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From Doormat to Tycoon: The Rise of the Useless Husband Chapter 17
The club was buzzing with energy as Serena’s birthday party kicked off. It was her birthday—the day she had been waiting for.The private room on the second floor was packed with friends, their laughter and chatter filling the air. Tables were loaded with drinks, snacks, and a huge birthday cake glowing with candles. Streamers hung from the ceiling, and music pulsed through the speakers.Everyone seemed to be having a great time, handing Serena gifts and offering warm birthday wishes.Celia and Damon sat in a corner, not too far from the others, though Damon felt completely out of place. He found himself attending the birthday party of his ex-wife—the woman who only knows him as worthless and useless. The woman who had betrayed him and divorced him.Despite knowing that the divorce was for the best, since she was never truly the person he thought she was, Damon still didn’t want anything to do with Serena. He had no desire to be here. Yet, here he was, with no choice in the matter. It
From Doormat to Tycoon: The Rise of the Useless Husband Chapter 18
People began backing away, pulling their phones close or hiding them entirely, as if even recording might provoke him. No one dared to speak louder than a whisper. The fear was palpable. After all, Albert Gray wasn’t just any man—he was a notorious gang leader, known for his ruthlessness and cruelty. His name alone was enough to make grown men sweat. "What are you doing here? You can't just barge in like this. " Serena stood up, pretending to be genuinely surprised, though she knew exactly why he was here. She had met Albert the other day, behind closed doors. She’d made him a tempting offer—Celia. That beautiful little thing who stole the spotlight. Serena had promised him—once Celia had a few drinks in her and Damon was out of the way—Albert could do whatever he wanted to her. Albert hadn’t needed convincing. The moment he’d seen Celia’s photo, his greedy eyes lit up. Now, seeing her in person, his lust flared like a wildfire. And now, it was all falling into place. Albert
From Doormat to Tycoon: The Rise of the Useless Husband Chapter 19
Upstairs, Albert stood, grabbing Celia by the wrist. She tried to pull away, but her limbs were too sluggish, her mind spinning. “Please… let go…” “No one says no to me, bitch,” Albert growled, yanking her up. Something snapped in Celia. Drunk or not, a surge of adrenaline cut through the fog in her mind. Her eyes darted to the table in front of her, where empty bottles and glasses were scattered among the snacks. Without thinking, she grabbed the nearest object—a heavy glass bottle, half-full of some dark liquor—and gripped it tightly. “Get away from me!” she shouted, her voice louder than she expected. She swung the bottle with all her strength, aiming for Albert’s head. The bottle connected with a sickening 'crack', striking him on the forehead. Albert grunted in pain, stumbling back and clutching his head. The bottle didn’t shatter, but liquor splashed everywhere, soaking his shirt and dripping onto the floor. The room erupted into chaos. Someone screamed. A few people b
From Doormat to Tycoon: The Rise of the Useless Husband Chapter 20
Albert released Celia and smirked, brushing off his jacket like he had all the time in the world. “What’s the matter? Couldn’t find Serena’s little gift?” Damon’s gaze flicked to Celia’s bruise, then back to Albert. “You touched her,” he said, his voice deadly calm. “Kneel. Apologize. Now.” The room erupted with laughter, Albert’s booming laugh echoing the loudest. His two goons by the door snickered, and even Serena let out a mocking giggle silently before quickly returning to her fake look of fear. “Oh, please,” Albert said, casually waving his hand. “You think you scare me? You’re just a nobody with a short temper. Boys, show him what happens to people who don’t know their place.” The goons cracked their knuckles and stepped forward, but Damon didn’t flinch. His eyes burned with fury, but his voice stayed cold. “Last chance.” Albert sneered. “Get him.” The first goon swung a fist, but Damon was faster. He ducked, grabbed the man’s arm, and yanked him forward, slamming his
From Doormat to Tycoon: The Rise of the Useless Husband Chapter 21
