The room fell into an eerie silence, the earlier chatter and laughter evaporating like smoke. All eyes were on Abdelkarim, who stood tall with the gun firmly in his grasp. Even the rugged man who had slapped him seemed caught off guard, his eyes widening in a mix of disbelief and anger.Benjamin, who had been calmly observing moments earlier, straightened in his seat, his sharp gaze narrowing as he assessed the situation. He hadn't anticipated this escalation, and for a fleeting moment, his surprise flickered across his face. Cipherella, sitting beside him, froze, her lips parting slightly as her eyes darted between Abdelkarim and the scarred man.The tension was palpable. The rugged man pushed his chair back slightly, his hands clenching into fists as if ready to retaliate. His companions, who had been laughing moments ago, now looked uneasy, their confidence shaken."You think this is funny?" Abdelkarim said, his voice steady, but the undercurrent of anger was unmistakable. He point
The rugged man clenched his fists, his pride warring with his fear. “You can’t be serious,” he hissed, his voice barely above a whisper.Abdelkarim cocked the gun audibly, tilting his head. “Do I look like I’m joking?”Reluctantly, the rugged man lowered himself to his knees, the humiliation evident on his face. His companions followed suit, each moving with visible hesitation. The restaurant’s patrons and staff watched in stunned silence, their eyes wide as they bore witness to the surreal scene.One of the men reached for Abdelkarim’s shoe, his hand shaking as he wiped at it with his sleeve. Abdelkarim smirked, glancing down at their feeble attempts. “Pathetic,” he muttered. “Put some effort into it.”As the men continued their reluctant task, Abdelkarim’s tone turned colder. “Now, let’s add some respect to the mix. Each of you will address me properly while you’re down there.”The rugged man looked up, his face twisted with fury and shame. “What do you mean?”Abdelkarim leaned in s
It was around seven o'clock pm at Elysian University. The night had a festive air, with students enjoying themselves all around. Meanwhile, as the students enjoyed themselves, in the quiet Elysian library sat Benjamin Hayes, a young student with a book in his hands, deeply engrossed in reading. Despite his handsome appearance, Benjamin's clothes could tell from a first glance that he was poor. The truth is the 24 yr old student was an average student, juggling various jobs to make ends meet. At times, he would run errands for wealthier students just to earn a few extra bucks, and this made him one of the most looked-down-on students on campus. Suddenly, a loud noise echoed through the campus, shattering Benjamin's peaceful reading. He closed his book with a frown and rose from his seat. Since the library was on an upper floor, he approached the glass window to see what the commotion was about. "Huh!"The sight that met his eyes was astonishing. More than a hundred college students h
Seeing Benjamin kicking Maverick, a group of students loyal to Maverick, quickly rushed forward and held Benjamin forcefully pulling him away.Benjamin, still struggling to break free and continue hitting Maverick yelled, "Leave me, leave me!" But his protests fell on deaf ears as they held him in a firm grip.A few students from Benjamin's department observed the spectacle, shaking their heads in dismay. One remarked, "So, this useless guy is back to cause trouble?"Another inquired, "Do you know him?""Of course. He's a popular broke guy, poor as a church rat," came the reply.Laughter rippled through the group. "I've seen people become popular for being rich, but never for being broke," one of them said. "Haha, Benjamin isn't just broke; he's the epitome of poverty. Utterly useless and frankly, quite repulsive," another chimed in, disdain evident in his tone."He's pushed it this time. Hitting Maverick? He won't get away with it," predicted another."Indeed. I bet he'll be left in
Dorothy frowned, about to reply, but her words were cut short by Maverick's interruption. He slung an arm around her neck, planting a kiss on her cheeks. "Don't worry about talking too much Dorothy. Let me handle this," he assured.Dorothy smiled in agreement, nodding. Maverick took a step forward, addressing Benjamin sharply. "Benjamin Hayes, I didn't catch what you said. Repeat it."Benjamin's lips curled into a sneer. "Ask her then. I don't have time to repeat myself." A brief furrow of Maverick's brow revealed his irritation. "Fine, forget it. You want your $1000 back that you lent her?""You heard it clearly, so why are you asking again?" Benjamin retorted, his tone laced with impatience.Maverick's patience was waning, but he maintained his composure. "You claim she owes you. First of all, are you a loan officer? Secondly do you have any evidence to prove that Dorothy owes you?""Mind your own business. Who are you, and what do you know? Where were you when she asked for the m
