But you told me you haven't touched her since two years before the wedding!" Paisley yelled."Why are you so riled up?" Nathan raised a brow."You lied?! Is that child yours?! It can't be! Tatiana can't have your child; she can't!" Paisley yelled."Go freshen up; I'm hungry." Nathan stood and made to leave, but Paisley quickly held him."It's not your child, Nathan. Please tell me the child is not yours," Paisley pleaded, and Nathan shot a glare at her."Can you stop overreacting? We are done with this conversation," he said coldly, shrugging her hand off.Paisley shook her head. "It can't be. Nathan doesn't have another child outside. I'm the only one who bore her child. I'm the only one." She quickly took her phone to make some calls.Nathan stepped into his study room, his gaze swirling with an unknown emotion. He pulled out his phone and called his assistant."Hello, boss," his assistant answered immediately."Find
The room fell silent. Cassius didn't flinch or act as if they had exited. Instead, he waited for them to leave, but they didn’t. Why did they have to ruin the moment?Tatiana finally came to her senses and pushed him away from herself. He let her, taking a step backward.An awkward smile appeared on Tatiana's face as her eyes darted from the three figures."I... it's not what you think... umm, we were not doing anything," Tatiana stuttered badly.This was the first time Catelyn had seen Tatiana lost for words. Tatiana had always been a straightforward, courageous woman. So who was the man beside him? Her eyes narrowed, seeing the striking resemblance to Dylan in the man."Mr. King," Jolene struggled to breathe. Catelyn got her answer. Dylan's father?Cassius simply tucked both of his hands into his pockets, waiting for any of them to break the silence. The atmosphere was tense, but he cared less."Auntie, you wanted to prepare coffee. I think Mr. King would like to have some," Tatiana
The next day, Tatiana decided to visit King’s company. Catelyn was right; the earlier, the better."Paisley is not only a bitch to herself and everyone, but she is also a bitch to her own son. How could she get into her little boy's head just because of her selfish self..." Jolene wouldn't stop talking after hearing Dylan's words from Tatiana. "Maybe we should change his school. If Paisley knows about Dylan, then the bastard Nathan knows about him too."Tatiana sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "I knew I shouldn't have come to this country, but I don't have a choice. That's why I need to tell him soon.""He'll probably be a little mad, but I think he'll be cool. Mr. King is cold but not to you, I guess.""He said I'll face the consequences. Of what exactly? I didn’t steal anything from him.""You stole his heart," Jolene teased."I'll cut your tongue," Tatiana warned, and Jolene chuckled. Tatiana's phone buzzed, and she quickly pulled it out, thinking it was Cassius, but it was
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
"Boss, the ship is ready," one of the men came to inform Oxford as he cleared up his equipment. "Good. Have you informed Leonard? Ask him to take the girl so we can leave immediately." The longer they stayed, the more risk they were in of getting found by Silence. That devil was unpredictable, and even though Oxford had his plans laid out and prepared, he still couldn't shake the unsettled feeling in his mind. As the door shut behind the man, Oxford went to his safe hidden behind a painting. He punched in the passcode, and the door opened, revealing a small file. Oxford took it and kept it safe in a box. After that, he stepped out of the room. Milena's breath was ragged as she darted through the dark hallway, her bare feet barely making a sound against the cold tiles. The dim lights flickered, casting eerie shadows along the walls. Her heart pounded, each beat a frantic reminder that she had little time. She didn't know the layout of the building, but that didn’t matter. Th
Milena's breath was slowly becoming uncomfortable. She had been trying to endure the pain ever since she got here.Now it was becoming unbearable. In her mouth, her tongue brushed against one of her molars, recalling how Zade had installed a tracking chip there.It was on Rafael's orders. The device was made by Rosa.At least they believed she wasn't the culprit. And probably needed her to be here. Zade had told her to rest assure and not panic no matter what.Hold on to the pain, Milena; Rafael is coming.Milena almost flinched when the door opened, Leonard stepping in, slightly disheveled. A smirk danced on his face."Hello, baby," he breathed, removing his jacket. "Take your clothes off."Milena's mind went blank. "What?""I said take your clothes off. Don't make me repeat that."Milena shook her head. "Go away."Leonard scoffed, stepping forward and pulling out a knife that glittered under the dim light of the room.Milena's heart skipped a beat."Strip, or it will stop being funn
Milena couldn't deny the fact that she was scared. Concern was etched into every nerve, but she knew one thing.He was coming for her.Rafael was coming.The space here was suffocating, and each hour that passed only made her more anxious. But she did her best to keep herself calm.Then the door of the room creaked open, revealing Rafael's brother, dressed in a white shirt and dark trousers."Being like this isn't going to help you. Either way, we're going to get information from you—hard or easy," he said, leaning against the threshold of the door, his arms crossing his broad chest."If you think I'm going to tell you about Rafael, you're wasting your time. You won't hear a word," she assured him.Leonard chuckled. "Let me guess—you think he's going to come for you, right?" He sighed and began approaching her. "I've known Rafael for years. He's a weak idiot I love to bully. He cries like a baby whenever I hit him or say something harsh."Leonard clicked his tongue as he stopped right