"I apologize, but I cannot share a space with a man." My voice echoed with a firm undertone as I approached them. "Would you kindly leave while I maintain my composure?"Two college-aged men stood there, one lazily draping his hand over my shoulder, smirking. "And if we don't want to leave, what will you do?" he taunted. His breath emitted a strong odor of smoke."If necessary, I'll involve the police," I replied, maintaining a calm demeanor.The first man, his laughter still hanging in the air, lunged at me, aiming a fist at my stomach. Anticipating this, I swiftly dodged and countered, striking him at the base of his neck. His attack faltered as I evaded it. The second man attempted to intervene, but I reacted quickly, delivering a precise kick to his groin. I could almost hear the crack of his balls. They both let out the sounds of painful groans.The other two, seeing their companions falter, rushed towards me. With swift precision, my hand shot out, striking one in the nose with

Feeling a surge of delight in his victory after slapping a weak woman, the arrogant man fixed his gaze on me. "I don't know who you are, but I'll let you off for now. Stay away from this girl, or..." His voice trailed off as he cast a meaningful glance at his accomplice beside me, subtly nodding his head.Reacting to this silent command, the man at my side aimed a sudden blow at my stomach. However, he had underestimated his opponent. With swift reflexes, I intercepted his hand, thwarting his attack. In one fluid motion, I seized his head, forcing it down onto the table with a resonant crash of his nose against the wooden surface. The sound echoed through the room as I challenged, "Please, enlighten me again about what you plan to do to me?"‘I hate the smell of cigarette from their body and mouth.’The arrogant man, undeterred, snatched a fork from the table, pressing its prongs menacingly against Helene's neck. "Let him go, If you make a move, I'll stab her," he threatened, his voic

Inside Senator's meeting room, where the powerful figure often gathered, a wealthy city figure sat with the senator. The air was heavy with the scent of red wine and the faint whiff of expensive cigars."Do you really think you can secure the election for Mayor this time?" the rich man asked, his gaze sharp and calculating.Christopher Senior, exuding confidence, chuckled heartily. "My entire party is behind me. Howard, my political adversary aiming for the Mayor's seat, is merely wasting his resources on a hopeless campaign.""What about the survey polls?" The rich man leaned in, his interest evident. "I don't invest in losing ventures."Christopher's eyes twinkled with certainty. "I'm leading with 51%, Howard's at a mere 32%, according to the latest city newspaper poll. Rest assured, Kelvin, your investment is safe. Once I'm Mayor, a major construction project will be yours."Kelvin, somewhat reassured, sighed and produced a checkbook. "Alright, I'll transfer $10 million for your ca

As I gazed upon her, her beauty was undeniable. Long, wavy hair cascaded down her back, framing a face adorned with pristine skin, and her form was sculpted to perfection. Her demeanor hinted at a background of wealth; there was an unmistakable style and grace in her movements, a poise that spoke of high society. In the past, such elegance would have left me feeling inferior, trembling in the presence of such refined allure.In my past, I used to be genuinely apprehensive about forming connections with people due to my financial situation, which significantly impacted my self-esteem. The fear of being judged for lacking wealth haunted me, with people potentially saying, "He has no money." So making contact with rich people already caused me a 10-time debuff, added with fear and anxiety. So, I spent most of my time hiding in the library.Also, back then, I would have been a stammering mess, struggling to form coherent sentences around a girl of her caliber. But now, things were differe

Maria and Celeste quickly formed a bond, their friendship blossoming like spring flowers in full bloom. That afternoon, our little group ventured to the nearest stores we picked out clothes for Maria, adding a few pieces for Celeste, and even selecting four new spring bed, its cushion promising restful nights for all of us.I dashed home in the midst of their clothes shopping. It was truly unbearable for a boy to wait for three girls endlessly browsing without making a purchase for hours. So I surrendered, handed money to Celeste, and hurriedly waited for the delivery of the spring beds.The next morning dawned with the usual hustle. Celeste boarded the school bus, while Rachel, with went to tend to our business affairs. As for me, astride my superbike, which gleamed under the morning sun, I took Maria to school.At the school field, as Maria and I parted ways, an unexpected interruption occurred. Three senior boys, their posture exuding an unspoken arrogance, blocked my path. "Hey, y