Fear hung in the air, and every face in the room showed pure terror. Albert was on the floor, crying and screaming, his body shaking. He held his crushed dick with one hand; his other hand was already broken, snapped like a stick by Damon. Damon stood over him, his face calm but full of anger. It was like a fierce storm had struck—and Damon was the storm.Albert sobbed, his voice broken. “You’re dead… you touched the wrong guy… I work for Santiago… He runs this city! No! he runs the whole state—he’ll definitely kill you for this…”Damon chuckled—low and cruel. “Santiago?” he said. “That little man? I’ve already broken him once. He’s nothing.”Silence filled the room. Albert stared at Damon in shock. Santiago, the man who scared everyone, was nothing to Damon? His face turned pale. His fear turned to pure terror.“You’re lying,” Albert said weakly. “Nobody messes with Santiago and lives…”Damon leaned down again. “You’re still talking? Maybe I should shut you up for good.”He grabbed
From Doormat to Tycoon: The Rise of the Useless Husband Chapter 22
"Are you done talking?" Damon turned to Albert, asking coldly.Albert didn’t respond. His eyes rolled back, overwhelmed by pain. He was barely conscious.Damon scoffed and stepped back, his hands twitching as if he were struggling to hold himself back from hitting him again.Then Albert moved. Slowly, he pulled out his phone with his good hand, his fingers still covered in blood, and began pressing the screen. His hand shook, but he managed to make the call.When the other end picked up, Albert rasped into the phone, voice weak but filled with hate."Boss… it’s me. I need you now. You have to stop this guy—he’s insane. He’s wrecked me, I’m barely hanging on. He says he’s not scared of you. Says he’s already beaten you before. I can’t… no, we can’t let him walk away with this! Please, come here fast. I’m at Velvet Noir club. And his name… Damon."Meanwhile, across town, Santiago sat in his dimly lit office, a cigar smoldering in his hand. His desk was cluttered with papers, a half-emp
From Doormat to Tycoon: The Rise of the Useless Husband Chapter 23
Albert’s lips curled into a bloody sneer as he stared daggers at Damon.“Santiago will be here soon,” he rasped, voice low but laced with venom. “And when he arrives, that smug smile of yours will vanish—replaced with fear and pain. Just like you made me suffer, he’ll make you scream. I’ll enjoy every second of it.”Damon didn’t react. He stood motionless, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. He stared at Albert as if he were nothing more than an insignificant bug beneath his boot, waiting patiently for Santiago.Serena, however, was a different story.She scrambled toward Albert, her designer dress dragging on the floor, her once-perfectly styled hair now a tangled mess. “Albert, please,” she begged, her voice shrill with panic. “You have to understand—I didn’t know Damon would do this! I swear, I had no idea he was this crazy, apart from being poor and worthless! ”Albert's eyes, dark with fury, shot toward her. "You bastard!" he spat. "No matter what happens, I’m not forgiving
From Doormat to Tycoon: The Rise of the Useless Husband Chapter 24
The room was silent for a few seconds. Shock filled the air, and eyes widened—no one could speak. The only sound was Albert’s ragged breathing.Santiago’s boot had just slammed into Albert’s ribs, and the fear still echoed in everyone’s bones.Serena stood frozen, her hands trembling at her sides, mascara streaking down her cheeks.Damon stood with his arms folded, watching the chaos with a faint, mocking smile.Albert gasped, “Boss, I—” but Santiago cut him off with a glare sharp enough to slice steel.“You absolute fool,” Santiago hissed, his voice shaking with rage and something far colder—fear. “You just threw me into the fire. Do you even realize who you’ve pissed off?”Albert opened his mouth, but no words came out. He backed away, clutching his side. He was both shocked and hurt, not understanding how Santiago had changed so suddenly. His face dropped, feeling like an idiot, and Santiago wouldn’t even let him say anything.Santiago turned to Damon, trying to hide the fear in hi
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Serena crossed her arms and glared at them. “Wasn’t yesterday enough for you?” Serena said, her voice filled with anger and sarcasm.“I know people like you — you never listen until you’re punished and embarrassed. You didn’t learn your lesson yesterday, but I won’t let you ruin my special night today.”Damon could hear others making fun of them. Their mocking voices were louder than ever, but he didn’t care. His focus was on Celia, and the insults around them felt like nothing but barking.“I’ve never seen anyone as shameless as them. They’re too shameless to be human,” people said.“How can they show up to Serena’s party again after yesterday? They should be hiding in shame, not walking around like fools.”“They deserve even more humiliation. They should be kicked out. They shouldn’t ruin Serena’s party today,” Serena and others continued, their voices filled with sarcasm.Damon stayed calm. "You’re still the same fools you were yesterday, but I won’t waste my time arguing with you.
