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I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0029-Madam Nousa Has Arrived, Sir!
Meanwhile, after that day… In Galob, the most remote area of Venua. In a dark room lit only by a desk lamp, Voss sat with a tense expression. He stubbed out his cigarette in an ashtray overflowing with ash. His gaze was sharp, his jaw clenched tightly. "What do you have to report?" he asked coldly, staring at the man in front of him. The man was one of his spies, a small-framed individual with nervous steps. He bowed deeply before speaking. "Sir, the elderly have been relocated from the Atome Nursing Home to the Condano Nursing Home in Venua. It wasn’t done by the government but by a group of local men from Venua," he said, his voice trembling but striving to sound clear. Voss clenched his fist on the table. "Who are they?" "We haven’t identified them yet, Sir." Voss rose from his chair abruptly, causing the man to flinch. He strode to the large window in the room, looking out. "And Galio?" he asked without turning around. For years, Voss had entrusted the Atome Nursing Ho
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0030-...not yours, Whore!
Hammo had previously contacted Nousa, asking her to work with him again. This time, he proposed a deal: Nousa would once again become his public wife—a contract wife. The purpose was clear—to dispel the scandalous rumors that Hammo was attracted to men. In Venua, where 80% of the population still upheld conservative norms that rejected the LGBT community. Making Nousa his public wife would not only quash the rumors but also boost his popularity and garner broader support. This was not their first arrangement. Twenty-seven years ago, Nousa had been his contract wife. From that arrangement, they had three children: Darren, Biella, and Ganza. When the door to his office opened, Nousa stepped in, her presence immediately commanding attention. At fifty years old, she looked stunningly glamorous. Her gray hair cascaded gracefully over her shoulders, her skin radiant and flawless—a testament to the expensive treatments she indulged in regularly. She wore a burgund
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0031-At the Summit of Influence Event
Nousa remained silent, offering no response. Twenty-seven years ago, she had agreed to this contractual marriage for the sake of money. But now, that reason no longer held any meaning. It wasn’t money she sought anymore but the chance to be close to the children who had been kept away from her for so long. Despite her dark past, she was still a mother. At fifty years old, burdened by a lifetime of struggles, her heart yearned for nothing more than her children by her side. The door creaked open. The sound of Darren’s firm footsteps filled the room. The young man, tall and confident, carried features that seemed to perfectly blend those of both his parents. He entered to report to his father, but the moment his gaze landed on Nousa, his expression changed drastically. Darren’s eyes softened, and a warm smile spread across his face. “Mom?” Darren’s voice was filled with warmth and surprise. Nousa smiled—a small, delicate smile that held years of longing and gratitu
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0032-But...he is ZANDER!
Hammo responded with a measured smile, as though he had anticipated the question. “Of course, it’s special,” he said, casting a carefully rehearsed glance at Nousa, his expression radiating manufactured warmth. “My wife has always preferred a quieter life away from the public eye. But tonight, she decided to accompany me, and I couldn’t be more proud.” The cameras clicked furiously, capturing the seemingly affectionate moment. Nousa maintained her small, gentle smile while Hammo’s grip on her arm felt cold and controlling. “Madam Nousa, will you be accompanying Mr. Hammo at more events like this in the future?” another reporter asked. In a soft, almost whispery tone, Nousa replied, “We’ll see. I just wanted to support my husband tonight.” Hammo chuckled, his voice low but clear. “My wife always knows the right time to support me. That’s what makes her so special.” Inside the glittering ballroom, Darren’s entrance turned heads. He exuded charm and confidence, as was h
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0033-Mr. Dom, Did You Know? ...
