Downtown, East Veridora...In a softly lit luxurious room, Margaret clad in a revealing nightgown, sits on a king-sized bed wearing a troubled expression. There is a glass of juice in front of her but she seems not to be in the mood for drinks and her gaze is tightly locked on the door.It's been hours since Kevin left to kill Jordan as agreed and bring back his head to her but he hasn't returned. She has tried calling his line but it hasn't been going through, making her so worried.Her mind is running far and wide, considering all the possibilities that could bring about that. Could it be that something has happened to Kevin too?It's no secret anymore that Jordan is so powerful as even The Grim Reaper for some reason spared him even after what he did. She is left wondering if she had made a mistake by putting her trust in Kevin. After all, she has never seen him fight before so she can't tell how strong he is.If Jordan already defeated him, that means she had allowed him fuck her
Vincy Martial Arts school...The Grim Reaper has returned to the foot of the mountain and is sitting in a lotus position. He appears to be trying to continue his cultivation as he was close to having a breakthrough earlier, but his mind is too chaotic. He can't seem to concentrate.He lets out a depressing sigh and opens his eyes, retracting his aura which had already built up. Simultaneously, he stands up with his hands to his back and glances around, taking in his surrounding."My Lord," a voice suddenly sounds and the next second, a young lad materializes behind him. He gets on one knee and bows."Get up and speak," without bothering to turn, The Grim Reaper orders."Yes, My Lord," the young lad obliges and rises to his feet. "I've investigated and found out what prompted Mr. Callahan's sudden appearance to the school.""Hmm," The Grim Reaper hums. "Do tell.""I fou...," For several minutes, the young lad takes his time to disclose to The Grim Reaper all he found, not leaving any d
"Hmm." The Grim Reaper's eyes darken. After fucking another man and defiling his order but failing, Margaret had the guts to come back to this school. Does she really not take he, The Grim Reaper seriously?He taps his foot on the ground and instantly vanishes. The next second, he materializes in front of Margaret who was just about to open her door and walk in."Father," Margaret is taken aback by the The Grim Reaper's sudden appearance but she quickly composes herself and greets him with a bow."Hmm," The Grim Reaper hums, rather amused by Margaret's confidence to still refer to him as father after what she did. Nevertheless, he doesn't query her, instead he asks, "Where have you been?"Margaret's expression turns sullen. She sighs heavily and shakes her head. "Nowhere really. I've just been here and there. Vincy's death took a huge toll on me. I could barely sleep. I had to leave to get away from the hunting memories. I'm sorry I didn't tell you before leaving.""I must say you lie
Margaret shudders and takes two steps backward, her eyes and expression filled with fear. "I don't know what you found out, fa... I mean Grim Reaper, but I did what I did because of your great-grandson. I went against your order to seek revenge for him because I couldn't stand seeing his murderer walking the face of the earth unscathed while he is six feet below. Since you couldn't do anything and wouldn't let any of us take any necessary actions, I had to leave and take matters into my hands.""Does that also mean sleeping with another man while you are mourning my great-grandson?" The Grim Reaper roars, glaring disgustfully at her.Margaret's legs give way and she drops to the floor on her knees. "Grim Reaper, please," she whispers, breaking into a cold sweat. "I did everything for your great-grandson!""Hahaha," The Grim Reaper laughs, quite amused. "You slept with another man for my great-grandson, how does that sound to your ears?"Margaret lowers her head without saying anything.
Margaret instantly loses her balance as if struck by lightning and her face pales. "He... He came here looking for me?" She stutters, breaking out in a cold sweat. "Wait," she blurts as if recalling something. "Was he the one who broke down the school gate?"The Grim Reaper doesn't bother to respond to that question, instead saying, "It's quite surprising that he didn't come after you after leaving here." He tilts his head, as if in thought and after a while, looks back at her as he says, "That can only mean that he has decided to give you a chance to change your ways and stop sending assassins after him. You are lucky. If he wanted you dead, you would have been dead and even I wouldn't have had anything to do about it.""But why is it so, father? Why can't you do anything to him? He is just a pauper, how can you be so afraid of him?"The Grim Reaper glares at her for addressing him as father before shaking his head as he says, "What do you know? If he was really a pauper, would I be
It's a bright sunny morning...An aged man adorned in black pants, a white shirt, and a black shade, emerges from Skygate International Airport. He strides purposefully towards a car seemingly waiting for him, and without a word, opens the backdoor and enters."Welcome, sir. Where to please?""Eve's Allure Emporium." The driver nods and steps on the gas pedal, zooming away.A short while later, a mysterious figure, dressed in black pants, a black shirt, and sporting a hat and shades, exits the airport, his phone glued to his ear."My Lord," he breathes, "I've just arrived at Opulence Heights with Mr. Smith. He has left for Eve's Allure Emporium."He nods to whatever the person on the other end said, drops back his phone into his pocket and scans his surroundings. "Hey," he waves at a driver standing in front of his taxi and probably looking for passengers.The taxi driver immediately enters his taxi and drives over to him. "Where to, kind sir?" He pops out his head and asks.Without a
"Jordan Callahan?" Lorenzo is caught off guard. "Is there another Jordan Callahan in Opulence Heights besides my Lord?" He muses, placing his hand on his jaw.The driver's eyes widen at Lorenzo's words. Though Lorenzo was murmuring to himself, he had luckily heard a little of what he was murmuring. He can't help but fully turn to him as he asks in shallow breaths, "You know Jordan Callahan, and did you say he is your Lord? What do you mean by that?"Lorenzo shrugs. "You don't need to worry about that. The Jordan I know might not be the Jordan you were talking about. As you probably know, I'm a foreigner. I come from East Veridora and the Jordan Callahan I speak of is from there. He definitely can't be the one you are talking about.""That might not be the case," the driver shakes his head."What do you mean?" Lorenzo arches his brows at him."Well," the driver shrugs. "After the incident ten years ago, Jordan Callahan disappeared from Opulence Heights. If you know of a Jordan Callahan
Jordan is Lorenzo's Lord and though he doesn't know the relationship between Jordan and the Callahans, one thing he is certain of is that Jordan protects his identity with everything he has. Probably, because he doesn't want the Callahans of Opulence Heights to find out his whereabouts. How then will he let a mere taxi driver ruin everything and leak Jordan's whereabouts to the Callahans, whoever they are?A killing intent flashes in his eyes and he clenches his fists. If the taxi driver is really bent on going ahead with his plan, he won't have any other option but to kill him.Feeling Lorenzo's killing intent towards him, the taxi driver shudders and breaks out in a cold sweat. "I won't do it! I won't, kind sir! Please don't kill me!" He yells frantically.Lorenzo stares at him and narrows his brows. "How can I trust you?""I'm just a mere taxi driver, kind sir, while you follow Mr. Callahan. I'm wise enough to know who to make an enemy. Please forgive me, I was overwhelmed by my emo