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His voice, chilling like a whisper from the depths of hell, lingered in Cirroc's ears.Their eyes locked, and Cirroc froze, petrified.The murderous fury in Liam's gaze sent a wave of terror crashing through Cirroc.Liam watched Cirroc's bewildered face, then suddenly released him, slamming him to the ground. He stood up and stomped down hard on Cirroc's chest.The stomp, driven by unbridled anger and a thirst for vengeance, was brutal. The floor tiles shattered under the force."Ahhhh!"Cirroc's screams of excruciating pain echoed through the hotel, his chest bone snapping under Liam's relentless assault, blood gushing from his mouth."You... cough cough... let go..."Despite the intense pain, Cirroc, his face contorted with agony, desperately gripped Liam's foot, trying to dislodge it.However, no matter how hard he struggled, Liam's foot was unyielding, pressing down like a massive stone, suffocating him, his face turning a sickly shade of purple."I'm warning you... you'd

A gruesome sound shattered the silence.Blood sprayed in all directions, and Cirroc's agonized screams filled the hotel, chilling to the bone."Ahhhh!"Cirroc was a twisted mass of pain, clutching his groin, his face contorted. The agony in his torso was nothing compared to that searing torment.A mere kick could bring unbearable pain, but that—that was a cruel and deliberate mutilation.Cirroc lay in a crimson pool, his face a mask of red fury, sweat pouring down his forehead. Staring at the gory flesh before him, his eyes turned wild with rage. He bared his teeth and bellowed, "How dare you... I'll kill you! I swear, I'll kill you! Ah, ah, ah..."Liam discarded the bloody dagger with a smirk of disdain, looking down at the crumpled figure of Cirroc. With a scornful sneer, he crushed the severed flesh under his boot."No... please... no... ahhhh..."Cirroc's plea was desperate but futile against Liam's merciless act. That cruel stomp extinguished Cirroc's last shred of hope, s

Liam watched Celena, sensing she was onto something. Despite the flutter of panic within, he kept his composure and said, "What is it? Whatever you want to ask, go ahead."He flashed a reassuring smile and swiftly steered the conversation elsewhere. "Honey, you're not yourself right now. You need to rest. Forget the office today. I'll call in sick for you, alright?"However, Celena's eyes remained fixed on Liam, her question earnest and grave. "Tell me, who are you, really? Are you truly just a regular guy who's served his time in the military, or is there more to it?"How could a former soldier have such impressive skills?How could a former soldier track her down so swiftly?As she pieced together the recent events, all roads lead to Liam, each coincidence too perfect to ignore.Liam's expression froze for a moment, and he inhaled deeply. Though his heart raced, his voice remained steady. "Honey, what are you talking about? I'm just me. Who else would I be?"With that, Liam se

Once Xerxes had hung up, Waylon wiped the sweat from his brow and exhaled a deep, weary sigh.He turned and made his way back to the operating room's entrance while on the phone, swiftly executing Xerxes' commands.Within the walls of the Yacano family's old house, Xerxes, fury coursing through his veins, flung his cell phone across the room after ending the call."Who is it? Who dares to injure my son? Whoever you are, if I find you, you'll wish you were never born!"With teeth gritted in anger, Xerxes snatched up the landline and barked orders into the receiver."Get someone to bring Dr. Doyle here to tend to the young master's wounds. And I want a name! Find out who did this to my son!!"...Simultaneously, on the highway leading to Drunham City, a sleek stretch of Lincoln glided toward its destination. Inside, a man in a bespoke black suit cradled a crystal glass, his gaze dark and stormy as he watched the landscape blur by.The tranquility was shattered by the shrill ring

Outside, the rain was coming down in sheets, but inside the hotel room, Celena was out like a light on the bed.Her sleep was restless, though. Even a cup of chamomile tea could not keep the nightmares at bay. She kept seeing Cirroc in her dreams, his face twisted and creepy, his icy smirk sending shivers down her spine.Liam was her constant bedside guardian. Each time Celena woke up with a start, she would see him there and just collapse into his arms, sobbing her heart out.She would cry until exhaustion took over, and she would drift off again, only to be jolted awake soon after.That cycle went on until the first light of dawn, and finally, Celena sank into a deep, undisturbed sleep.When she woke up later, Liam was nowhere to be seen in the room.She looked around and caught sight of him on the balcony, stretching out those muscles, shirtless.Even from a distance, Celena could make out the golden tan of his skin, the sleek lines of his body, and the solid build of his m