Zayn made his way over to Agatha and said smilingly, “Ms. Rouge, leave the rest to me. I’ll make sure everything’s in order.”However, his expression took on a complete change when he turned around to face Rugal. “Rugal, I’m going to give you one last chance. Bow down, repent and apologize to Agatha, then I shall spare your life.”Rugal recovered from his surprise. His expression was extremely unpleasant. “Who the f*ck are you huh! How dare you meddle in my affair and how dare you be such a show off with me? Don’t you f*ck*ng know who I am huh!”Rugal did not fear Zayn just because of Zayn’s powerful fighting skill but on the contrary, he became even more furious and arrogant. From his point of view, Zayn was just a skilled fighter who could not amount to anything no matter how powerful he was. On the other hand, he was the nephew of the major. One call from him was enough to summon a large number of people to come to his aid!Agatha recovered from her surprise to see Rugal being s
The events that unfolded at the Turner’s home replayed in Rugal's mind. It was the first time in his life that he was being punished by someone so severely. He was helpless, just like how he was right now. The man had the absolute upper hand both in his status and power, so much so that even his uncle, who was ever-omnipotent in his perception, had to obey the man. He became much more reserved after that incident. He was depressed for a long time and he had only returned to his normal self with great effort recently. As a result, he encountered this man once again. It was the man of his nightmare, the chairman of Violet Vision Media Corp, Zayn Larson!He would never forget how his mayor uncle went to his house personally to give him a ferocious slap after that day. His uncle warned him to stay out of Zayn’s sight even if he were to encounter Zayn and cautioned him not to offend Zayn regardless and to avoid even Zayn’s subordinates at all costs. It was because Zayn’s identity was so
It was like Agatha had met a beggar on the street, fed and clothed him, only to then realize that he was actually an angel or something equally as powerful and miraculous.Yes. That was what it was. Miraculous!Just thinking back to two days ago filled her with a sense of bewilderment. It felt like a dream; she hit a bloody man tortured by grave injuries while driving on Mount Septimus. She thought she had hit a beggar, but it turned out he was a distinguished top dog, someone so illustrious and celebrated that even Rugal was fearful of him.Ingrid’s expressions were even more overt. She was completely taken aback by sheer disbelief and incredulity, but most of all, it was uncontrollable fear and regret that consumed her. She had been dunking all kinds of abuses and harangue on him over the past few days to the point of ostracizing him. She had thought he was, at most, a member of the lower-caste or no one special at all—someone who had little power or social influence. How wrong he
In the eyes of the common folks, killing was a complete violation of the law—a crime so heinous that the only fate that lay ahead of the perpetrator was death. If Zayn choked Rugal to death, then he, too, would have to answer to a jury. By association, her family would naturally be involved as well. That was the last thing that Agatha wanted!Zayn looked at her and flashed her a sincere smile. “You have nothing to worry about, Miss Rouge. Killing a triviality like him is no different from squashing an ant under my boot. Nothing is going to happen to you.”He was not kidding at all. With his power and status, killing Rugal was no different from stepping on an ant. Now, one would be mistaken to think that meant Zayn enjoyed stepping on the innocent; honestly, it was because the man at the receiving end of his wrath was Rugal Gonzalez, a renowned *sshole who used his standing and power to commit unimaginable travesties. He was someone who had countless streaks of evil in his ledger. Rem
Agatha cried out so loudly that it almost seemed too overt and gushing. Nevertheless, Zayn turned to look at her inquisitively. “Anything else I can help you, Miss Rouge?”Being the direct recipient of Zayn’s stare summoned butterflies in her stomach. Her mind blanked before she could come up with anything to say.Zayn chuckled. “Don’t worry, Miss Rouge. Rugal won’t be coming back to bother you ever again.”Ingrid stepped in for her cousin’s sake. “What about the deed to the house?”“He’ll give it back soon enough, if he knows what’s good for him. There’s nothing to worry about.”The family let out a collective sigh of relief. God, that whole ordeal was a roller-coaster of emotions. Their hearts continued to race, long after disaster had been averted. Either way, they were thankful for Zayn ‘s help.Agatha finally collected herself enough to snap out of her trance. Biting her lips, she cried out, “T-Thank you for your help, Mr. Larson! If it weren’t for you I would have… I don’t
The rapping was as impatient as it was discordant. It interrupted the celebratory mood within the household, prompting Ingrid to launch into her usual shouting, “Who are you, man? Are you knocking or trying to bust our door down? Keep it down!”The other family members reflected similar annoyance. Whoever the guest was, they kept mercilessly pummeling the door, as though they were trying to break it down. Of course, it ticked the owners of the house.It was then when a mousy, antsy voice piped up, “You don’t think Rugal’s back for r-r-revenge, right?”The hubbub faltered. The look on their faces changed, now mired with wariness and fear. There were merits to that fear, really—what if Rugal held his grudge hard enough that he brought backup to exact his revenge? There was no way they could come out of that alive!Unless…In a flash, all eyes were turned to Zayn.He smiled slightly. “No, it’s not Rugal; don’t worry about it. It’s a man accompanied by two bodyguards… Might be a rela
After shining his shoes, Jared looked up and bemoaned, “Why are you people just standing there? Where’s my coffee?”The corner of Claude’s lips twitched in annoyance, but even if he were chafed by the man’s attitude, he did not show. “Right. I’ll brew you one right away.”Agatha’s patience was at its end. Irritated, she stepped out and took a stand. “Hey, Jared. Will it kill you to act a little more like a civilized gentleman than a boor? Did your parents abandon you in the woods or what?”Jared’s expression darkened. Shooting her a glare, he snarled, “What did you say, Agatha sweetie? I didn’t hear it the first time.”His ire was raised, alright—that much was evident from how ugly his expression had become. It was enough to deflate some of Agatha’s initial bravado, but her annoyance was still sky-high. What a self-centered, uncultured troglodyte!Claude saw the tension between them and quickly leapt to the rescue. “Come on, Jay, don’t get all mad now. She didn’t mean it seriously
Agatha was exasperated. She loathed Jared very much since she was a child!Not that she was jealous of Jared but Jared had been bullying her all the time since she was young and he had never treated her like she was his cousin. She went to middle school in Guineve where she took residence in Jared’s home temporarily. At the time, Jared was always bullying her and made life very difficult for her. In fact, Jared had even joined hands with other boys to bully her at the peak of his bully period. Had she not been intelligent at the time and responded swiftly, she would have already been raped by those boys at the time!A man like Jared did not understand the concept of family affection and both his mind and character were twisted. During the recent two years, Jared hit the jackpot by successfully latching on to a big shot. He became very popular and he made a great fortune which resulted in him being extremely self-conceited now. He behaved as if he was the best in the world while t