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94“Sort of.” Allvar shrugged. “Look, some guys tried to rough me up. They didn’t succeed.”Mr. Lorentz’s expression hardened. “And you think that’s something to laugh about? You should’ve reported this to the authorities—or at the very least, to your father. You are not some... nobody off the streets. You’re the heir to the Falck empire.”Allvar exhaled sharply, trying to maintain his patience. “I know who I am, Mr. Lorentz. And I know how to handle myself. There’s no need to bother my father with every little thing.”“Every little thing?” Mr. Lorentz’s tone sharpened. “You look like you’ve just crawled out of a street fight, young master. This isn’t a little thing. What if something worse had happened?”“It didn’t,” Allvar insisted, his voice steady. “I’m fine. And it’s over.”The butler’s eyes narrowed even further. “You say that now, but if those men had connections—if this was more than just some random attack—”“I said I’ll handle it,” Allvar cut him off, his tone firm. “There’s
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95Derek swallowed hard, his heart racing. "I won’t do anything stupid, Father," he said, his voice carefully measured.Victor stopped in his tracks and turned, narrowing his eyes. “You’ve already done something, haven’t you?”Derek froze, his throat tightening as he forced a casual shrug. "No, of course not."Victor’s gaze sharpened, his cold blue eyes boring into Derek’s. He stepped closer, his presence looming. “You better not be lying to me, Derek. The last time you acted without thinking, you almost ruined everything. I need you to be smarter than that."Derek’s palms started sweating. "I know, Father. I haven’t done anything reckless this time. I promise."Victor’s brow furrowed. “Promises don’t mean much when you’ve already broken them so many times.”Derek shifted on his feet, trying to hold his composure. "I won’t make the same mistake again. I’ve learned from it."Victor wasn’t convinced. “What exactly have you learned, Derek? That you can’t just throw your weight around wit
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96Victor continued, his voice lowering, though the anger still simmered beneath his words. “You have to outthink him, not outfight him. That’s how we’ll win. If you keep acting rashly, we’ll both end up buried under your mistakes.”Derek nodded, trying to keep the rising dread from showing on his face. “I won’t act without thinking, Father. I’ve got it under control.”Victor stared at him for a long moment before turning away, gripping the edge of his desk. “No more reckless moves. The next time we strike, it has to be decisive. There’s no room for error."“I understand,” Derek murmured again, though his heart was pounding in his chest. He couldn’t go back now. He had to see this through, even if it meant defying his father.Victor gave him one last sharp glance, his voice heavy with warning. “Don’t disappoint me, Derek.”“I won’t, Father,” Derek replied, his voice firmer now, though unease gnawed at him from within.Victor lingered for a moment, eyeing his son with a mixture of doub
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97“Nothing?” Victor’s brow arched skeptically, his gaze sharp and unforgiving. “You call that nothing? You’re shaking like a damn leaf, boy.”Derek forced a laugh, though it came out strained. "Just a little on edge. I didn’t hear you come in."Victor’s expression darkened. He stepped closer, his towering presence making Derek feel even smaller. "Don’t give me that crap. You’ve been acting strange ever since we talked. What’s going on?"Derek opened his mouth, then closed it, scrambling to come up with something convincing. "Just... a lot on my mind lately," he said quickly, hoping the excuse would be enough.Victor wasn’t having it. He crossed his arms, his eyes drilling into Derek. "A lot on your mind?" he echoed mockingly. "What exactly is it you’ve got on your mind, Derek? And it better not be something stupid. Because I swear to God, if I find out you’ve been up to something behind my back again—""No!" Derek cut in, his voice rising in panic. "I haven’t, I swear. I wouldn’t—"V
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98 The unspoken threat hung in the air like a noose tightening around Derek’s neck. He swallowed hard, but his mind was still elsewhere—on the call from the thug, the one loose end he couldn’t afford right now. "You’re zoning out again, aren’t you?" Victor’s voice cut through his thoughts like a whip. "No, I’m listening—" Derek started, but before he could finish, his father’s hand shot forward, nearly striking him across the face. He flinched, stumbling back, his heart hammering in his chest. "Do not zone out when I’m talking to you!" Victor barked, his voice filled with the kind of rage that Derek had grown used to but never comfortable with. "This party is crucial, Derek. I don’t need you standing there like an idiot, daydreaming." Derek rubbed the back of his neck, forcing himself to focus. "I wasn’t daydreaming. I just have a lot on my mind." "A lot on your mind?" Victor repeated, his tone dripping with disdain. "What could you possibly have on your mind that’s more im
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99The next few days were a blur of anxiety for Derek. The thug's calls became more frequent, each one more insistent than the last. He ignored them at first, hoping they'd stop on their own. But the constant buzzing of his phone was both an annoyance and a looming threat. Every time his phone lit up, his pulse quickened.By the third day, Derek couldn’t take it anymore. He picked up the phone, glaring at the unknown number flashing across the screen. His thumb hovered over the "Answer" button, but he hesitated. “What do they want?” he muttered, pacing the length of his office. “I’ve already paid them what they asked for. Why the hell are they still calling?”He considered asking Ethan for advice but quickly dismissed the idea. The less anyone knew about this, the better. He was in deep enough already. Derek eyed his phone like a snake poised to strike. Just as he was about to silence the device for the tenth time, it rang again. This time, the name of the thug’s contact appeared: “H
