Tessa stood frozen, her mind struggling to process what she had just witnessed. Up until now, she had always thought of Adam as someone slightly more capable than the average person—strong, confident, and dependable—but never in her wildest dreams had she imagined he could cripple Mark with a single move. Her gaze locked onto him, a mix of awe and admiration welling up inside her. He wasn’t just capable. Adam was... incredible.Her heart raced as she continued to watch, unable to tear her eyes away. Mark, once so brash and full of arrogance, was now on the ground, groaning in pain. The fear and desperation in his eyes were evident, a stark contrast to his previous smugness."I hate people who threaten me," Adam said coolly, his voice a low growl as he released Mark from his grip and, in one swift motion, slapped him across the face.The sound of the slap echoed through the room, sharp and clear, as Mark spun from the force of it before crumpling to the floor. Before he could even begi
Adam didn’t even blink as Wendy swung the wine bottle toward him. With a single flick of his finger, he shattered it mid-air, sending shards of glass and droplets of wine scattering across the room like a spray of glitter. Wendy’s eyes went wide, shock momentarily paralyzing her as she registered the sight. Before she could react, Adam’s hand came down hard across her face in a swift, punishing slap.He didn’t stop at just one strike. Another followed, then another, each blow landing with unyielding precision and force. Wendy stumbled backward, dazed and disoriented, her hands instinctively raising to protect her face. But it was pointless. Adam’s strikes were relentless, leaving her disheveled and broken, her once-proud face swollen and battered beyond recognition. Blood trickled from her mouth, and she could feel the jagged, empty spaces where her teeth had been knocked loose.The silence that fell was chilling, punctuated only by Wendy’s faint, pained breaths. Adam’s voice cut thro
Adam couldn’t help but let a satisfied smirk creep onto his face as he thought about the events unfolding exactly as he had planned. He moved aside, pulling out his phone and dialing Hammer’s number with a practiced ease.The line barely rang before Hammer answered. “Lord Adam,” he greeted, his voice tinged with a mixture of respect and nervousness.“Why hasn’t Wilfred gotten Tessa to sign the contract yet?” Adam’s tone was sharp, leaving no room for excuses.Hammer, sensing the frustration in Adam’s voice, quickly responded. “Sir, I was just about to report this. Wilfred went to the Armand residence to deliver the contract, but Ms Tessa was turned away by her family before she could even take a look at it.”Adam’s jaw tightened. “And what did Wilfred do?”“After they insulted her, he decided to teach them a lesson,” Hammer replied, his voice steady. “He left the contract there and warned the Armands to bring Ms Tessa back to sign it—if they know what’s good for them.”Adam’s expressi
Tessa wanted to pull away, to resist the overwhelming pull of Adam’s embrace, but he held her firmly. His hands were gentle yet insistent as he cupped her chin, guiding her face toward his, preventing any attempt to escape. Adam had waited too long for this moment, and now that he had it, he wasn’t about to let it slip away. He leaned in, capturing her lips in a kiss that was both demanding and tender.The kiss lingered for what felt like an eternity, lasting for a full two minutes. Tessa was breathless when Adam finally pulled away, her heart racing and her body trembling. Her cheeks were flushed a deep red, the color of ripe apples, glowing with the heat of the moment. They looked so tempting, so kissable, and Adam couldn't resist. He leaned in again, his lips finding hers with renewed urgency. This time, he pressed her back onto the couch, his hands exploring her, his body pushing her further into the cushions.Tessa was overwhelmed. At first, she didn’t resist, surrendering to the
The days that followed were surprisingly calm. Adam had settled into the Armand residence, slipping naturally into the role of Tessa’s personal driver. Despite the Armand family’s initial disdain, they hadn’t crossed any overt lines. They would cast disdainful looks or drop subtle insults, but Adam, focused on the bigger picture, chose to ignore them. His silent patience only seemed to frustrate them more, but he felt a quiet satisfaction in maintaining his composure. For now, the quiet suited him perfectly.The only thorn in his side was the bet he had won with Tessa. She'd allowed him to stay in her room, but her compromise had clear boundaries—literally. She had drawn an invisible line down the center of the bed, enforcing a strict “do not cross” rule. Adam found himself lying in bed each night, close enough to feel her warmth, yet forbidden from moving an inch closer. This silent restraint was both infuriating and amusing; he couldn't help but smirk each night as he eyed the imagi
"The young lady of the Deadskull Organization!"Wilfred's face paled as he processed the words. “I’ve never crossed paths with the Deadskull Organization. What do you want from me?” His voice was tense, and his body stiffened as the realization of the situation began to sink in. Fear was evident in his eyes, betraying the calm façade he tried to maintain.The Deadskull Organization was the archenemy of both the Supreme General and the Redblood Organization, infamous for their ruthless power and far-reaching influence. The leader of Deadskull was renowned not only for commanding a legion of capable and dangerous members but also for being a tactician of the highest order, known for striking fear into even the most formidable of foes. Wilfred, despite his reputation, could barely hold his ground against the Deadskull elite, and he knew it.Selena, however, wasn’t just any member of the Deadskull Organization. She was one of their most gifted and deadly operatives. A genius who had rapid
Here’s an improved and expanded version of the “The Darkclaw Corporation project requires a substantial investment, and our company is currently facing liquidity problems. We urgently need to secure a powerful partner,” Tessa explained, her voice tinged with concern.Adam raised an eyebrow, his tone skeptical. “Why not? The project investment is only around three billion dollars. The Armand family is the wealthiest in Storm City—surely they can afford it?”Tessa’s smile faltered, and she gave a bitter chuckle. “The Armand family may look prosperous from the outside, but internally, we’re crumbling. As you know, our primary business has been real estate, and the market has been in decline for years. If this continues, bankruptcy is just around the corner.”Adam's expression softened, understanding dawning on him. Tessa wasn’t just asking for help—she was desperate to secure this deal to save her family’s future.“I see… So that’s why you’re so eager to secure the Darkclaw Corporation
Adam froze, his heart racing with rage and worry. Without wasting a second, he charged toward the pavilion—but it was empty. He sprinted to the lobby, but silence filled the air. Not a soul was in sight, not even a waiter.Suddenly, Wilfred appeared, a smug smirk on his face. "Supreme General, follow me if you want to see your wife."Adam’s eyes narrowed, but he suppressed his urge to strike. He had no choice but to follow.Wilfred led him down through winding corridors, finally reaching an underground palace—a massive chamber lit by flickering torches, with hundreds of menacing figures lining the walls. Each man looked more dangerous than the last, their eyes gleaming with cruel intent. In the center of the chamber, Adam spotted Tessa, tied to a chair. She appeared unconscious, likely drugged, her head hanging forward as if lost in some dark slumber.Beside her stood a woman, young and striking, with an air of cold command. She looked up as Adam entered, a chilling smile spreading ac