With Javier’s “treatment”, Evanna finally failed to hold herself back. Her instinct had made her let go of her self-restraint and prepare herself to take what was about to come. She could care less that she was currently in the office.Javier was thrilled when he saw the flushed Evanna get up from the chair. He knew that it was a success—he was definitely experiencing the woman’s sultriness and delicateness today.Just when Evanna was about to throw herself into his arms, looking dazed and passionate, hasty knocks came from the office door.The external factor woke Evanna up entirely, painting her redder like she was going to drip blood. She quickly turned the video off and smoothed her wrinkled clothes down as much as possible before she glared at Javier. “It’s all your fault, stupid Javier.”It sounded like a whiny admonishment, but there was no bite in Evann’s tone.Javier looked at Evanna, who was about to end up with him yet had gotten away in exasperation. There was nothing
What a determined man!Javier liked that, so he patted the guy’s shoulder. “All right, we’ll play a game of getting what you wish for.“What did that mean? The tattooed guy did not quite catch it, simply assuming that Javier would not dare kill him. The longer he had spent in the gangs, the more braggers he had met. Nobody actually dared to kill someone, but there were plenty who said they wanted to kill someone.That was why he was unfazed about Javier’s threat of perching a blade against his neck. Javier did not seem like he cared either as he continued smoking nonchalantly. Of course, to prevent the guy from escaping, he pulled the guy’s hands back against the tree and pinned them down with the dagger.The action made the tattooed guy cry in pain as he wailed again.His accomplices were infuriated and wanted to fight Javier wielding the shovels, but Javier picked up a glass shard to push it against the tattooed guy’s neck. What he meant was clear—a step forward, and he would
Brazen—that was what Javier was. He kept the secretary in his arms and toyed with her. No matter how the secretary struggled, she was unable to escape his vice-like clutch.Tyler was trembling in rage. “You lawless b*stard!”Tyler was not one to only curse at Javier as he picked up the phone to call the security guards.Javier suddenly grabbed the secretary’s high heel and threw it out. The supposedly ordinary black-sequined high heel turned into a powerful weapon in Javier’s hand.Tyler did not even get to react when the eight-centimeter heel of the shoe stabbed his eye. He howled in pain right away, but it was in vain.For the sake of his convenience to do anything in the office and not let others hear it, he had specifically requested a soundproofed room. Unless one fired a gunshot in the office, those outside could hardly hear the noises in there.That was why his agonized cries did not get any attention. Javier’s bold advances on the secretary were the only thing he got in r
Javier would never get rough with someone who had been forced to do a bad thing. That was, of course, if she was telling the truth. As it turned out, the secretary, Bernadetta James, had not been lying. She led Javier to the hospital, and the moment the nurse and the doctor greeted the girl, he knew she was telling the truth. A nurse giving an injection in the ward even began to chastise him. “You! What kinda boyfriend are you? The poor girl has to work during the day and care for her father at night–every single day to boot! Do you even know how tough that is? At least try to take turns, man. God, man up and share your girlfriend’s burden for a change!”Bernadetta was aghast. Her kind-hearted nurse friend was scolding the Devil Incarnate! He was going to kill her–he really was!“You’re right. I’m sorry,” Javier replied sheepishly. “I’ll take your advice into consideration.”His apologetic behavior was good enough that the nurse only chided him a bit more before letting him off
Bernadetta had once asked the doctor how long her father’s coma might last. The most likely estimate? A very pessimistic three years. And yet, Mr. James had awakened before his coma had even lasted three months. Bewildered, Bernadette rushed to the hospital, only to see that the doctor was just as puzzled by the change. According to the CT scan, the clots had disappeared completely, vanishing into thin air as though they had never existed, despite the fact that the scan a week ago had shown a grave number of clots! How could all of them be spontaneously removed in a week? One could only achieve that through surgery, and yet the doctor had never ordered one to be performed. So how had the clots just…disappeared this quickly? The doctor checked the old man’s head. Maybe he had forgotten performing the surgery. Unbelievable as it might sound, this hypothesis would at least be more plausible than the alternative. There were no scars anywhere, though, so there had not been an operat
Evanna was ready? Well, Javier had already been anticipating this before her! He had been waiting for this moment. He had been waiting for it for so long... At last!He nipped on Evanna’s skin, toying with it until her cheeks turned scarlet. When the foreplay was over, she closed her eyes sheepishly with bated breath. She puckered her lips unconsciously as she waited for the moment when she was no longer a maiden but a real woman. Goodbye, innocence! This farewell might be a skin-tearing, painful one too! This was the moment of truth—but the moment was interrupted when the phone suddenly rang. Javier was so not into it. What kind of idiot would let go of the ripe fruit in his hands for that sort of mundane sh*t?!The sudden ringtone startled Evanna, though, who turned and saw Joey’s name on the screen. “It’s my mom! Why is she calling you this early in the morning?” she asked aloud as she picked the phone up and brought it closer to Javier’s face. Javier was speechless. H
Don’s mindset was simple enough. His father had warned him not to provoke Javier, right? Then that was exactly what he would do. Why? Why?! Because his special little kid was dead! Why did someone as talented as his son have to die, while a beta soyboy sh*tbag like Javier got to extend his life like a maggot?!Don was livid. Javier should have died—not Eliott! If Eliott had survived…Don steered his car straight to Javier’s residency. When the latter came out of the house, he found himself staring at Don, who got out of his car with a gaze so stormy that it baffled Javier. Why was he so pissed? Had this idiot found out that he had murdered his kid? Don dispelled any doubts regarding what he knew about his son’s killer soon enough. “What is the point of keeping a beta maggot like you alive, huh? So others can pretend to be white knights around you?! The more I look at you, the more your very being disgusts me. You’re a beta, doormat-level c*ck! My son was born a star with a future
Don wanted to scream, but nothing came out of his throat. Of course not; Javier had used the tactics he had learned from the Grimoire to silence him and control his feet with his mind after all. The most Don could do was open his mouth with no sound coming out of his throat.The distance between him and the ledge was rapidly shrinking, and Don’s sheer panic was skyrocketing just as quickly. The workers had noticed his odd behavior. Alarmed, they hurried to his aid, hoping to dissuade the man they thought was about to commit suicide. “Stop! Stop, man! You shouldn’t go there—stop, please, just stop for a minute!”They hollered. They yelped. They tried to pull him away. The previous tragedy might have given them a chance to earn some more because the project now required them to reinforce the building’s safety features, but these were good people. Therefore, they instinctively wanted to help their fellow human being. Something yanked them back while they attempted to do so, though—t