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100“Derek, finally,” Ethan sighed in relief. “I’ve been trying to reach you. How are you holding up?”“How do you think I’m doing, Ethan?” Derek snapped, his tone harsh. “Do I sound like I’m okay?”Ethan hesitated on the other end, his voice careful. “Look, I know things have been rough lately. I just wanted to check in, see if you were doing alright.”Derek’s laugh was bitter, laced with sarcasm. “Doing alright? Does it look like I’m doing alright? I’ve got a mess of a situation on my hands, thanks to Allvar.”Ethan tried to steer the conversation into calmer waters. “I get it, man, I really do. But you’ve been on edge for days. Maybe... maybe it’s time to consider going back to the university. Finish what you started.”Derek sat up, his eyes narrowing at the mention of the university. “What the hell are you talking about?” he snapped. “Why would I go back there?”Infact, Derek didn't finish the university like allvar. He was still there with Serena. He just had the opportunity that
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101Ethan’s voice trembled as he pressed Derek again. "What have you done?"Derek’s lips curled into a cold smile as he leaned back in his chair, his voice unnervingly calm. "Nothing you need to worry about.""Come on, Derek. I know you. That laugh wasn’t normal." Ethan’s voice grew tense. "You’re in deep, aren’t you? You didn’t get involved with someone dangerous, did you?"Derek’s eyes flashed, his tone dropping low. "Let’s just say Allvar won’t be walking around so smug for a while."Ethan’s heart sank. "What does that mean? What did you do?""Allvar got what was coming to him. Every punch was well-deserved," Derek growled, his jaw tightening as he imagined the thug’s fists smashing into Allvar’s face. The memory made him smile again, dark and twisted."Derek, this could backfire! You don’t know who you’re dealing with. These people—" Ethan’s voice was frantic now, barely able to hide his fear."I’ve got it under control," Derek interrupted, brushing him off. "Allvar’s finally payi
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298Allvar didn’t answer right away. His mind was working, trying to come up with a way out, a plan, anything. But the truth was, he wasn’t sure he could escape. The pain from the slap still throbbed in his jaw, and the ropes around his wrists were too tight to slip free from. His muscles burned, his body heavy with fatigue from the earlier struggles.Tobias waited, watching him carefully. “Nothing to say? Interesting.”Allvar glared at him, his chest rising and falling with ragged breaths. His thoughts raced, trying to formulate a plan. But Tobias’s mocking gaze made it hard to focus. He clenched his jaw, his teeth grinding together.“You’re not going to win,” Allvar said quietly, though he wasn’t entirely sure he believed it himself. “This will end. It always does.”Tobias chuckled darkly, his voice low and dripping with amusement. “We’ll see about that, won’t we?”Allvar couldn’t help but snap. The frustration, the anger, it all welled up inside of him. “Why don’t you just get it o
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297The stocky man shrugged. “Told you. He’s—”Without warning, Tobias slapped Allvar across the face, the sharp crack echoing through the warehouse. Allvar’s head snapped to the side, and a groan escaped his lips. Slowly, his eyes fluttered open, glassy and unfocused.“There he is,” Tobias said, his voice dripping with mock sweetness. He crouched down again, grabbing Allvar by the chin and forcing him to look up. “Welcome back, Allvar. Did you have a nice nap?”Allvar winced, his jaw throbbing from the slap. He tried to pull away, but Tobias’s grip tightened. “Go to hell,” he rasped, his voice hoarse.Tobias chuckled darkly. “Oh, you’ve got some fight left in you. Good. I’d hate for this to be too easy.”The tall man and the stocky one snickered behind him, but Tobias silenced them with a sharp look. “You two—stand back. I’ll handle this.”They nodded quickly, retreating a few steps but staying close enough to watch.Tobias turned his attention back to Allvar, his expression turning
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296The group moved quickly through the damp alley, their prisoner slumped between the tall man and the stocky one. Allvar’s body hung limply, his head drooping as though unconscious. His feet dragged against the ground, leaving faint streaks of blood in their wake. The men didn’t seem to care, their focus solely on bringing him to Tobias."Pick up the pace," the tall man growled, his voice sharp with irritation. His eyes darted ahead, scanning the darkened alley for any signs of danger. "Boss doesn’t like waiting."The stocky man grunted in annoyance. "What’s the rush? He’s not going anywhere. Look at him—barely breathing.""Yeah? And whose fault will it be if he dies before Tobias gets a word out of him?" the tall man snapped, shooting his partner a glare that could cut through steel. His grip tightened on Allvar’s arm as if to emphasize the point.The stocky man let out an exasperated sigh but said nothing. "Not my problem," he muttered under his breath, though his eyes flicked to
