"Respected sirs," he utters with a blend of deference and a slight bow, "May I ask why you guys are here? Does the Mafia boss know of your appearances? And why are acting on Mr. Capone's directives?Elder Cornelius narrows his gaze, emitting an intense stare. "By what right do you pose such queries to us?" he retorts sharply. "Anyway, we are here to help Mr. Capone achieve his aim! Anyone who tries to stop us would be considered an enemy!"Deathpool's heart skips a beat. "But, Sirs...," He tries to say but Elder Nelson interjects abruptly, cutting him off, "We don't want to hear any nonsense!" He snarls, "Are you getting out of our way or should we make you?"Anxiety prickles beneath Deathpool's skin, his composure starting to falter. Regardless of how powerful a man is, there are invariably those more powerful. One of these elders is enough to kill him. The realization of this leaves his legs unsteady.What will he do? His gaze flickers to Jordan to see if he has any suggestions, bu
"Yes, Sir," at Jordan's order, Deathpool responds and immediately darts to Luca."Don't you dare lay a finger on me! Keep your hands off! Get away from me! Don't dare touch me! Don't dare!" As he is being dragged, Luca yells frantically, struggling with Deathpool, but his struggles are futile as Deathpool doesn't budge until he brings him before Jordan and kicks him to his knees."Ah!" Luca cries out as his legs hit the floor, his face flushing in embarrassment. He is the Mafia boss's brother no matter what yet Jordan allowed that punk to kick him to his knees. He is raging hot."Punk, don't dare think of doing anything rash! If you dare hurt me, my brother would never let you off!" He bellows at Jordan."Is that so?" Jordan scoffs, his response dripping with sarcasm. "In that case, why not you call up your brother? I want to see just what he can do to me!""Jordan, hold on, his brother is the Mafia boss, do you really want him to call him?" Daisy asks, her brows furrowed."Yes, let hi
"My Lord, considering all he's done, I understand he deserves severe punishment. However, in light of my years of loyal service to you, could you perhaps spare his life?" Lorenzo implores, his tone tinged with desperation. "I don't ask that you withhold consequences, but merely that you grant him mercy in the end."Jordan takes a deep breath, casting a cold glance at Luca before saying calmly, "It's good that you know he deserves punishment. In that case, I'll only have his legs crippled and have someone send him back to you after. Is that a fair resolution?""Absolutely, My Lord. I'm deeply grateful," Lorenzo's gratitude is palpable, his voice a mix of relief and thankfulness. Naturally, he knows that it is only because of his relationship with Jordan that he chooses to relent. If it were to be someone else, there is no doubt that Luca would have been dead by now."Here," without saying anything more to Lorenzo, Jordan tosses Luca's phone back to him and declares sternly, "Consider
"Jordan!" Daisy's voice rises in protest, her foot stamping on the floor. "Regardless of everything, she's still my friend. Please, save her. For my sake. Please.""She's your friend, not mine," Jordan retorts with an air of finality. "If you want her saved, you can give it a shot. I'm out of here." With those words, he turns and starts walking away.Daisy's face flushes a deep crimson. Despite her personal feelings towards Olivia, the notion of another man taking her home against her will is something she can't bear. The internal conflict weighs heavily on her, her sense of loyalty and compassion battling against her personal sentiments."Okay, Jordan, I know I'm in the wrong. I'm sorry. Please, can you help me?" Shock ripples through the room as Olivia takes an unexpected step. Swiftly moving before Daisy can react, she drops to her knees in front of Jordan. "Please," her plea is earnest, her voice carrying a note of desperation.However, while it appears to everyone else that Olivi
In the wake of Jordan's swift and unemotional action, a heavy silence blankets the room. Naturally, there should have been a cacophony of babbles as the minds of Penelope and the rest are brimming with thoughts to be aired out but none dare utter a word for fear of saying anything that would end up provoking Jordan. Just a second ago, Jordan was all smiles, but in another second, he had struck Olivia so hard that she lost four teeth and her cheek split open. She will undoubtedly have to have the wound sewn and will possibly retain a scar after it heals. Jordan's personality seems to change in the blink of an eye that they are so puzzled about the kind of man he truly is.Daisy, however, pays no heed to the palpable tension as her voice cuts through the silence like a blade, cold and unwavering. "Olivia de la Croix, don't think that slap is enough to atone for your actions!"She glares at her seemingly unconscious body and continues frostily, "Starting today, I want you to stay at
"Jordan!" At the sight of Jordan, Natasha exclaims cheekily but soon frowns as her gaze drops to Daisy, who is clinging to Jordan's arm. "Who is she?" She asks coldly."I should be asking you the same, Natasha, who is that young man beside you? Let me guess, you've already dumbed Benjamin and moved on with another guy?""Jordan!" Natasha's frown deepens. "Do you really think of me as that kind of person?"Jordan rolls his eyes. "Isn't it already obvious? You made out with Benjamin in the afternoon, and now you are with another man. Your body itch must be relentless."SMACK!Not being able to control her busting emotions, Natasha raises her hand and slaps Jordan hard on the cheek."Oh, no," realizing what she has just done, her face pales. "I'm sorry, I didn't....""What are you apologizing for, Natasha?" The young man beside her cuts her off. "He was being a jerk and deserved that slap!"Jordan lets out a chuckle, one hand gingerly touching his cheek. "Well, I hope I never have to see
Natasha stands frozen in shock. Daisy Kane? The name sends a chill down her spine. But what stings even more is the phrase that keeps echoing in her mind: "Jordan is my man!" Tears trickle down cheeks as she grapples with the pain of the misunderstanding. Jordan had clearly misunderstood her actions, and before she could even get the chance to explain, he had seemingly moved on with another girl. And that with the misunderstanding just now has ended up adding another layer of complication to their already tangled relationship."Natasha, what are you still standing there for?" The young man with Natasha questions, a furrow forming on his brow. "That jerk and his girl have already left!"Natasha blinks and looks around, realizing that indeed, Jordan and Daisy have departed. She had been so lost in thought that she hadn't even noticed their departure.She lets out a heavy sigh, trying to quell the hurt, and wipes away her tears before turning back to the young man. "Let's go.""Sure thi
As the evening sun begins to set, Jordan exits the Kane's Mansion, the weight that had been pressing on him earlier now lifted after his conversation with Greyson. The cool breeze outside refreshes him, and he feels a sense of renewal in his steps."Sire," Arthur greets as Jordan approaches him, bowing respectfully."I kept you up quite late tonight," Jordan remarks with a wry smile. "You should have been bored, but I can see you had company."The interior of the car is dimly lit, and while it might not be obvious to anyone else, Jordan can tell that there's someone inside the car. He can feel her intoxicating aura and perceive her perfume from his distance.Anyone else would have been surprised by Jordan's sharp senses but Arthur is not in any way. After all, he's spent enough time with Jordan to be familiar with some of his abilities. "She wants to have a word with you, Sire. Go ahead, I'll wait here," Arthur says.Jordan nods, opens the car door, and calmly enters."Jordan," Dais