As Benjamin left, Maverick turned to the gathered students with a triumphant grin on his face. "Y'all, thank you for being here. Don't worry, just give me a total headcount, and I'll have some delicious food delivered from our hotel right here for you tonight. Let's make sure you all have a great time."The crowd erupted into applause, impressed by Maverick's generous offer."You're amazing, Maverick! "Wow, this is so generous of you!""I can't believe he's doing this for us. What a guy!"Maverick basked in the praise, his chest swelling with pride. He turned to Dorothy, his tone filled with confidence. "My car is parked outside. Let's go have the best dish tonight at my dad's top-notch hotel." Dorothy's eyes sparkled with delight. "Okay, okay."After Maverick gathered the total number of those he was going to send the food to, he and Dorothy made their exit. Meanwhile, Benjamin trudged back to his dorm, his face etched with sorrow. Getting inside, he saw no one there including his
The words hit Benjamin like a tidal wave, leaving him stunned and breathless. His classmates' jeers only added salt to the wound."Expelled? Good riddance!"Maybe now he'll learn some manners."Desperation etched across Benjamin's face, he implored, "Please, Mrs. Ann, I understand I was late, but we have a test coming up. If I miss this class, I'll fail."But Mrs. Ann remained unmoved, her expression stern. "I've made my decision, Benjamin. You've disrupted this class enough.""Mrs. Ann, please, I beg you. I can't afford to fail this test. I'll do anything to make up for being late."Mrs. Ann's stern demeanor remained unchanged. "Your actions have consequences, Benjamin. I've made my decision."His voice trembling, Benjamin continued, "I promise I'll never be late again. Just give me this chance, please."But Mrs. Ann's expression remained resolute. "Leave this class, Benjamin."Seeing his pleas fall on deaf ears, Benjamin's desperation surged. "Please, Madam Ann, I'll do anything. I'
The man who was driving was shocked. "Madam, why send him home? He looks just hungry; that's why. Splashing some water on him to regain his consciousness and getting him some $100 cash as an apology will solve the problem. Have you forgotten we are searching for the most important thing in your...""Shut up!" The woman yelled. "Are you trying to tell me what to do by disobeying the order I've given you?"The man shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, madam; I didn't mean to imply that. I was only telling you that all the efforts will be in vain if we leave what we are searching to focus on this.""Yes, just do what I've ordered; that's it." She looked at the two guards. "Are you still standing there?" she asked.They quickly picked Benjamin up and placed him in the car. The woman then sat inside, and the man also started the car, reversed and drove off.The bodyguards also got into the car behind it and trailed the Porsche.Half an hour later, they arrived at a grand estate. The guards
The rugged man clenched his fists, his pride warring with his fear. “You can’t be serious,” he hissed, his voice barely above a whisper.Abdelkarim cocked the gun audibly, tilting his head. “Do I look like I’m joking?”Reluctantly, the rugged man lowered himself to his knees, the humiliation evident on his face. His companions followed suit, each moving with visible hesitation. The restaurant’s patrons and staff watched in stunned silence, their eyes wide as they bore witness to the surreal scene.One of the men reached for Abdelkarim’s shoe, his hand shaking as he wiped at it with his sleeve. Abdelkarim smirked, glancing down at their feeble attempts. “Pathetic,” he muttered. “Put some effort into it.”As the men continued their reluctant task, Abdelkarim’s tone turned colder. “Now, let’s add some respect to the mix. Each of you will address me properly while you’re down there.”The rugged man looked up, his face twisted with fury and shame. “What do you mean?”Abdelkarim leaned in s