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Celia’s jaw dropped, her voice barely above a whisper. “For me?”Damon nodded, his expression calm, and somehow that was enough for Celia to know he was telling the truth. He had never lied to her before, but this... this felt almost too good to be real."That’s what Santiago said. He wants to make up for the mess from tonight."But the truth was, Santiago had prepared it for both of them—or maybe just to apologize to Damon at first until Damon changed Santiago's mind. Damon knew that, but he still told Celia it was meant for her alone. After everything she had been through tonight, she deserved more.Celia blinked, her mind racing. “But… why me?” she asked, her voice laced with confusion. “I mean, Serena thinks this party’s for her. She’s been bragging about it all night!”Her hands fidgeted with the strap of her purse, her nerves bubbling to the surface."And they said he's dangerous," she continued, her voice trembling slightly. "What if he’s doing this just to hurt us? What if he
Chapter 25
The cool night air hit Celia’s face, but it did nothing to erase the guilt weighing down her heart. As they stepped out of the restaurant, the heaviness lingered, refusing to lift.The chaos of the evening clung to her—Serena’s betrayal. And Damon, standing tall through it all, unshaken. She glanced at him walking beside her, his face calm but unreadable, and her stomach twisted with regret.He’d been dragged into this mess because of her.“Damon, I’m so sorry,” she whispered as they came to a stop near the curb. “This is all my fault. I dragged you into this mess.”Damon turned to her, his dark eyes softening. “Celia, don’t,” he said, calm but unwavering. “You didn’t drag me into anything. None of this falls on you.”His voice was steady, leaving no room for doubt.“Serena planned this from the start. She knew exactly what she was doing. Don’t carry their mess.”Celia bit her lip, eyes dropping to the cracked sidewalk. “I just... I can’t believe she’d do this. Serena was my friend. W
Chapter 24
The room was silent for a few seconds. Shock filled the air, and eyes widened—no one could speak. The only sound was Albert’s ragged breathing.Santiago’s boot had just slammed into Albert’s ribs, and the fear still echoed in everyone’s bones.Serena stood frozen, her hands trembling at her sides, mascara streaking down her cheeks.Damon stood with his arms folded, watching the chaos with a faint, mocking smile.Albert gasped, “Boss, I—” but Santiago cut him off with a glare sharp enough to slice steel.“You absolute fool,” Santiago hissed, his voice shaking with rage and something far colder—fear. “You just threw me into the fire. Do you even realize who you’ve pissed off?”Albert opened his mouth, but no words came out. He backed away, clutching his side. He was both shocked and hurt, not understanding how Santiago had changed so suddenly. His face dropped, feeling like an idiot, and Santiago wouldn’t even let him say anything.Santiago turned to Damon, trying to hide the fear in hi
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Albert’s lips curled into a bloody sneer as he stared daggers at Damon.“Santiago will be here soon,” he rasped, voice low but laced with venom. “And when he arrives, that smug smile of yours will vanish—replaced with fear and pain. Just like you made me suffer, he’ll make you scream. I’ll enjoy every second of it.”Damon didn’t react. He stood motionless, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. He stared at Albert as if he were nothing more than an insignificant bug beneath his boot, waiting patiently for Santiago.Serena, however, was a different story.She scrambled toward Albert, her designer dress dragging on the floor, her once-perfectly styled hair now a tangled mess. “Albert, please,” she begged, her voice shrill with panic. “You have to understand—I didn’t know Damon would do this! I swear, I had no idea he was this crazy, apart from being poor and worthless! ”Albert's eyes, dark with fury, shot toward her. "You bastard!" he spat. "No matter what happens, I’m not forgiving
