Red Fang, still trembling from the earlier ordeal, bowed so low his nose nearly scraped the ground.His voice was shaky but laced with desperate gratitude."Young master, thank you for your mercy! I swear I’ll release the girl immediately, and I’ll make sure the one who dared to kidnap her learns his lesson. He’ll regret the day he was born!"Max leaned back against a nearby wall, arms crossed, his expression one of amused indifference."You should regret your choices too, Fang. But I suppose there’s hope for you yet. Show me that you can follow through, and maybe, just maybe, I won’t remember tonight as the day I should’ve crushed you like the bug you are.""Of course, young master! I’ll handle it personally!" Red Fang snapped his fingers, gesturing frantically to his men."Bring the girl here! And get that idiot who took her—tie him up and drag him out!"The thugs scrambled to obey, their earlier bravado replaced by sheer terror.Two of them disappeared into a side room, and moments
The grand hall of the Montgomery estate was alive with chatter and laughter as people mingled in groups.The afternoon sun streamed through the large windows, lighting up the golden decorations that sparkled around the room.Kurt adjusted his tie nervously.He had been looking for Johnson Kingsley and his girlfriend, Amanda, all afternoon.Finally, he spotted them standing near a group of influential guests."Ah, there he is," Kurt muttered to himself as he began making his way over to them.As Kurt approached, Johnson noticed him first. He smiled broadly and waved."Kurt! I was wondering when you'd show up," he said, extending his hand.Kurt shook his hand with enthusiasm, a bright smile on his face."Mr. Kingsley, it’s such an honor to see you. Always a pleasure," he said, the words flowing easily.Amanda, standing beside Johnson, gave Kurt a polite smile but didn’t say much.She was used to these types of interactions and didn’t seem particularly impressed.Kurt kept his focus on J
Kurt nodded, trying to absorb what Johnson was saying."I understand. Loyalty and discretion. I can handle that, no problem." He gave a confident smile, hoping it didn’t sound too rehearsed."Good," Johnson said, his tone approving."Just remember, it’s not about who you know—it’s about how you handle yourself. If you want to work with them, you have to show that you’re trustworthy. One wrong move, and it’s over.""I get it, Mr. Kingsley," Kurt said quickly, his voice steady."I’ve learned that the hard way in business before. I won’t make the same mistakes."Johnson patted him on the back."I’m sure you won’t. You’ve got the right attitude. Now, let’s see what happens.""Thank you again, Mr. Kingsley. I really can’t express how much I appreciate this," Kurt said, standing taller, feeling a rush of excitement. He knew this was his big chance.Amanda, now looking a bit more interested, spoke again."By the way, there’s something else you should know. The Montgomerys are making a big an
Kurt’s face turned red as he clenched his jaw, struggling to keep his composure."What are you doing here, Max?" Kurt snapped, unable to hide his disdain."Did they run out of animals for the zoo, so they invited a stray dog like you?"Max chuckled, not bothered by the insult in the slightest."I don’t know, Kurt. Maybe I’m the one who’s been invited to this fancy banquet, while you’re still licking your wounds from our last ‘meal’ together. How’s that going, by the way?"At that moment, Emily, who had been standing nearby with some of the other guests, noticed the tension between the two men.Her gaze shifted between Max and Kurt, her brow furrowing in confusion."Are you both invited here?" Emily asked, walking over to stand beside Max, clearly curious. She didn't expected that Max would be here.Max turned to her with a playful glint in his eye."Oh, nothing. Just a little walk down memory lane with our dear friend Kurt here." He turned back to Kurt, his voice louder this time."Yo
The clock on the dorm room wall ticked past 8 PM. Max hunched over his desk, surrounded by textbooks and notes, when Peter burst through the door, his phone clutched tightly in his hand."Max, dude! You gotta check this out!" Peter exclaimed, his voice filled with excitement.Max glanced up from his studies, his expression weary. "What's going on?""Johnson Kingsley's throwing this insane pool party. It's all over FTF," Peter explained, waving his phone. "The livestream's blowing up!""That's great, Pete," Max replied, his tone lackluster. He turned back to his books, his scholarship weighing heavily on his mind.Peter frowned, stepping closer. "Come on, man. Don't you want to see what's happening?"Max shook his head. "Can't afford to waste time. These grades won't keep themselves up.""Fair enough," Peter shrugged, flopping onto his bed. He scrolled through his phone for a moment before sitting bolt upright. "Holy crap! Max, you're not gonna believe this!"Despite himself, Max's cur
Max pedaled furiously, his heart pounding as he arrived at the pool party fifteen minutes later. The sound of loud music and laughter filled the air, but he had no time to focus on that. His only mission was to find Amanda. Pushing through the crowd, he tried to keep calm, but a group of familiar faces spotted him."Hey, look! It's the campus charity case," one of the guys sneered, pointing at Max like he was a circus act."What's up, Rags-to-No-Riches?" asked someone else with a mean grin. Are you here to bring us food or take away our trash?"Everyone in the group started laughing. A third person spoke up and said, "Nah, man. I think he's just here to look through the trash himself." "You need to get dressed, right?"He clenched his hands and ground his teeth, but Max didn't stop. He had to find Amanda. Even though the words hurt, he wouldn't back down.At that very moment, Johnson's words boomed over the loudspeaker, making everyone pay attention. "You look more beautiful than an
