“How dare you do this at the Volkov meeting!” Denis, Yulia's father, yells at me.I laugh. “Why shouldn’t I dare? I even dare to ask you to bet your Volkov family head on my wife!”Grandma Volkov quickly intervenes, “Whatever you say, you will never have the head of Volkov while I am still alive. I will give it to Jeremy Volkov, the oldest grandson, the big brother of Yulia.”“Really?” I retort. “What wonderful news. Then why not kick Natasha out of the Volkov family since The Eden Group will join with her to conquer three cities in the next three months.”“What?” Old Maxim is shocked.“She can make her own family, while you old Volkovs can have anyone you like as your head. Just don’t beg Natasha to share the Eden Group connections later.”“Hahahaha…” A man walks in; it's Jeremy Volkov. “Do you think it’s easy to get a connection with the Eden Group? Even the Rostov family, much better than us, got kicked out. What do you think of Natasha Volkov, is she better than the Rostovs?”Yuli
I signed the contract and Sariel began to provide all the necessary details information.“We already have detail information about all the cities that could be raided for now, and which cities we should start strategically to raid to efficiently conquer everything,” Sariel explained.“Based on the agreement with the Soviet temporary government and the mercenaries, we will need to inform them before the raid, and I will do it right now. We can hope that in two to three hours all the legal documents will be done and we will announce in the news if everything is finished.”“Great,” I replied. “I will wait for the good news, just remember to list me as one of the attacker when you prepare all the necessities for the attack.”“Yes, Mrs. Alex,” Sariel answered politely to me.Natasha looked at me with shock. If she thought I was not polite to Sariel, I was barely holding back my laughter as I still tried to maintain the drama with Sariel.“Natasha, let's go to the Volkov mansion. I will mak
"Who wants to beg to you?" Denis yells arrogantly. “Get out of here.” Yet, the next three hours, his eyes are glued to the television, disbelief etched on his face as he watches the Eden Group announcement.Natasha appears on the screen with Sariel. They are live with a minister from the Soviet Union."People of the Soviet," says the Minister of Defense. "The Eden Group will officially help us in destroying all the beasts. We have agreed to give them the freedom to choose which city they want to raid, with the agreement that the government will still own 20% of it."The television announcement continues, Sariel chimes in, "We have also chosen Natasha Kingsley as the sole representative of the Eden Group. She and her husband will own 40% of the city, while the Eden Group will provide everything for the safety of the citizens and will have the other 40%. I wish, with this arrangement, everyone can be happy."People start to celebrate when a big group like Eden, which already owns their
Under the wide blue sky and the wind facing my face.“Master,” Sariel flies to my side and reports, “There is a horde of zombies attacking Greenwood City. What should we do?”Sariel's orb projects a screen showing images taken by people near the site.I know there were supposed to be zombies, but they weren’t expected to appear this soon. How could they have appeared now? I am confused.“Sariel, how many military orbs do you have?” I ask.“About ten thousand orbs.”“What about the power of the orbs?”“I have modified them to draw energy from the sun and water. They are very precious fuel and the orbs can function without any delay for recharging,” Sariel replies.“How about the connection?”“I have repurposed about ten useless satellites outside the earth for our personal use.”I am still sitting on the flying orb. “Alright, instruct all available orbs to clean up the zombie horde. But keep a thousand for me to continue to deal with the beasts in the next city.”“Understood, my king.”
At the Evening at the Volkov Family.I hate being here, but Natasha drags me along."Please, Alex, accompany me. They've been calling me nonstop for the past two weeks.""You could just block them," I say."I tried, but it didn't work. My father and mother wait for me outside our house every day. You wouldn't believe what they say to our neighbors.""What do they say?" I ask, curious."They say I'm like a peanut forgetting its shell. They claim they raised me well, but now that I'm wealthy, I've forgotten them. They spread all kinds of cruel rumors among the elite. I can't stand hearing these hurtful things anymore."I sigh, knowing that people who don't know the fact will likely believe the rumors."Will you let me do the talking?" I offer."Please," Natasha says. "I don't want to talk to them. I still feel hurt by them."Together, we step into the grand hall, the walls adorned with family portraits and antique decor.Old Maxim, the Volkov grandmother, sits regally in her chair. Deni
At night, I am with Natasha on a big road, now empty, when our car suddenly stops. Two cars in front of us brake hard, blocking our vehicle. Three people get out of the cars."Alex, Natasha, please come out. We want to talk about something," one of them says.Inside the car, I look at them. "Natasha, do you know them?""No," Natasha replies."I don't think they have good intentions. Be prepared."We both get out of our vehicle."What do you want?" Natasha asks.A man walks up from behind, accompanied by about a hundred people."Natasha, I heard that you made a contract with The Sariel from Eden Group. And your husband got included to the contract, right?" asks the arrogant man."Mikail Petrova, what do you want?" Natasha asks."You know, your grandma was supposed to let me marry you, but I don't know what happened since you married this lowly mercenary.""My marriage is my personal decision. My grandma cannot dictate it to me.""Yeah, I think so too." Mikail laughs. "I heard you refu
Exactly nine minutes after I tell them, I yell again, “Alright, guys, you can now call the Petrov family to ask them if they can continue paying the task or not. You are free to do it.”Some of them begin to call the Petrov family, but no one picks up the phone, causing confusion.“Do you not have another number for the Petrov family, like the main line or a worker there, to ask what happened to the Petrovs?”One young man raises his hand. “My girlfriend works there.”“Then call her and ask why the Petrov family isn't answering.”He calls and gets connected. “Margareta, what happened to the Petrov family?”The young man suddenly turns silent and pale, looking at all of them in horror. With a trembling voice, he says, “She said the whole Petrov family just got killed by the light from the sky.”Every mercenary looks at me.I yawn, “You know it’s already so late. I want to go home and sleep. Can someone please move the front car?”“Yes, yes, yes,” say the drivers quickly.“And please do
“Alexander Kingsley!” The judge looks down at me sternly. “Do you admit that you killed the Petrov family?”“Yes, Your Honor,” I say, my voice steady. “But it was in self-defense.”“Objection, Your Honor,” the opposing lawyer interjects. “Alexander is just a bloodthirsty killer. He could have tried to capture those who were trying to kill him. Why did he have to kill every member of the Petrov family?”“I believe, Your Honor,” I add, my voice unwavering. “I have records showing how the Petrov family threatened me and brought hundreds of mercenaries to try to kill me. Can I not protect myself?”“Objection, Your Honor! He doesn't have the right to kill anyone. This country still has laws!” The opposing lawyer’s voice rings with indignation.They put me in jail, and during the court proceedings, I can see many people who want to imprison me, and many more who want me dead.I am labeled a serial killer for allegedly killing almost twenty people that night.They broadcast my trial on telev