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51. Nerve

{TW: reckless and dangerous behavior} The lights went out suddenly. "Happy birthday to you!" Damien started, his voice loud and clear. A large, extravagant three-tiered birthday cake was rolled out, illuminated by the soft glow of flickering candles. It was a masterpiece: the bottom tier a deep chocolate adorned with intricate golden swirls and rich red roses; the middle tier a classic vanilla, decorated with delicate lace-like patterns and silver pearls; and the top tier a striking strawberry, covered in a smooth white fondant with a single elegant rose at the center. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR JACK, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!" The entire room joined in, their voices filling the space with excitement. Before I could react, Damien scooped me up like a damn five-year-old so I could blow out the candles. I hate his little manhandling habit. I did what I had to do—took a deep breath, blew out the flames, and prayed this wouldn't escalate into something even more e
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52. Popularity Curse

"What the hell is wrong with everyone today?" I muttered to Jared, leaning closer so only he could hear. He had picked me up from the hotel with Damien and taken me straight to school, where I was immediately met with a weird, artificial energy. People were acting like nothing had ever happened. Like they hadn't spent months ignoring or whispering about me. Like they hadn't all hated me at the beginning of the year. "They're all acting like nothing ever fucking happened." "You're popular now," Jared said simply. I scoffed. I had never been popular before, but I had heard from many what that life was like—fake, miserable, suffocating. I didn't want it. Not now. Not ever. The peaked in high school phase wasn't really my thing. "Why?" I demanded. "What the fuck did I do to get popular?" Jared turned to me with a knowing smirk. "Your birthday party solidified that you're the one people need to get close to and make connections with. So now everyone is going to switch up on you li
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53. No Way Out

As I walked past the school's front gates with Damien and Jared, a crowd had gathered near the entrance. The tension in the air was thick—like watching a herd of scared sheep cornered by a wolf. Something was going down. Which probably meant I should make myself scarce. "Isn't that Jack Spencer?" a voice called out. Shit. I didn't even bother turning my head. "Let's get out of here," I muttered. "Hey, Jack Spencer! Come here for a second!" Another voice followed. They knew my name. That couldn't be good. "Jack, let's just go," Damien said, his voice laced with warning. I exhaled sharply. "No. I've never run from a fight, and I won't start now." I shook myself off and finally turned toward the school gate. As I got closer, I realized exactly who was waiting for me. Three men. The same three men who'd visited me in the hospital, trying to recruit me into the Roth gang. They even know where I go to school? "What the fuck is with you three? Why are you here during school hours?
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54. Divide And Conquer

{TW: gang violence} The alley behind the school was alive with the low growl of engines, the sharp clank of metal pipes against palms, and the expectant tension of men who thought numbers made them invincible. A dozen of them stood in a semi-circle, some leaning against their motorcycles while others gripped wooden bats like they were about to beat down a rat trapped in a corner. The only problem was—I wasn't the rat. One of the men, thick-browed and stiff-jawed, tightened his grip on his bat. His eyes locked onto mine as if I were some sort of prey, but I just smirked, letting my amusement show. "Man~ You little cockroaches... There sure are a lot of you." Scowls. Glares. Tension thick enough to choke on. Good. Let them get pissed. That meant they weren't thinking. Then, one particularly disheveled guy sitting on his bike lost it. "JACK SPENCER! YOU MOTHERFUCKER!!" His face was red with fury, veins pulsing at his temples. I barely reacted, only tilting my head slightly. If anyt
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55. Reality Check

{TW: violence, hit and run} "You fucker!" "Oh, shut up. I've already won," I rolled my eyes. "You borrowed all these guys, right? I don't think your boss Eli is going to be too happy when he finds out you failed again." The guy in front of me was seething with rage, his fists clenching so tight I could see his knuckles turn white. "Well... do you get it now?! You've made an enemy of a gang with over 100 members! You're screwed now!" "You think I should be scared because of you?" I let out a short laugh. "Everything you've tried has already failed. And honestly, you sound like cowards who can only rely on your numbers." "Cowards—" "I know your type," I cut him off, stepping forward. "You act so tough in front of others, but when push comes to shove, you'll hide and save yourself. If you're leading a team, then I can assume the entire Roth gang is as pathetic as you are." "You crazy bitch!" He lunged at me, swinging a fist straight for my face. I blocked it with my forearm effor
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56. First Domino

The ride home was tense. Mom sat beside me in the car, her arms crossed, her jaw clenched. The weight of her silence pressed against me as we left Erwin in a secure private hospital room with the best doctors. Her fingers tapped restlessly against her arm, a clear sign that her mind was racing, already planning her next moves. The city passed by outside, the familiar streets looking gloomier than usual. I stared out the window, letting the tension settle, knowing full well this was the perfect storm. Finally, Mom spoke, her voice low and controlled. "I'm sorry about Erwin, honey. This breach will be dealt with swiftly. I won't tolerate this kind of incompetence and betrayal in our household." I could feel the fury radiating from her, and internally, I was satisfied. This was the perfect opportunity to manipulate her into investigating exactly what I wanted—without her going straight to Dad. If I could direct her suspicions, I could make sure the investigation landed exactly where i
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57. Side Quest

"We've captured the two security guards after they tried to leave town last night," Jason said as he drove. I had a feeling those two would immediately try to flee, so I asked Damien and Jared to keep an eye on them as soon as my mom dismissed them from our house. They were supposed to speak with my father but never showed up and were nowhere to be found. They must've gotten paid really well or something to get away without saying a word because they'd left no traces of themselves behind at all. Still, Damien was able to find them like it was nothing. Yes, I followed the system's advice, put my ego aside a bit, and asked for their help in getting back at Debbie. Erwin had woken up just fine, so I had to take the system's words into account and actually change myself up a bit. "As soon as they hit the city lines, we were able to grab them. The dumbasses thought it would be a good idea to leave together." Jason giggled. "For real?" I gasped. I thought they'd be able to stay low for
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58. Meltdown

Erwin had finally returned home after three days in the hospital, his head mostly healed. After everything that had happened, I had told him to take time off, to rest—but, predictably, he refused. It didn't matter what chaos was unfolding; he never left my side for long. He looked around, his sharp eyes catching the unease that still lingered in the air. I filled him in on everything: my mother's actions, why I had been fighting, Gisselle's betrayal, and the guards' supposed excuse of their families being threatened. As soon as I mentioned that last part, Erwin scoffed. "Nobody with family is hired as security here," he confirmed. "They were lying to you." "Of course, I had already suspected that. It didn't change my plans, though. Did you do as I said, Erwin?" I said. "I finished loading the money and supplies into the car," he reported in his usual calm tone. Then, after a brief pause, he asked, "Are you planning on going somewhere, Young Master?" A slow smirk formed on my lip
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59. Letter In The Dark

I motioned for the guards to follow me outside, pushing past the new security detail as Erwin trailed close behind. The night air was crisp, carrying the distant hum of the city beyond our estate walls. We walked to the gates, and as I reached the car—the one packed with everything they'd need for a new life—I gave the order. "Okay, you can release them now," I said calmly. Dad's men stepped back immediately, letting go of the two guards who had been pinned down just moments before. The men staggered slightly as they brushed themselves off, their faces filled with a mix of relief and gratitude. "We will never forget this act of mercy from you, Young Master Jack," one of them said, his voice thick with emotion. "I can't believe you really got us out of there." I crossed my arms, my expression indifferent. "Be sure to live a good life and never let me see you again," I replied coldly. "Don't make me regret this." "You stay healthy, kid," the other man added with a smirk, already ta
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60. Tea Party

For two more days, there had been no drama, no plotting, and not a single peep from Debbie. The quiet should have been comforting, but instead, it only heightened my anxiety. Debbie wasn't the type to simply give up, not after everything that had happened. She was just biding her time—I knew it. Sitting in my room, I stared out the window at the snow-blanketed garden. The winter landscape stretched out in front of me, serene and untouched. Everything was peaceful, except for one thing. Debbie. There she was, seated outside, having a tea party in full view of my window. I narrowed my eyes. How could she be so calm? She had spent the last week locked in her room, supposedly too devastated to function, and now she was having a pleasant afternoon like nothing had happened? No. This wasn't normal. She was finally moving, making her next play, and the waiting was getting to me. I turned away from the window, forcing myself to focus on my schoolwork, but my mind kept drifting. What the f
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