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295“Careful,” the tall man said mockingly, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “Don’t want him bleeding out before Tobias sees him.”Weston chuckled, shaking Allvar’s limp arm. “Bleeding out?” he scoffed. “Look at him. He’s practically swimming in his own blood already. Tobias’ll think we hit a slaughterhouse on the way.”Allvar could barely make out their words through the haze of pain, his vision blurring in and out. His muscles trembled, but he held on, fighting against the darkness threatening to swallow him whole. He clenched his teeth and managed to grunt, though his words came out in a painful rasp. “You… won’t win,” he hissed, barely audible, but enough to taunt them.The tall man stopped in his tracks, turning to lean down toward Allvar. He moved slowly, his breath hot and foul against Allvar’s ear as he whispered. “Win?” The man’s voice was thick with amusement. “Oh, Allvar, we already have. You’re just too stubborn to admit it.”Weston snorted behind him, clearly enjoying the
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294The sound of heavy boots brought Allvar back from the brink of unconsciousness. His body felt like it was being torn apart, each movement sending fresh waves of agony through his limbs. His skin was slick with sweat, his breath ragged and shallow. He stirred slightly, barely able to move, and his surroundings swam in and out of focus.The storage closet was still cloaked in darkness, a suffocating void of silence and pain. Allvar tried to push himself up, but his strength failed him. His head was pounding, and his body was weak from the beating he had taken earlier. He could hear the footsteps now, their rhythm echoing through the narrow space. The voices outside were unmistakably closer, too close.“Check that door again,” barked one of the men, his voice sharp with authority.“All right, all right,” came the response, gruff and impatient. “You checked it five minutes ago, Holt. He’s not Houdini. He’s not gonna vanish into thin air.”“You checked it, but you didn’t check it right
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293Desperation coursed through him, pushing him forward once more, despite the pain, despite the blood dripping down his side. Every movement burned, but stopping wasn’t an option. His breaths came short and fast, his chest heaving with the effort.“It’s not… it’s not far…” Allvar rasped, though he knew he was lying to himself. His body was failing him, and he could feel it. He was slowing down, his legs refusing to carry him any further. Every step felt like an eternity, his boots dragging against the uneven pavement.A voice in his head screamed at him to stop, to rest, to let the pain win. But he shook his head violently, gritting his teeth. "No… not yet," he hissed, his voice barely audible over the pounding of his heart in his ears.The narrow alley stretched endlessly ahead of him, the shadows swallowing the dim light of the flickering streetlamps. The air smelled of damp concrete and rot, and the walls seemed to close in tighter with every step he took.“Where is it?” he mutte
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292Allvar’s legs screamed in agony as he forced himself to move, each step like a hot iron being driven into his muscles. The bleeding from the stab wound in his side had slowed to a steady trickle, but the pain was unbearable, gnawing at him with every breath. He could feel the blood soaking into his shirt, warm and sticky, as it ran down his torso.He had to keep going.“Move, damn it,” he muttered under his breath, gritting his teeth. “Just one more step. One more…”But his body wasn’t listening. Each movement felt heavier, slower. Tobias’s men were closing in, their footsteps echoing through the narrow alleyways like death’s march. He couldn’t afford to stop, couldn’t let them get close enough to see the blood. If they saw it, they’d know how weak he was.Allvar glanced over his shoulder, his eyes scanning the darkened streets. “Where the hell are they?” he whispered, his voice trembling. The night was too quiet. He could hear his own heart pounding, erratic and loud, in his ears
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291“They’re getting closer,” Allvar repeated, his voice laced with desperation as he stumbled forward, his gaze darting over his shoulder. The faint echo of footsteps reverberated in the cold night air, sending a shiver down his spine. His stomach churned as the realization hit him—Tobias’s men were closing in, and his options were running out.“This can’t be it,” he muttered under his breath, his jaw tightening. “I can’t let him win. Not like this.”The sound of footsteps grew louder, more distinct. Allvar’s eyes darted to the left, then the right, scanning the maze of narrow alleyways and shadowed buildings. Every pathway seemed to stretch into endless darkness, and every corner felt like a potential ambush. He forced himself to make a choice, lunging toward a dimly lit alley to his left.“You’re wasting time,” he hissed to himself. “Move, Allvar. Move!”His boots pounded against the uneven ground as he sprinted forward, his breaths ragged and sharp in the icy air. His heart hammer
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290The men scrambled to comply, their fear propelling them into action. But Tobias wasn’t finished. His eyes locked onto one of them, the closest to him, as he advanced slowly, his footsteps deliberate and menacing.“You,” Tobias spat, his voice like ice. “You were supposed to keep him contained. What the hell happened?”The man’s breath hitched as he swallowed hard, eyes darting nervously. “I—I’m sorry, Tobias,” he stammered, taking a hesitant step back, his body tense, as though he were anticipating the strike. “We didn’t—”Before the man could finish, Tobias’s hand shot out, the blade flashing in the low light. He didn’t hesitate. The knife buried itself deep into the man’s neck with a sickening sound, blood spraying across the floor. A gurgling sound escaped the man’s throat as he collapsed to the ground, his hands twitching desperately in his final moments.The remaining men froze, their eyes wide in horror. The air in the room thickened, filled with the scent of blood and terro
