Getting taken advantage of was inevitable, but Javier was not going to jump Kira right on the spot. He wrapped an arm around her and got into the Buick van.As Kira had expected, the driver was sprawled on the steering wheel, obviously knocked out.Javier dragged the driver off the van as though the latter was a dead dog and motioned for Kira to hop on before he drove off. Kira asked him while they were on their way, “Where are my men?”“You’re pretty loyal. You’re still trapped with me but you’re worried about your bros,” Javier answered.Kira was speechless, but it was true that she was fretting. The men worked for her, after all, yet she did not even know if they were dead or alive right now. What Javier said after that made her feel relieved.“They’re all tied up in the van. As long as they aren’t pigs, they’ll figure out a way to untie themselves.”Kira was no longer worried about them. Now, she began to feel anxious for herself. “Where are we going now?”Javier answered,
After Javier sat down and Kira sat on his lap, the server with the tray of 150-million-dollar crystal chips approached them with a long face. A few of those chips on the tray could have belonged to him, but because he had looked down on Javier…Sigh!The casino chips were placed on the table with a red cloth covering them, so no one would know how much there was under it.Javier glanced at the table and asked Kira, “What are the rules here?”“It’s more or less the same. Free table, turn-taking bankers, the starting bet is 150,000 dollars without a maximum limit, and going blind is allowed,” Kira answered.Going blind meant not checking the cards and purely gambling based on luck. Javier had known about it for a long time.After the game started, Javier touched Kira’s warm, supple legs. Even though the barrier of their pants was between them, the touch was still warm and soft.It was fortunate that Kira’s legs were under the table and no one could see, so she was not as shy. She ev
The man in the white shirt smiled, looking at Javier after he sat down.“Mister, can the two of us have a game alone?”Kira had been playing all this while, but the white shirt guy came for Javier once he sat down. It was apparent that he realized Javier was actually the one playing and Kira was only being teased and coaxed.Javier patted Kira’s bottom without meaning for it to be derogatory, and the latter got up to stand behind him sensibly.Javier extended an arm next to motion for the white shirt guy to start.White Shirt was easygoing. “We don’t have to start with a base. Let the dealer deal directly. We can play based on pure luck. Let’s not handle our cards at all. What do you think?”Javier replied with a chuckle, “You’re the boss. You call the shots in your own place.”White Shirt was taken aback. “Do you know me?”Javier smiled without answering and had the dealer do his job.Did he have to know the guy? He had defied the rules for so long in the casino, purely winni
“Mr. Kersey, why don’t we pause the game for now and have a talk before we go on?”Kyle did not want to lose his money. That was almost all he had, so he wanted to talk to Javier privately in the VIP room. They could chat and get acquainted, maybe even form a connection. Who knows, maybe they had a mutual friend or two. This way…Well, he would not dream of not losing money, but as long as he lost less, it would be good.Unfortunately, Javier had read his mind. “Trying to make friends now? Nope.”Kyle had been destined not to leave with his money the moment he had appeared with his 150 million dollars. There was no such thing as coveting Javier’s money and wanting to retreat unscathed when the plan failed.Kyle was nettled when Javier refused to reciprocate his offer to be friends. How could such a person exist? He was not being the least bit courteous! That said, Kyle had an influence on the gangs too.The next moment, his smile faltered as he scowled. “It seems that you’re not do
Kyle surrendered and begged for mercy. His head met the floor successively with a loud sound. If he had known that Javier was far beyond his reach, he promised he would have served him with a wide smile. He would never have dared take advantage of him. Look at him now. Not only had he failed to reap any benefits, but this was going to cost him…While Kyle apologized profusely, Javier received a call from Chessie again.“Darling, Kyle’s been under me for a long time and has always been loyal to me.”Chessie did not ask for anything. She merely reasoned with Javier, and Javier understood what she wanted.“Sure. Then you owe me a 95-dollar business deal. The kind where lodging is provided?”“Okay. Come sign the deal now if you can. My cycle is over.”Audacious. Javier finally knew who Kyle had picked up his insolence from. Could he, an underling, be less brazen when his boss was this brash?“Chessie, just you wait. Once I’m done here, I’d like to see you act cocky. This would have
For the next two days, Javier stayed with Kira. As for what they kept doing together, it would be unnecessary to state it and too obscene for a younger audience anyway.Javier received a call from Derek while he was on the road at noon. The latter had informed him that Freddy had sent some people to fight at the entrance of the mall. The people they were beating up were not mall patrons or the security guards but Vernon’s underlings.Although no side had an advantage, that was beside the point. The point was that the mall’s patrons were scared off. There had been a snake incident, and then a group fight at the entrance. What kind of customer would dare pay a visit to the mall now?“Freddy Russo’s asking for a lesson, isn’t he? Go and teach him one to make sure he learns!”Javier called Herschel after he ended his call with Derek, and the two of them went to Freso Corporation, which belonged to Freddy.A security guard came up to them to stop them and ask who they were there to see
Freddy turned around and ran his eyes over the secretary’s long legs with a grin.“What’s the emergency? Are you in heat and need my help to help put the fire out?”The secretary was embarrassed. Although she knew that she was bound to be taken advantage of by Freddy, this was obviously not the time for that. What she wanted to say was something else, something that was incredibly frightening.“The security guards downstairs said that two men knocked out all the guards in the company and are making their way over here right now.”“What?!” Freddy was taken aback.Another voice rang out immediately. “You heard right. Two men have incapacitated all your security guards, but to be precise, it’s not two men because I didn’t do anything. It was all him.“And now…I think he’s going to hit you. Watch out!”The fact that Herschel had fought his way into Freddy’s office shocked him. There was a big number of security guards in the company, yet Herschel had incapacitated all of them alone?
