It takes Lucien's departure with the cab for the assassin to regain himself. After Lucien's statement, he immediately examined Asher's shirt without a single doubt that Lucien's statement might not be true and his heart skipped a beat when he noticed not only the other identical buttons on it but also the spot the button in his hand was pulled out from.Nevertheless, that alone wasn't what made him exceedingly surprised, he was that surprised because if not that as an assassin of his level he has a great sight, he wouldn't have known that a button was taken away from that spot. It took him to look closely enough before he could see it. It was at that point that he realized Lucien is truly extraordinary and someone who possesses powers he has never seen in anyone else.As he glances back at the spot after regaining his composure, he doubts that anyone inferior to him can be able to notice that anything is missing because the button was properly removed to the point where the open spa
Scarlet might think she is the only one worried and hoping for good news but she is only the most concerned, not the only one. Jack who is being pleasured by her isn't actually feeling anything. He is only pretending to so she won't notice how tense he is. His body is there with her but his soul is elsewhere, thinking about what is still keeping his men. They've never stayed this long to complete a mission before, and it's bothering him because there have always been two things that can keep assassins at the location of their target for so long; it's either they didn't find him or her at the planned location and are trying to track him or her back down or the target is stronger than them and has defeated them. He shakes his head not wanting to believe the latter because he doesn't think there is anyone in the whole of Virginia stronger than his men. His men are great experts to him because he paid a hundred thousand dollars for them! But would he still think highly of these men h
Jack can tell that something dreadful must have happened to get his expert assassin this emotional. For a man in his forties who has worked for him for as long as ten years or more, this is the first time he is seeing tears in the expert's eyes. The first time he is watching the expert cry. The sight pricks his eyes.When the spouse of the expert died years ago, Jack is so certain he didn't see a single tear in his eyes– like, the man never cried even when he was called out to give her his farewell speech on her send off but right now this same strong burly man who has never shed a tear for over ten years is crying aggrievedly before him.The expert's lack of tears during his wife's death and send-off can't be accounted for as a lack of love because everyone knows he loved his wife. Still do. It was there for all to see.Perhaps he never cried because his wall wasn't precisely pushed and his ego wasn't trampled upon the way Lucien just did.Jack can't help but wonder what this his exp
"Why shouldn't I?" Jack narrows his eyes at him. "Have you forgotten that the first day you met me, you almost peed in your pants too?""It's nothing like the day I met you, Jack. It's nothing like the day you claimed ownership of me. This is different. Way different.""Different in what way, Richard?" Jack laughs, the tension on his face easing slightly.Each time he remembers the day he claimed ownership of Richard Anderson, it makes him laugh so much that tears start dribbling down his cheeks. It is a memory he can't seem to forget, doesn't think he will.Richard bows his head knowing why Jack is laughing at him. It is a memory that always gets him embarrassed and sad each time he remembers it, a memory that sometimes makes him feel like a fool and not man enough just like Lucien's action is already and will forever make him feel. "The aura I felt around Lucien is an aura of a high martial arts expert Jack. He is nothing like the fighters you've ever experienced before. If I didn't
On the ride to Royal Glistening Hospital, the pot-bellied cab driver couldn't keep his thoughts and gazes at bay. He kept stealing glances at Lucien through the rearview mirror and his thoughts wandered back to the scene he had seen before they took off. Throughout the ride, it felt like a dream to him. But then he knew it wasn't a dream because he kept pinching himself so many times just to confirm if he will suddenly wake up but nothing happened.That was enough to prove to him that all he saw were indeed real and it made him realize he underestimated the young man back then.When he ran away that time, he did because he thought it would be a matter of minutes before Lucien dropped dead, and then the assassins might want to add poor him to their killing list simply because he chose to drive the young man to his destination. He couldn't risk that.But never did he expect that the young man he fled from, believing he would soon be a corpse would be the same person to flag him down ag
The cab driver staggers and is almost about to fall when a strong arm grips him firmly on the waist and steadies him. Just a little shove of a tiny bit of Lucien's finger had such an impact on him! His eyes are almost falling out of their sockets because he knows he is more than 150kilos yet such a little tip of the finger push had him on the verge of falling if not for his savior who saved him at the dying minute. "Lucien!" A young female suddenly clamors so excitedly, her young figure rushing into his arms as if they are where her body should always be. Lucien smiles not a bit surprised that he is receiving such a hug from her and hugs her back, wrapping his arms around her slender body. A hug from her is something he has never received in the past so he tends to accept it willingly and with an open heart each time it happens now because even though she has started hugging him it doesn't happen every time. Only on rare occasions. The first time was when her parents were taken b
Lucien's statement is like a stinging slap to the pot-bellied cab driver's face.He can remember so well that those words were his and now hearing Lucien use them against him is making him chew on his lower lip in regret."How dare you insult Lucien? You better apologize to him right now before I make you lose the right to ever again!" While the cab driver is still reminiscing in self regret a cold voice barks furiously and two deep pairs of blue eyes glare at him with killing intent!Declan has always been known as one who would never sit back and watch anyone insult Lucien! But that isn't just where it ends; he also doesn't even want to hear that it happened!Hearing Lucien reveal what the uncultured cab driver said to him causes him to clench and unclench his fist! Lucien is his God and also the Invincible and unfathomable God of War!He respects and admires him so much. And will gladly give his life for him if the need ever arises and yet be grateful that he did because it will be
"There's no need for that," Brianna says as she walks away from him toward Lucien. "I do not take him seriously. And, by the way, I had no idea he had tried to sneak his hand into my skirt, so thank you for putting the asshole in his place. I owe you one."Declan grins and shakes his head. "Lucien considers you as family. As a result, he has given me the mandate to protect you. I'm simply carrying out my responsibilities. You owe me absolutely nothing." With that said, he shifts his gaze from her to the cab driver then to Lucien, and his gaze settles on him. "What are we going to do about him?" He asks, referring to the cab driver."Take him to the hospital where his wife has just given birth and pay all the bills. Also, give him a good sum that will get him something he can do comfortably until I need his services again, and don't forget to get him a house, two sets of flashy cars, and everything his wife and the boy will require. I want him to be at ease because he has just proven t