The room fell into an eerie silence, the earlier chatter and laughter evaporating like smoke. All eyes were on Abdelkarim, who stood tall with the gun firmly in his grasp. Even the rugged man who had slapped him seemed caught off guard, his eyes widening in a mix of disbelief and anger.Benjamin, who had been calmly observing moments earlier, straightened in his seat, his sharp gaze narrowing as he assessed the situation. He hadn't anticipated this escalation, and for a fleeting moment, his surprise flickered across his face. Cipherella, sitting beside him, froze, her lips parting slightly as her eyes darted between Abdelkarim and the scarred man.The tension was palpable. The rugged man pushed his chair back slightly, his hands clenching into fists as if ready to retaliate. His companions, who had been laughing moments ago, now looked uneasy, their confidence shaken."You think this is funny?" Abdelkarim said, his voice steady, but the undercurrent of anger was unmistakable. He point
The room went tense as Abdelkarim froze, his gaze darting nervously to the man’s threatening expression. Around them, a few other patrons glanced over.Cipherella’s delicate brows furrowed with concern as she leaned closer to Benjamin, her voice barely above a whisper. "Master, they’re trying to bully him," she said, her eyes darting between Abdelkarim and the rugged man.Benjamin didn’t respond immediately. His sharp gaze remained fixed on the scene, observing every detail—the posture of the men, Abdelkarim’s unease, and the simmering tension in the air. Finally, he nodded slowly and said, "Let’s just watch for now.”"But Master—" Cipherella started, her worry evident."Relax," Benjamin interrupted gently, his tone calm but firm. "Let’s see how he handles himself first. If things go too far, I’ll step in."Cipherella hesitated, but she trusted Benjamin’s judgment. She bit her lip and stayed quiet, her hands clasped tightly in her lap as her eyes returned to Abdelkarim.Meanwhile, Abd
As they entered, Benjamin's gaze swept over the bustling interior of the establishment. The atmosphere was thick with chatter, clinking glasses, and faint music playing in the background. At one side of the room, a group of rugged-looking men occupied a long table. They were loud, drinking and eating heartily, with wisps of smoke curling from the cigarettes and cigars they casually puffed.Their appearances were striking—some had jagged scars running across their cheeks.Others had scarves tied around their heads, their expressions hard and uninviting, with sharp eyes that scanned the room like predators on the lookout. A few wore leather jackets with frayed edges, while others had rugged shirts and boots.Benjamin took note but didn’t linger on them. Instead, he calmly made his way to an unoccupied corner on the other side of the room. He settled into a chair with an air of quiet authority, his face betraying no hint of concern. Cipherella followed closely, her gaze flickering brief
Benjamin settled back onto the couch, gesturing for Cipherella to sit. She listened intently as he recounted the night's events."Cipherella," he began, "I met Abdelkarim yesterday. His boss wasn’t exactly treating him right, and he seemed ready for a change."Abdelkarim shifted uneasily, but Benjamin continued. "We ended up being followed by three of Darnell's men. They tried to corner us, but I convinced them to switch sides and work for me. Abdelkarim here was part of that, and he’s proven he’s willing to take on something bigger.”Cipherella raised an eyebrow, intrigued but cautious. “And they just… agreed? Just like that?”Benjamin nodded, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "Sometimes all it takes is to show someone what they’re worth. They’d been risking their lives for scraps. Now, they have a reason to be loyal." He glanced at Abdelkarim, who looked both grateful and a little overwhelmed.Cipherella sighed, finally relaxing a bit. “If you trust him, Master, then that’s enough
The men exchanged nervous glances, doubling down on their story despite Darnell's threat. The first man cleared his throat, attempting to sound confident. "Boss, like we said, it was just a routine check. We saw the car following and thought it could be a minor threat, so we stopped to make sure it wasn’t an issue. But they turned around as soon as we approached."The second man nodded quickly. "Exactly, boss. We didn’t think it was worth disturbing you for something so small, figured we could handle it ourselves.”Darnell's gaze remained icy, not buying the excuses. His eyes bored into each one of them, but they held firm, each nodding in agreement, sticking to their story. "We were just looking out for you, boss," the third one added, trying to muster confidence. "Didn’t want to waste your time.”Darnell narrowed his eyes at them one last time, as if weighing the truth of their story. