Novels by Wan

Adrian's head banged with a sharp headache as he woke up. His body felt heavy as he sluggishly sat up on the bed. His eyes widened suddenly when he realized that he was naked. He turned and was shocked to see a woman lying beside him. It was Jane. She was still asleep, the sheets barely covering her body. “What the hell?” he exclaimed as he tried to wake her up. “Jane, wake up!” he shouted angrily. Jane stirred as she slowly opened her eyes. She frowned with confusion when she saw Adrian in front of her. Her face turned red as she quickly realized she was naked as well. She quickly pulled up the sheets to cover herself. “Adrian? What's going on? Why am I here?” “That’s what I should be asking you!” Adrian snapped. “What did you do? What the hell happened last night?” Jane looked horrified. “I didn’t do anything! You’re the one who told me to come here!” Adrian’s jaw tightened. “I never told you to come here.” It was at that point Adrian realized that it mu

Lana stepped into Adrian's office with some questions on her mind. Since the incident with the shooting, Adrian had become more familiar with her. She felt this was an opportunity for her to find out more about his issues with the Sinclairs. “Excuse me sir? Do you mind if I ask you something personal?” she said, breaking the silence. Adrian turned his chair to face her. “You can just call me Adrian when we're alone. What's your question” “Why did you make that deal with Mr. Richardson? You didn’t really need it. Was it just to ruin the Sinclairs’ deal?” she asked, searching his eyes. Adrian gave a faint smile but didn’t answer right away. Instead, he tapped his fingers on his tablet “You think I’d waste my time just to mess with Evelyn?” Lana raised an eyebrow. “Wouldn’t you? You knew how much the Sinclair family needed that deal. You swooped in at the last minute and took it. It wasn’t about business. it was personal.” His smile faded, and his expression turned cold.

Evelyn’s grip tightened on her tablet as she stared angrily at the news article. The Dave case had brought more negative attention to the family. She clenched her as she scrolled the article. Ever since Adrian had returned, it had been one issue or the other. A sharp knock snapped her out of her thoughts. Her personal assistant walked into the office. “Ma’am, your meeting with Mr. Richardson is in an hour.” She informed her softy. Evelyn took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. “Alright. Tell the driver to get ready,” She instructed, trying to hide her frustration. Sinclair Industries had been trying to get into the renewable energy sector. Initially she had planned to strike a deal with the Delaney family, but with Adrian taking over as CEO, the deal couldn’t happen. He would have no business with the Sinclairs. She decided to deal with the Richardson family instead. They were not as wealth as the Delaney family but they were bigger than the Sinclair family. Evelyn had spent

About an hour later, Dave’s phone rang. He answered and heard Adrian’s voice on the other end of the line. “What do you want?” he said sharply. “I know you threatened that man to commit suicide.” Adrian said calmly. Dave froze. “You don’t have any proof. Stop making crazy accusations” he tried to sound confident. Adrian chuckled darkly. “Really? I have a recording of you threatening him on the phone.” Dave swallowed hard. There was a long silence before he finally spoke. “You’re bluffing.” Adrian opened a recording and played it. Dave’s eyes widened in shock, his fingers trembling. How did Adrian have a recording of his phone call? Beads of sweat ran down his head. Just then officers barged into the room. “Dave Sethwood, you’re under arrest for conspiracy to commit murder.” “It seems the police has arrived. Enjoy your time in prison.” Adrian smirked before ending the call. Dave’s face twisted with anger. “What? This is ridiculous! I have nothing to do with it!” As the office

Adrian and Javier took the man to the police station. His appearance matched the person the police had seen on CCTV footage around the area the shooting took place. Detective Grey, the detective in charge began the questioning. “Who sent you? Why did you try to kill Adrian Delaney?” The man refused to answer any of the questions he was asked. He demanded to make a phone call. Dave paced around his room nervously. “You what?” he hissed. “How could you get caught?” The man lowered his voice. “It wasn’t my fault. I was set up.” Dave’s eyes widened. “Set up? How?” “I received a text claiming to be you asking to meet up.” “You have to help me or else I'll confess to everything.” The man threatened. Dave stopped pacing, his grip tightening on his phone. “You listen to me,” he said through gritted teeth. “You won’t say anything. I’ll send my lawyer, and he’ll take care of it. You’ll be out soon.” The man hesitated, fear evident in his voice. “You better not leave me hanging

Adrian had stepped out to make a call, leaving Brianne and Lana alone in the room. “So,” Brianne started, crossing her arms. “Why did you do it?” Lana frowned, pretending to be ignorant. “Do what?” she asked. “You know what I mean,” Brianne said. “Why did you save Adrian? You could have let someone else take care of him and rid us of the problem.” Lana stiffened. “It wasn’t like that. I couldn’t let him die so easily.” Brianne’s eyes narrowed. “Couldn’t let him die? You told me you hated him. What are you playing at?” Adrian stepped out of the hospital room, the door clicking softly behind him. The faint hum of the hospital corridor filled the silence as Lana turned her head to the sound of approaching heels. Brianne strolled in, her expression sharp and questioning, as if she had been waiting for this exact moment. Lana exhaled sharply, her tone cold. “He needs to suffer. Just like my father suffered. Dying quickly would be too merciful for someone like him.” Brianne studies h

[Bryson Hall’s office] Bryson Hall was sipping a glass of whiskey when his phone rang. His brow arched when he saw an unknown number on the screen. “Hello.” His voice rang through. Roland spoke calmly on the other end. “Am I on to Bryson Hall?” “Yes. But who--” “Asher Knight wants to meet you.” Roland said, cutting him off. He quickly sat up straight when he heard Asher Knight’s name. Excitement flickered in his eyes. “Of course. It would be an honor. When?” “Now. I’m sending you the location.” Roland said sharply before ending the call. Bryson checked his phone and the meeting location popped up. However, on seeing the familiar address, his excitement quickly turned into confusion. The location was one of his henchmen’s hideouts. Why would Asher Knight be there? He quickly grabbed his coat and gestured to two of his men to follow him. Rex was leaning back in his chair, placing his feet on a table. There was a smug grin on his face. William sat across from hi

William drove down the busy street. He had been contemplating the next stage of his revenge plan. Damon had been dealt with but next in line was the wicked witch Sophia. He was still in thought when he glanced something through his rearview mirror. He noticed that some black SUV’s were behind him and had been following him for the last ten minutes. He made two different turns but they made the same turns. The men in the SUV’s worked for Tyson Rex. Damon had ordered Rex to kidnap William and teach him a lesson. William tightened his grip on the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator quickly speeding up. The cars equally sped up and closed in on him. He realized it would difficult to get out of the situation but he first had to figure out who they were. He took down the front license plate number from one of the cars, and with a quick tap on his smartwatch, he put in a call to Roland. “Check this plate number. Find out who it belongs to.” He said calmly. There was

William was still speaking with Roland when two men walked into the room. They took their positions standing at the sides of the door. William recognized them. They were members of the Legolas army. General Ryker walked into the room. One could feel his presence and aura as he stepped in. He was no regular man. William stood up straight to pay respect and salute. “You should have informed me of your visit, General. I would have made arrangements for you.” William said calmly. General Ryker waved his hand dismissively. “No need for that. I just came to check on you. From what I can see, your revenge is going smoothly.” Rykers' eyes narrowed, his voice taking a more serious tone.“I hope you have not forgotten about our deal?” “Of course not General.” William responded. Ryker studied him for a second before nodding. “Good. I'm sure I don't need to remind you that you are first and foremost a member of the Legolas army before anything else.” “Yes sir.” William said ste

“Snap!” The loud crack echoed through the ring. Blood gushed down Damon's brow. He stumbled back, reaching to his face. He struggled to breathe, gasping for air. It was all just too much for him. William came at him again. A hard right hook to his jaw sent two of his teeth flying into the air, the pain ringing in both ears. Damon had barely registered what had happened when another thunderous punch landed on his temple. He fell onto the ropes, his vision blurry as his head spun. He wasn't even sure where he was anymore. The Grey family held their hands over their mouth terrified at what was happening to Damon. “Still standing?” William said with a mocking tone as he stood over him. Thoughts ran through Damon's head. “How can I lose to this thrash? This nobody? I am Damon Grey. I can’t lose to scum like him!” Damon summoned all the strength he had and launched a sharp left hook at William. However instead of hitting William, he walked into a punch to the liver. Damon opened

Damon adjusted his robe as he strode confidently into the dressing room where William was waiting. William sat on a bench, calmly wrapping his hands as he prepared for the fight. Damon chuckled. “I still can't believe some rich idiot is throwing away $300 million on you.” William remained silent as he finished wrapping the tape on his right hand. Damon took a step closer. “Hope you enjoyed whatever training you did, cause it won't matter. You're just a joke. You're not even in my league.” Still, William didn't say a word making Damon feel a bit uneasy for a brief second. “You're scared aren't you? Don't worry. I will knock you out fast. I might even let you land a punch just so you can say you at least did something before I knocked you out.” Damon said trying to taunt him. William's lips curled slightly, but it wasn't a smile. It was something darker. He still didn't say a word. “I hope you have insurance because you'll need it.” Damon chuckled as he walked out. Thi

“Are you crazy?!!” Scarlett fumed after Damon informed her about his fight. “How can you risk all that money? To fight William?” Damon frowned. “Why are you so angry? It's an opportunity for me to teach that street dog a lesson and earn a good amount of money.” Sophia entered the conversation. “I agree. He can easily take down William.” Scarlett grumbled. “I don't feel comfortable about it. I feel William is planning something. He must still be holding a grudge against us.” “Just because you were made Chairman doesn't mean you get to tell the rest of us what to do!” Damon shot out at her. Scarlett sighed out loudly. “Why are you being so stubborn? I'm just trying to be careful.” “Don't worry about it. I'll take care of him.” Damon said confidently before walking out. “Any luck with Asher Knight?” Fiona asked, changing the topic. A sad expression quickly formed on Scarlett’s face as she melted into the nearby chair. “Nothing. Ever since the incident at the restaura