When Javier asked about it, and before Grace could say anything, Freddy suddenly raised his gun and pointed it at Herschel.“F*ck you. So what if you can fight? I have a gun. Let’s see who is faster, you or my bullet!”Freddy looked at Javier after he barked at Herschel.“You have the balls to try and pick up my girl? You should first find out who I—hey, ow! Ow!”Before Freddy could finish his threat, he suddenly felt like his finger against the trigger was about to break.The reason was simple. Herschel had gone in for the pistol with his bare hands and forcefully twisted the gun around. As a result, he had trapped Freddy’s finger, causing him to yowl in pain like an animal being slaughtered.“Having a gun is quite impressive, but it depends on whose hand it is in. How different is it from a decayed piece of wood when it’s in your hand?”Herschel grabbed the pistol and took it apart, turning the firearm into metal scraps and unloading the bullets within seconds.Freddy was baf
As Bernadetta launched a barrage of kicks against the restaurant door, Mrs. Greene summoned 120% of her strength, holding the fort. The older woman had made a living terrorizing others with absurd accusations and downright unreasonable demands, but this time, she had met her match. Bernadetta James put the “man” in the word “woman”—in that she resorted to violence as soon as things escalated. In the end, it took both Mrs. Greene’s apology and a deal to provide Javier and Bernadetta with three days’ meals, all free of charge, to make the young woman stop. Then—“because I actually have a weakness against people sincerely appealing to my better angels,” according to Bernadetta—she amended the peace offer, changing the three days’ free meals to…a week’s worth. Back in the inn, Javier expressed his heartfelt gratitude to Bernadetta for rescuing him. “I can’t thank you enough for standing by my side when I needed it the most, Bern. But I can thank you a bit more if you refrain from using t
Mrs. Greene opened her flap and unlocked the floodgate, the spit during her tirade so profusive that she could water an old lady’s lawn. “It’s him, officers! It’s all him! He did this to his own camera just to remove himself as a suspect, but we know better than that! He’s the guy who stole my goddamn lingerie!”She turned and trained her finger on Javier. “You vile, disgusting, degenerate piece of sh*t! Ptooey!”‘Back at you! I'd rather spend the night with my left hand than with you!’ By this point in the morning, Bernadetta had arrived at work. Her heels clicked onto the floor as she sauntered toward the commotion. As soon as she heard what had transpired, she laughed, looking clearly amused. She trained her perfectly manicured finger on Javier and piled on. “Oh, it was him. I can testify to that! He stole Mrs. Greene’s bra because he is…the Lingerie Phantom Thief! By day, he is Javier Kersey. At night, he is Jo Ker, the Bra Stealer!” Javier threw his arms up in exasperation
Javier shook his head. By the time his vision was back to normal, the dog was gone. It had escaped! “What kind of hell spawned this little sh*t?!” Javier wondered to himself aloud. “Was this really an effect of the world changing? Is this an example of mutation because of the Storm? Or is there something else at play?”Baffled and unsure what to think, Javier returned to the dorm and told the residents to open the door. Inside, he found Florence huddling the frightened kids closely. She was white from fear, and yet in the presence of vulnerable kids, she had assumed the role of the protector without a second thought. “Hush, it’s alright! It was fake. Someone pulled a terrible prank and put on this white sheet and…” Javier made up a fib to explain the haunting away exactly because the truth could land him in a mental institution. No one would believe him—and for good reason too!Javier drove Florence back to the Yuzuian restaurant, where the latter’s electric scooter was. While
A resentful wail—interspersed only by sobs that sounded more like someone was being strangled—was echoing in the middle of the night while Javier and Florence could not see even a single soul out there? Animated by the power of “hell, naw!”, Florence dove into Javier’s arms for protection. Her hands were clasped firmly on either side of her head, hoping to block out the ghastly demand in her ears. Her eyes were squeezed so tightly shut that even a crowbar could not pry them open.Javier himself was just as terrified. He would have felt better if he could see the source of the voice rather than just hear a woman sobbing about getting her head back. At least he would know what he was up against! But just hearing it without any visuals at all?! Nooooope!Then, Florence hugged him in a “help-me!” sort of way. She was soft and supple—damn, that sexy figure in combination with her silky-smooth skin sure was welcoming. She was warm, and damn did she smell good! Nothing competed with fea
