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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
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0037-Hidden Contributions
Dom noticed the expressions of shock and confusion clearly written on Hammo and Darren's faces. He also understood that Zander was not the type of person who liked to be honored in public, especially if it could draw attention to his identity. Dom quickly took action, giving a subtle glance to Governor Darlene, signaling him to clarify his statement and behave normally towards Zander. However, before Governor Darlene could respond, Zander spoke first, as if signaling to Governor Darlene to conceal his identity. "Hi, Governor Darlene. It's been a while since we last met. My father misses you," Zander said. Upon hearing this, Hammo and Darren immediately sighed in relief. They thought it made sense— it was very plausible that Governor Darlene respected Zander because of his long-standing relationship with Zander's father-Joseph Guezz. Governor Darlene, realizing his mistake, immediately understood Zander's intention. He regretted almost revealing Zander's important identity a
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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
0068-Sir, This is Urgent!
That morning, sunlight streamed through the large dining room windows of the Xanta family estate, illuminating a table filled with luxurious dishes.Zander sat calmly in one of the chairs, enjoying his breakfast without haste. Beside him, Biella, as elegant as ever, spread chocolate truffle jam on her toasted brioche, a delicacy favored by aristocrats.The silence in the room was not a comfortable one. Hammo stared at Zander with a cold, questioning expression. On the other side of the table, Darren also watched his father, seeking reassurance. Wasn’t Zander supposed to be dead? Hadn’t Voss guaranteed that Zander would be dragged to Avoja’s mansion and executed? Why was this man still sitting here so casually, as if nothing had happened?Hammo finally broke the silence, his voice sharp and filled with restrained anger. "How dare you come back to this house? Even stay the night? Do you think you own this place?"Zander set down his coffee cup with a composed movement and met Hamm
0067-Recall About 3 Years Ago
That night, at the luxurious Avoja mansion. In front of the towering gate, heavily guarded, Gamin stood tall, carrying a wooden box that felt heavier in his hands with each passing moment. His breath was steady, his eyes fixed straight ahead as a guard approached. "I have a message for Mr. Avoja," Gamin said, his voice calm yet firm. Without much hesitation, the guard opened the gate, allowing Gamin to step inside the grand mansion, dimly illuminated by soft lighting. Inside, Avoja was already seated in his chair, his sharp eyes scrutinizing Gamin’s every move as the man approached. With steady hands, Gamin placed the wooden box on the table before Avoja. In one swift, practiced motion, he opened the lid—revealing Voss’s severed head, frozen in death. The dried blood on his neck still bore the mark of a clean separation, a sign of an execution carried out without hesitation. Avoja showed no sign of shock. His gaze lingered on Voss’s head before shifting to Gamin. A heav
0066-Miracles Didn't Exist in The Underworld!
Footsteps echoed from behind. The door to the room swung open again, and three figures entered quickly. Jacky, along with two senior members of Rhett Academy, stepped inside. Their eyes immediately fell on Kai, who was still lying weakly on the floor, bound with coarse ropes. “Young Master,” Jacky said respectfully, casting a brief glance at Zander before turning his attention to Kai. “We’ll take him out for treatment.” Zander gave a slight nod, granting permission without uttering a word. The two senior members of Rhett Academy moved toward Kai, untied the ropes around his body, carefully lifted him, and carried him out. The room fell silent, with only the sound of heavy breathing and the pounding heartbeats of those kneeling before Zander echoing in the air. Zander’s gaze, as cold as ice, pierced through Gamin and Voss. He stood tall, entirely unfazed by the metallic scent of blood that saturated the atmosphere. Without much preamble, Zander spoke. His voice was low, almo
0065-He is Mr. Death
Voss held back the rage that was already blazing within him. His eyes glared at Gamin with disbelief, while his voice rang out, high-pitched and full of anger. “Gamin, what is this?! Have you lost your mind?” Voss shouted, his tone dripping with disgust. “You're actually bowing to... a YOUNG PUNK like him?!” Voss jabbed his chin in Zander's direction, his breathing heavy. Gamin furrowed his brows, his fear-filled eyes now sharpening into a glare. He strode quickly toward Voss and grabbed his collar roughly. “Listen! I know you think you’re smarter than everyone here, but this is your final warning!” Voss raised his chin defiantly. “I won’t submit, Gamin! I won’t kneel to a kid like him.” “Avoja is my boss, not Zander, and I’d rather die than give up!” Gamin’s hand flew swiftly, delivering a hard slap that echoed through the room. SLAP! Voss’s head snapped to the side. A red handprint instantly blossomed on his cheek. Before he could say a word, another slap struck the othe
0064-Forgive Me...Mr. Death
Gamin let out a low chuckle, his deep voice echoing through the room. “You’re too loyal to a man who doesn’t even care about your life.” He stepped closer to Kai, his cold eyes locked onto him. “But that doesn’t matter. In the end, I will drag Zander’s body before Avoja, whether you help me or not.” Gamin glanced at Voss, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. In Gamin’s mind, he could already envision the rewards that awaited him once this mission was completed. Avoja had promised him a fortune beyond imagination: a 10-hectare cannabis plantation ready to generate millions, and two sacks of cash. For Gamin, it wasn’t just about wealth—it was a ticket to a limitless life. “Just imagine,” Gamin muttered to himself. “A relaxed life without having to fight anymore, with that plantation making money every day. And those sacks of cash…” He chuckled. “One day's work, and I'll be a billionaire!” Voss, standing beside him, only smiled. Voss thought that without much effort
