Meanwhile, Governor Darrus, Seraphina, and Dominic returned to the Hayes family residence.
The Lieutenant Governor, Avo, with his arrogant demeanor, had ruined the welcome dinner for Dominic, turning what should have been a warm occasion into a tense one.
Nevertheless, a spirit of optimism remained among them.
They were confident that Dominic would successfully take control of Morow State.
Their plans were solid, alliances firmly established, leaving no room for Max to turn the tables.
Max had already lost, and Dominic’s vision as the new leader of Morow State was becoming more tangible with each passing moment.
Darrus sat relaxed in the spacious living room.
Thoughts of the future began to fill his mind.
He felt proud of how his family had forged strong ties with Dominic’s influential family in the capital.
With these connections, Darrus envisioned a bright future ahead-opportunities for promotion, greater wealth, and an elevated social status.
He even imagined one day moving to the capital to further his promising political career.
All of it felt so close, just a few steps away.
Meanwhile, Dominic sat across the table, speaking confidently.
“It will only take me a year to manage Morow State better,” he declared, his eyes gleaming with ambition.
“The state’s GDP will soar to $30 trillion. I will bring about significant change.”
Dominic seemed as though he had meticulously planned everything.
Darrus felt assured that with Dominic in control, their future would proceed as planned, perhaps even faster than expected.
With a faint smile, Darrus responded.
“You’re absolutely right, Dominic,” he said, his voice filled with conviction.
“With your capabilities, I believe Morow State will develop much faster than anyone could imagine.”
Dominic turned to Darrus, his eyes bright with confidence.
“There’s no doubt about it. We’re here to support you, Dominic,” Darrus continued.
“Our families have long built a strong bond, and I’m confident that with the political power we’ve established together, we’ll dominate everything.”
“Morow State, the capital-everything will be under our control in no time.”
Seraphina, listening to the conversation, smiled contentedly, fully supporting her father’s words.
After their serious discussion about Morow State’s future, the atmosphere began to ease.
Darrus enjoyed a cup of tea while Seraphina and Dominic sat across from each other on the sofa, conversing in a more relaxed tone.
With a playful smile, Seraphina began to tease.
“Dominic,” she said softly.
"You know, I never let that lowlife Max kiss or fuck me," she added with a sly grin.
Dominic’s eyes lit up immediately, responding to her teasing with a gaze full of desire.
He chuckled lightly, a smug smile forming on his face.
“Of course. I knew he would never be worthy of you. No one compares to me.”
Seraphina laughed softly, enjoying her flirtation.
She knew exactly how to captivate Dominic and command his full attention.
“Of course. No one could ever compare to you,” she replied, looking at him with a gaze full of admiration.
Darrus, sitting quietly in a nearby chair, merely smiled.
His expression showed understanding, as if he was fully aware of what was unfolding between Seraphina and Dominic.
He didn’t want to interrupt them.
Instead, he felt relieved seeing their relationship develop.
Darrus knew that their feelings for each other would bring benefits to their family, and for him, that was more important than anything else.
“Perhaps I’ll head to my room.”
Darrus finally said, hinting it was time for him to leave and give them some space.
He stood up, leaving them with a knowing look, as if giving his blessing for their relationship to progress further.
Once Darrus was gone, the atmosphere in the room shifted.
It became more intimate!
Seraphina stood up, walking slowly toward Dominic with a mischievous gaze.
Without a word, Dominic pulled Seraphina into his arms, their bodies drawing closer.
Dominic’s hand gently stroked Seraphina’s hair, while Seraphina gazed at him with a passionate look.
“I want us to be closer, Dominic.”
She whispered, her voice filled with uncontrollable desire.
Seraphina took Dominic’s hand, leading him toward her luxurious private bathroom.
A large bathtub filled with warm, steaming water and overflowing bubbles awaited them, surrounded by aromatherapy candles exuding a gentle fragrance.
Of course, she had prepared all of this before.
As Dominic and Seraphina became increasingly lost in their intimacy, Dominic couldn’t resist mocking Max.
His face brimmed with arrogance, and his words flowed effortlessly.
“Imagine Max now, sitting in that prison cell,” he said with a light laugh.
“He must be wailing and crying, feeling so unfairly treated, while we’re having fun,” he continued.
Seraphina simply smiled, savoring every word Dominic uttered.
He carried on with even more confidence.
“Perhaps he’s still hoping, praying to get out, but that will never happen.”
However…
They had no idea that while they were caught up in their passion, Max’s situation in prison was completely different from what they imagined!