The dog barked in protest as it pointed its paw at Javier with the intensity of a mob before executing a monarch. The flames in its eyes were so bright that they could incinerate Javier into ashes in milliseconds. In the end, though, all that protest was for naught. Constance tied it up in the parking garage, while Javier watched in glee. Ah, sweet, sweet revenge! The stupid dog had thought it could set him up, had it? That would teach it!The look the Pomeranian shot him almost felt like a threat: ‘Just you f*cking wait, hooman!’‘Wait for what? How much can a stupid b*tch like you do to me?’ Javier scoffed in his mind. Now that the four-legged pest was gone, Javier turned back to Constance and talked about the new orphanage. As it turned out, despite the old woman’s sentiments for the building she had founded, she was a lot less obstinate and unreasonable as she might appear. “I mean, I don’t object to it completely. I know the new place is gonna be better, but…” She faltered a
Florence called half an hour later to tell him where they’d be having dinner. After leaving the inn in Bernadetta’s care, he hurried to the venue. Florence had picked a newly-opened Yuzuian restaurant. Javier had never liked Yuzuian restaurants, but since Florence had invited him, courtesy stopped him from asking the woman to change their meeting venue. He found Florence quickly enough and sat across from her. They placed their orders, and Javier began his performance: He started sighing and doing his best to look forlorn. It intrigued Florence enough to ask what was wrong, and Javier told her about his unfortunate beef with Constance that day.“It’s so unfair, man! Why would I bully a dog for no reason?” he moaned. “I’m sure Aunt Constance misunderstood. You’re a knightly, heroic, kind man! How could someone like you possibly get off on hurting a dog? I’m sure Aunt Constance was just too worried about the dog’s welfare to think things through. She didn’t mean it. I can vouch for
Herschel was dressed quite sharply today. It was the full ensemble—black leather shoes, black slacks, a white collar, and last but not least, the good old oil-slicked hair. The typical look of a high-ranking office worker, just as Javier had requested. Ordering him to get in his car, Javier asked, “You brought all the stuff I told you to?”“Yo, I would never forget the stuff my boss told me to bring. I’ve got all the preparations down pat. You can check ‘em if you don’t trust me,” Herschel replied. He fished an ID and some documents out of his leather bag. “See? All the documentation a journalist in the most important room of a news agency would have.”After a round-check and some instructions, Javier sent Herschel on his way to complete his mission. The man was strangely reluctant, though. “Boss, you told me you decided to work in that inn, right? Does that mean, you know, that you’re gonna call me ‘boss’ while you’re there?”Javier had almost forgotten he had mentioned this. It
Javier’s suspicion turned to Constance Hellman’s white Pomeranian. He turned to the director’s office and met the dog’s eyes. With its paws on the windowsill, it hoisted itself up to look out of the window. Seeing the dog cracking a lopsided grin and baring its fangs—beaming as smugly as a teacher’s pet who had managed to subdue everyone through the power of being the boss’s favorite—made it look both amusing and chilling. It would have been had the dog not caught Javier’s gaze, suddenly dropped the smile, and put on a face that seemed to be saying, ‘I’m just your average dog! Nothing to see here!’And then it feigned—yes, feigned—a yawn as its one last measure to cover up the fact that it had been laughing smugly to itself. ‘What. The. Actual. F*ck?!’ Javier thundered in his mind. ‘B*tch’s a natural actress! What’s it doing here instead of being interviewed on a talk show after becoming viral on TikTok?’In combination with Russell’s report, the incident inside the director’s of
As Javier was befuddled, Constance rushed in from outside and picked up the white Pomeranian gingerly to carefully check its injured leg.“Oh, baby, what’s the matter? Did you hurt your leg?”The white Pomeranian whined in pain and began twitching upon hearing Constance’s concerned question. This upset Constance so much that she admonished him sternly. “Mr. Kersey, I thought that you were a loving person, but I can’t help doubting your motive now.“I’m skeptical about you taking good care of the kids here when you’d even hit a cute dog!”Javier felt extremely offended. When had he hit the dog? He hurriedly explained, “Madam Hellman, I didn’t do anything!”Constance asked angrily, “You didn’t do anything? Why would it suddenly limp now and whine so pathetically? Why did it hurry over to me? Give me a reasonable explanation!”Javier was in distress as well. “How would I know? It was fine when I was carrying it just now, but it wanted to get down on the floor, so I carefully placed