Dom smiled broadly, glancing back and forth between Hammo and Zander before saying, "Hammo, this is Zander. He’s one of my employees at Net TV. But today, he’s helping me as a driver to bring me here.” Hammo turned his gaze to Zander, staring at him intensely before forcing a polite smile. “It's a pleasure to meet you.” Zander returned the smile and extended his hand. “Mr. Hammo, it’s an honor. I’m a big fan of yours. I’m confident you’ll be the future governor of Venua.” Hammo paused for a few seconds, realizing Zander had deliberately made the remark to mask their tense relationship in front of Dom. After a moment of thought, Hammo shook Zander’s hand with a formal smile. “Thank you for your support. I truly appreciate it.” As their handshake ended, Zander shifted his attention to Nousa, who stood beside Hammo. With a warm smile, he stepped a little closer and extended his hand toward her. “Madam Nousa,” he said warmly, “it’s a pleasure to see you’ve returned.” Nousa st
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0034-Mr. Death's Power
In Hammo’s mind, there was no reason for Dom to care about Zander or Joseph. Especially now that the Guezz family had gone bankrupt, and Zander was just a former soldier struggling to make a living. Hammo replied to Dom, “I’m not sure if this is truly a good opportunity or not,” he said, his tone laced with sarcasm. “Lately, my old friends only show up to take advantage of my position.” “Ever since I became a candidate for Venua governor, they’ve suddenly all wanted to reconnect,” Hammo continued. The remark was aimed at Zander, even though Hammo was speaking to Dom. Hammo glanced at Zander briefly, trying to provoke a reaction. But Zander only looked back at him with a calm expression, as if the veiled insult had no effect on him. Deep down, Hammo felt unsettled. However, he knew this wasn’t the time to let his emotions dictate his actions. Hammo took a deep breath. After all, this event was an important opportunity to boost his image as a gubernatorial candidate, and h
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0035-Threatening Zander
Hammo understood that securing Mr. Death’s support could be the key to cementing his position as Venua’s governor. He had already spent considerable time and resources building political alliances, but the threat from his rivals remained significant. If he could win over Mr. Death, it would guarantee an indisputable victory—or so he believed. However, Mr. Death was not someone easily approached. The man was infamous for his secrecy. No one knew what he looked like or even his real name. Those who had worked with Mr. Death knew one thing: his power did not stem from public appearances but from his ability to manipulate the world from the shadows. But the question remained: how could one reach such a man? And more importantly, what could he offer to earn the support of such a powerful and mysterious figure? Dom finally broke the silence, snapping Hammo out of his thoughts. “Perhaps,” Dom said with a faint smile. "But you know, Mr. Death only meets those he deems… valua
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0036-Governor Darlene
Hammo stood motionless, his anger and confusion blending into one overwhelming sensation. Zander remained calm, his expression unchanging, as though savoring the situation. Hammo replayed Zander’s words in his mind. Could it be true that Zander had taken someone else besides Biella? So, who? A name surfaced in his thoughts: Galio. Hammo immediately felt disbelief. Galio was his youngest brother, someone he deeply relied on to protect their family. Galio was renowned as a martial arts expert, with bodyguards trained to handle any threat. Hammo found it impossible to believe that Zander could take Galio away, let alone without significant resistance. Hamm felt his palms grow damp with sweat. Quickly, he called Tony over and whispered, “Go to Galio’s house in Atome. Check if he’s there. I want a report immediately.” Tony nodded silently and promptly left the room. Hammo refocused on Zander, searching for any subtle sign that might reveal the true meaning behind his words. B
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0077-Go Ahead
The aunts’ children quickly took over the house, as if the grand mansion was their personal playground. Lauren and Chika were busy rocking back and forth on an antique rocking chair in the living room, laughing as they pushed it so hard that it nearly tipped over. Selly casually sat at the grand piano in the corner of the room, pressing random keys without care, producing an off-key cacophony that grated on the ears. Meanwhile, the triplets—Aca, Eca, and Ica—ran through the house, opening every door they came across and barging into private rooms without the slightest hesitation. It wasn’t long before they discovered the private swimming pool in the backyard. Without a second thought, the six teenage girls jumped into the water with delight, splashing around wildly and adding to the growing chaos in the house. Darren, already at his limit, abruptly stood up, slamming his fist on the dining table so hard that the silverware rattled. "Enough!" he bellowed. But the aunts
0076-The Aunts
That night, the atmosphere in the Xanta family's dining room was filled with unspoken tension. At the long dining table, illuminated by a luxurious crystal chandelier, Madam Nousa sat at the head of the table with an air of authority, watching over her children: Darren, Ganza, and Biella. Hammo was nowhere among them—he was now imprisoned in his own body, paralyzed and in pain, unaware that his private nurse, recruited by Madam Nousa, was slowly poisoning him with a substance that would gradually destroy his organs. They had just begun their meal when suddenly, the front door swung open, followed by the sound of numerous footsteps. Three middle-aged women, each carrying large suitcases, entered the house with an air of arrogance. Alongside them were six teenage girls, all in their early teens, their eyes filled with excitement as they took in the grand interior of the Xanta estate. They were Lauren and Chika, daughters of Aunt Sauna; Selly, daughter of Aunt Wulan; and the tr
0075-I Don't Like Him