“How dare you hit me!” Johnson roared; his face twisted with fury.“You filthy rat! You dare challenge me?” His voice boomed across the poolside, dripping with disdain.The crowd, previously in shock, quickly rallied behind him, their support adding to Johnson's inflated ego.“Look at this cockroach!” Johnson sneered, pacing around Max like a predator sizing up his prey.“You think you can fight me? You’ve been scurrying in the dirt your whole life!”Laughter erupted from the crowd. “He’s about to get squashed!” someone shouted.“Yeah, show him who’s boss, Johnson!” another chimed in.Johnson flexed his arms dramatically, turning to the crowd.“This rat thinks he’s a lion now, huh?” he spat, pointing at Max. “But all I see is a mangy stray dog, begging for scraps!”The crowd whooped and hollered, eagerly anticipating the fight.“You’re nothing but a street mutt,” Johnson continued, his voice brimming with arrogance.“I’ve trained with the best, and you? You’ve been running from garbag
Max managed to duck, but he was too hurt to keep his balance."Hey! Leave him alone!" Peter yelled.The party was chaos now. People were shouting and pushing to see the fight. In the corner, Max's friend Peter was on his phone."Police? Yes, there's a fight..." Peter said quickly.Just when things looked bad for Max, police sirens wailed outside. Blue lights flashed through the windows."Everyone freezes!" Police officers rushed in.Later at the police station, Max sat in a cold chair. His head was clearing up, but he was worried. The police took his name and fingerprints, then left him waiting.The police stared at him with wide eyes and ran off like he saw a ghost.Max looked around, expecting someone to come question him soon.” How long we need to wait here?”But after the officers took his fingerprints and noted down his name, no one came back.Suddenly, a new man walked in. He wore a plain black suit that probably cost more than Max's car.Everyone in the room seemed to back away
Kurt’s face turned red as he clenched his jaw, struggling to keep his composure."What are you doing here, Max?" Kurt snapped, unable to hide his disdain."Did they run out of animals for the zoo, so they invited a stray dog like you?"Max chuckled, not bothered by the insult in the slightest."I don’t know, Kurt. Maybe I’m the one who’s been invited to this fancy banquet, while you’re still licking your wounds from our last ‘meal’ together. How’s that going, by the way?"At that moment, Emily, who had been standing nearby with some of the other guests, noticed the tension between the two men.Her gaze shifted between Max and Kurt, her brow furrowing in confusion."Are you both invited here?" Emily asked, walking over to stand beside Max, clearly curious. She didn't expected that Max would be here.Max turned to her with a playful glint in his eye."Oh, nothing. Just a little walk down memory lane with our dear friend Kurt here." He turned back to Kurt, his voice louder this time."Yo
Kurt nodded, trying to absorb what Johnson was saying."I understand. Loyalty and discretion. I can handle that, no problem." He gave a confident smile, hoping it didn’t sound too rehearsed."Good," Johnson said, his tone approving."Just remember, it’s not about who you know—it’s about how you handle yourself. If you want to work with them, you have to show that you’re trustworthy. One wrong move, and it’s over.""I get it, Mr. Kingsley," Kurt said quickly, his voice steady."I’ve learned that the hard way in business before. I won’t make the same mistakes."Johnson patted him on the back."I’m sure you won’t. You’ve got the right attitude. Now, let’s see what happens.""Thank you again, Mr. Kingsley. I really can’t express how much I appreciate this," Kurt said, standing taller, feeling a rush of excitement. He knew this was his big chance.Amanda, now looking a bit more interested, spoke again."By the way, there’s something else you should know. The Montgomerys are making a big an
The grand hall of the Montgomery estate was alive with chatter and laughter as people mingled in groups.The afternoon sun streamed through the large windows, lighting up the golden decorations that sparkled around the room.Kurt adjusted his tie nervously.He had been looking for Johnson Kingsley and his girlfriend, Amanda, all afternoon.Finally, he spotted them standing near a group of influential guests."Ah, there he is," Kurt muttered to himself as he began making his way over to them.As Kurt approached, Johnson noticed him first. He smiled broadly and waved."Kurt! I was wondering when you'd show up," he said, extending his hand.Kurt shook his hand with enthusiasm, a bright smile on his face."Mr. Kingsley, it’s such an honor to see you. Always a pleasure," he said, the words flowing easily.Amanda, standing beside Johnson, gave Kurt a polite smile but didn’t say much.She was used to these types of interactions and didn’t seem particularly impressed.Kurt kept his focus on J
Red Fang, still trembling from the earlier ordeal, bowed so low his nose nearly scraped the ground.His voice was shaky but laced with desperate gratitude."Young master, thank you for your mercy! I swear I’ll release the girl immediately, and I’ll make sure the one who dared to kidnap her learns his lesson. He’ll regret the day he was born!"Max leaned back against a nearby wall, arms crossed, his expression one of amused indifference."You should regret your choices too, Fang. But I suppose there’s hope for you yet. Show me that you can follow through, and maybe, just maybe, I won’t remember tonight as the day I should’ve crushed you like the bug you are.""Of course, young master! I’ll handle it personally!" Red Fang snapped his fingers, gesturing frantically to his men."Bring the girl here! And get that idiot who took her—tie him up and drag him out!"The thugs scrambled to obey, their earlier bravado replaced by sheer terror.Two of them disappeared into a side room, and moments
Winston's expression darkened as he adjusted his pristine white gloves, his voice cutting through the warehouse air like a steel blade."Since you seem woefully ignorant of whose time you're wasting, allow me to educate you. I am Winston, chief butler of the Montgomery family."The Red Fang, who had been sneering just moments before, froze mid-gesture. His face twitched as the implications sank in."The Montgomery family," Winston continued, each word dripping with calculated disdain."Isn't some neighborhood social club you can extort for pocket change. We're the kind of family that makes people like you disappear with a phone call. And yet here you are, manhandling the young master like some common thug. Tell me, did your mother drop you on your head, or are you simply eager to test if your life insurance is up to date?"Red Fang's tough facade cracked like cheap porcelain."W-wait just a minute! This has to be some kind of mistake!""Mistake?" Winston's eyebrow arched dangerously.