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Varak stepped back half a step, one hand rising to press against his chest. His breathing was heavier than before, rising and falling in an uneven rhythm. Even so, a thin smile remained on his face, a forced smile filled with arrogance. “I will not lose to you,” he said while taking a deep breath, as if calming his heartbeat. “Impossible.” Varak straightened his body, adjusted his shoulders, and looked at Max with eyes full of superiority. “Do you know why?” he continued. “Because I have lived far longer than you. Far longer than the short and fragile life of a human.” HAHA! Varak let out a low laugh, his voice rough but confident. “I have seen ages change. I have watched kingdoms rise and fall. And through all of that, I never stopped learning.” He raised both hands, showing palms covered with old scars. “Human martial arts. From one era to the next. From masters who are long dead and forgotten by history. I stole them, perfected them, and made them my own.” He stepped forward
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Varak burst into loud laughter, his voice echoing with mockery. HAHAH! “My wife?” he said sarcastically. “Aurora was born to be my true partner. You are the one who suddenly married her. You took her from me, so now I have the right to take her back.” Max’s gaze hardened. “She is mine,” he replied calmly but coldly. “A human like her is not meant to be the true partner of a demon like you.” Varak laughed again. “Whatever you say means nothing. Aurora is still mine.” He dismissed Max with a mocking nod. “And know this on purpose. Aurora is no longer human. Her soul has been fully exchanged into a demon. You came too late. Aurora is already gone.” Varak threw those words like a knife aimed at Max’s heart. He wanted to see cracks, doubt, or panic on Max’s face. He wanted Max to break before the real fight even began. But the opposite happened. Max stood calm, too calm. His gaze did not change, his breathing stayed steady, and there was no tremor in his aura. He looked at Varak as
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Tsahik took a deep breath and finally obeyed Max’s order. He did not move forward, but he did not stay idle either. In a low and quick voice, he began to share the information he knew. “The real number of the gate guardian demons is not as many as it looks,” he said while staring at the sea of figures before them. “At first, there were only dozens.” Max kept his gaze straight ahead, calm, as if he were judging the battlefield. “But they have the ability to replicate,” Tsahik continued. “One demon can split into dozens. Dozens become hundreds. Hundreds become thousands. The longer the fight lasts, the greater their numbers grow.” Max nodded slowly, his eyes sweeping over the demon ranks that now filled the front yard of Mansion Jae. From afar, they truly looked like thousands of war soldiers, filling every corner with savage auras and thick killing intent. Without looking back at Tsahik, Max asked in a flat voice, “Are they all Varak’s subordinates?” “Yes,” Tsahik answered withou
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“WHO is that human?” Varak shouted, his voice echoing loudly inside the vast stone chamber. The demon kneeling before him flinched, then swallowed hard before answering. “His name is Max, Prince.” That single name fell like a hammer. Varak went silent. For a moment, his entire aura froze. The rage in his eyes narrowed, as if fragments of memory were fitting together on their own. The human who had tainted his plans from the very beginning. “Max…” Varak murmured softly, almost like a restrained growl. He knew. There was no need for a long explanation. Max did not come for power. That human came for only one thing. Aurora. Varak clenched his jaw, his breathing growing heavy. “So he has come to take her back,” he said coldly, though pressure hid beneath his voice. “How very bold.” He turned sharply, his cloak brushing across the stone floor. “I will not let him ruin all of my plans,” he said loudly. Varak stared at his subordinate with a deadly gaze. “Mobilize the troops.
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Night slowly fell over Jae Mansion. The sky above the demon world was dark red, like dying embers, while the wall clock inside the mansion showed exactly seven o clock. Torchlight burned along the corridors, casting long shadows that crawled across the black stone walls. At the far end of the mansion stood a large room that was rarely visited. The space felt quieter than the rest of the mansion, as if it had been deliberately separated from the noise of life within. Aurora stood by her bedroom window, staring outside without truly seeing anything. Since the afternoon, a strange feeling had settled in her chest, a feeling she could not explain. Her bedroom door slowly opened. “Madam Aurora,” Liora’s voice sounded gentle but controlled. “I wish to tell you something.” Aurora turned. “What is it?” Liora stepped inside and closed the door behind her. “Tonight, at nine o clock, there will be a celebration at the mansion.” “A celebration?” Aurora frowned. “What kind of celebration?”
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Liora answered, “Ah yes, I am very tired, and sleeping for too long only made me feel more exhausted.” “Well, I understand,” Aurora said, “because before you have been through many difficult things in my house.” Liora gave a tired smile. She was pretending. The truth was that she was exhausted from preparing the ritual for tonight. There would be a ritual of union, or marriage, between Varak and Aurora. Not only that, Aurora would be fully transformed into a demon. *** Elsewhere, at the Third Gate… Black smoke still slowly rose from Tsahik’s body, marking his absolute defeat. The black robed demon now knelt before Max, his head lowered in full awareness. The arrogant aura that once surrounded him had vanished, replaced by a strange calm that only belonged to those who had accepted the result of battle without denial. Tsahik lifted his head slightly and spoke in a heavy but steady voice. He said that he wished to follow Max, not merely to open the way to the next gate, but
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