**The Next Day.** A fifty-year-old man arrived at Madam Nousa's private chamber. There were five knocks on the door. Madam Nousa, who was smoking, turned toward the door with a calm expression. She already knew who had come. Austin, a man in a formal suit with a firm posture and an unreadable face, stepped inside after locking the door behind him. Though age had crept upon him, his body remained solid and strong—a remnant of his past as a former military man. For twenty-eight years, Austin had served as the personal assistant of the Xanta family, handling all affairs and acting as Hammo’s right-hand man. However, no one knew that he was also Madam Nousa’s secret lover. Their affair had begun long before Madam Nousa married Hammo, a relationship that was nothing more than an outlet for their carnal desires. Without a word, Austin loosened his tie and walked toward her. Madam Nousa stood from her chair, inhaled her cigarette deeply, then exhaled the smoke into Austin
0074-Tomorrow...Will Get Married
One hour later, Biella returned to the Xanta family home with Zander. That night felt more ominous than usual because the moment she stepped into the main hall, she immediately saw Madam Nousa arriving with Darren and Hammo, who was seated in a wheelchair. It was Madam Nousa herself who pushed the wheelchair, her expression unreadable. Darren’s gaze instantly shifted to Biella, who stood tall beside Zander. His anger flared the moment he saw the man. With a voice full of hatred, Darren snapped, “Biella! You ungrateful child! Your father is in this condition, and all you do is spend time with that useless man? You only think about yourself!” However, Biella did not react as Darren had expected. Her face remained calm, as if his words had no effect on her. With a cold yet firm tone, Biella replied, “I’m ungrateful? Darren, have you forgotten who has been paying for all of Father’s medical expenses? If not me, then who? You?” Darren was momentarily silent, but he quickly tried to d
0073-Madam N
Meanwhile, elsewhere… After Nora's departure, Darren felt utterly devastated. Without power, money, or allies, he felt cornered. At this moment, the only person left by his side was his mother, Madam Nousa. Madam Nousa gazed at her son, who sat with his head bowed. She could see the panic in Darren’s eyes. With a gentle yet firm voice, she said, “Darren, listen to me. I will always be with you, no matter what. No matter what happens. You are my son, and I will not let you fall just like that.” Darren looked up, his eyes filled with despair. “But I’ve lost everything, Mom… I have no power, no money, no allies. I don’t even know what to do anymore…” Madam Nousa gave a small smile. “You’re wrong, my dear. You still have me. And I have more power than you can imagine.” Madam Nousa, or better known as "Madam N," was a figure both feared and respected in the underground world. After entering a contract marriage with Hammo, she built the largest prostitution empire in the world. With
0072-I Guarantee....
Biella sat in the CEO’s chair, her head lowered, her hands trembling as she read report after report filled with complaints from long-time employees of Xanta Corporation. Tears welled up in her eyes, eventually falling one by one. She couldn’t begin to imagine what her employees had endured over the past two years. Before she disappeared, the company had been running smoothly. Employees received fair benefits, opportunities for promotion were wide open, and the work environment was comfortable. But now, everything had been destroyed in the hands of Darren and Hammo. Zander, standing nearby, noticed Biella’s shoulders shaking. He knew how devastated she felt. Without a second thought, Biella stood up and threw herself into Zander’s arms. Her sobs broke against his shoulder, shaking her small, fragile body. Zander could feel Biella’s pain. His hand lifted, gently stroking her back. His anger toward Darren and Hammo burned even stronger. How could they treat this company so cruelly,
0071-At the Xanta Company
Madam Nousa stared sharply at Nora, trying to find a way to change her mind. However, Nora did not show the slightest hesitation. She stood tall, arms crossed over her chest, her eyes fixed straight on Darren, who remained silent in shock. "I've made my decision," Nora said, her voice cold and unwavering. "There’s nothing left to expect from this marriage." "Our agreement clearly stated that this marriage should be mutually beneficial. But look at your situation now, Darren. Your father failed to become governor. You're no longer the head of the Xanta family business. So tell me, what do I gain from this anymore?" Darren remained silent, his face pale and expression blank. From the beginning, he knew this marriage was nothing more than a business arrangement, but hearing Nora say it so bluntly still pierced deep. Madam Nousa glanced at her son, hoping for a reaction, but Darren simply lowered his head, as if accepting this bitter reality without resistance. "My father was suppos
0070-I Want A Divorce
A few days later, the day of the Venua governor election arrived. However, the tense political atmosphere had now shifted into a major scandal. The Xanta family’s name was once again the subject of heated discussions in the media and among the elite after shocking news about Hammo’s condition spread widely. Hammo was still lying weak in the hospital, his body paralyzed, unable to speak or move much. He was officially disqualified from the gubernatorial race. However, it was not just his physical condition that became the talk of the town—it was the reason behind his downfall. No one knew where it started, but rumors spread that Hammo had suffered severe shock after hearing the news of his same-sex lover, Voss’s, death. Darren, now the central figure of the Xanta family, felt the need to act immediately. Standing before dozens of reporters at an impromptu press conference, he firmly clarified that the rumors were untrue. "My father is not paralyzed because of the news circu
0069-Hammo Fainted!
Hammo snatched the tablet from his informant's hand with a rough motion. His sharp eyes scanned the screen, but slowly, his expression changed. His pupils widened, his mouth parted slightly, and the confidence that usually radiated from his face was now replaced by a deathly pale complexion. His body stiffened instantly. His fingers, gripping the tablet tightly, began to tremble. Across the table, Darren noticed the drastic change in his father's expression. "What happened?" The informant swallowed hard before leaning in and whispering once more into Hammo’s ear, "Mr. Voss is dead, Boss… His head was delivered to the Avoja mansion as a warning." It was as if the world had stopped spinning! The fine porcelain plates and silverware on the dining table became nothing more than silent background noise. Hammo opened his mouth, but no words came out. He tried to breathe, but his chest felt tight. Voss… dead? Impossible! It couldn’t be! "How… how did he die?" Hammo’s voice trem