Chapter 22
"Are you done talking?" Damon turned to Albert, asking coldly.Albert didn’t respond. His eyes rolled back, overwhelmed by pain. He was barely conscious.Damon scoffed and stepped back, his hands twitching as if he were struggling to hold himself back from hitting him again.Then Albert moved. Slowly, he pulled out his phone with his good hand, his fingers still covered in blood, and began pressing the screen. His hand shook, but he managed to make the call.When the other end picked up, Albert rasped into the phone, voice weak but filled with hate."Boss… it’s me. I need you now. You have to stop this guy—he’s insane. He’s wrecked me, I’m barely hanging on. He says he’s not scared of you. Says he’s already beaten you before. I can’t… no, we can’t let him walk away with this! Please, come here fast. I’m at Velvet Noir club. And his name… Damon."Meanwhile, across town, Santiago sat in his dimly lit office, a cigar smoldering in his hand. His desk was cluttered with papers, a half-emp
Chapter 21
Fear hung in the air, and every face in the room showed pure terror. Albert was on the floor, crying and screaming, his body shaking. He held his crushed dick with one hand; his other hand was already broken, snapped like a stick by Damon. Damon stood over him, his face calm but full of anger. It was like a fierce storm had struck—and Damon was the storm.Albert sobbed, his voice broken. “You’re dead… you touched the wrong guy… I work for Santiago… He runs this city! No! he runs the whole state—he’ll definitely kill you for this…”Damon chuckled—low and cruel. “Santiago?” he said. “That little man? I’ve already broken him once. He’s nothing.”Silence filled the room. Albert stared at Damon in shock. Santiago, the man who scared everyone, was nothing to Damon? His face turned pale. His fear turned to pure terror.“You’re lying,” Albert said weakly. “Nobody messes with Santiago and lives…”Damon leaned down again. “You’re still talking? Maybe I should shut you up for good.”He grabbed
Chapter 20
Albert released Celia and smirked, brushing off his jacket like he had all the time in the world. “What’s the matter? Couldn’t find Serena’s little gift?” Damon’s gaze flicked to Celia’s bruise, then back to Albert. “You touched her,” he said, his voice deadly calm. “Kneel. Apologize. Now.” The room erupted with laughter, Albert’s booming laugh echoing the loudest. His two goons by the door snickered, and even Serena let out a mocking giggle silently before quickly returning to her fake look of fear. “Oh, please,” Albert said, casually waving his hand. “You think you scare me? You’re just a nobody with a short temper. Boys, show him what happens to people who don’t know their place.” The goons cracked their knuckles and stepped forward, but Damon didn’t flinch. His eyes burned with fury, but his voice stayed cold. “Last chance.” Albert sneered. “Get him.” The first goon swung a fist, but Damon was faster. He ducked, grabbed the man’s arm, and yanked him forward, slamming his
Chapter 19
Upstairs, Albert stood, grabbing Celia by the wrist. She tried to pull away, but her limbs were too sluggish, her mind spinning. “Please… let go…” “No one says no to me, bitch,” Albert growled, yanking her up. Something snapped in Celia. Drunk or not, a surge of adrenaline cut through the fog in her mind. Her eyes darted to the table in front of her, where empty bottles and glasses were scattered among the snacks. Without thinking, she grabbed the nearest object—a heavy glass bottle, half-full of some dark liquor—and gripped it tightly. “Get away from me!” she shouted, her voice louder than she expected. She swung the bottle with all her strength, aiming for Albert’s head. The bottle connected with a sickening 'crack', striking him on the forehead. Albert grunted in pain, stumbling back and clutching his head. The bottle didn’t shatter, but liquor splashed everywhere, soaking his shirt and dripping onto the floor. The room erupted into chaos. Someone screamed. A few people b