Red Fang gritted his teeth as he watched Max and Winston stand before him.His eyes burned with fury at the sheer audacity they displayed.“You dare insult me in my territory?” Red Fang growled, his voice echoing through the warehouse.“Do you know who I am? People tremble when they hear my name!”Max dusted off his shirt, looking unimpressed. “Oh, we’ve heard your name,” he said nonchalantly.“It’s just that we don’t care. You’re a small-time loser who took my money and now thinks he can take my life too.”The gang members stirred uneasily, looking to their leader for a reaction.Red Fang’s face turned crimson with rage.“You little punk!” he bellowed.“I’ve ruled this area for years! No one disrespects me and walks out alive!”Winston stepped forward, his demeanor calm yet menacing.His piercing gaze landed squarely on Red Fang, and the air in the warehouse seemed to drop several degrees.“Let me make one thing clear,” Winston said coldly.“You’ve already crossed a line by taking m
Lisa’s sobs grew louder as the gang members encircled her like vultures eyeing their prey. Red Fang leaned against the wall, arms crossed, smirking as he surveyed the scene.“Well, sweetheart,” he said, his voice dripping with mockery, “your knight in shining armor is tied up too. Who’s gonna save you now? The tooth fairy?”The men around him laughed cruelly, their leering gazes sending shivers down Lisa’s spine. One of them stepped closer, running his fingers through her hair.“She’s a pretty one, boss,” he said with a sneer. “I say we start with her dignity first, then deal with the rest.”Lisa jerked her head away, her voice trembling. “Stay away from me!”“Oh, feisty,” another thug mocked, cracking his knuckles. “I like when they fight back. Makes it more fun.”Red Fang gestured toward Lisa, his smile widening. “She dared to slap me. Let’s teach her a lesson she’ll never forget. One by one.”The men closed in, their laughter echoing ominously in the cold, dimly lit warehouse. Lisa
Max lounged in his apartment, enjoying a rare moment of quiet, when his phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, frowning at the unfamiliar number.“Who is this?” he asked, his tone sharp.A gruff voice came through the line. “You don’t know me, but your little friend Lisa gave me your number. She thinks you’re her knight in shining armor.”Max stiffened. “What do you want?”The man chuckled darkly. “Money. Fifty grand. Bring it to the warehouse on 6th Street. And don’t even think about calling the cops. Otherwise...” His voice turned cold, “We’ll have some fun with her first. Maybe she gets out alive, maybe she doesn’t.”Max clenched his jaw, his mind racing. Lisa wasn’t his closest friend, but she had always treated him kindly. He owed her.“I’ll bring the money,” Max said curtly. “Don’t touch her.”The man laughed. “You’ve got two hours. Don’t be late, hero.”As the call ended, Max immediately dialed his butler, Winston.“Winston, I need fifty grand in cash. Now.”Winston’s calm voi
The class monitor, Lisa, stood trembling, tears streaming down her cheeks as she looked at Red Fang.The gang leader leaned back lazily against the wall, his wolfish grin taunting her.His men chuckled and leered, their laughter echoing in the dimly lit alley.Red Fang glanced at Kurt, who was still frozen in place.“Tell you what, peacock boy,” he said with a mocking smirk, “since you’re her ‘knight in shining feathers,’ I’ll give you a chance. Pay me—let’s say... $10,000—and I’ll forget this little incident ever happened.”Kurt’s eyes widened in panic.“T-Ten thousand? Are you insane?” he stammered, his voice cracking.Red Fang shrugged, his grin widening.“Cheap price for a friend, don’t you think? Or would you rather I let my boys have their fun? I bet she’d fetch a nice profit in certain markets.”Lisa gasped in horror, clutching her chest as the gangsters laughed cruelly.“Come on, Kurt!” Lisa cried, her voice breaking. “You promised you’d help me! Please!”Kurt’s mind raced.H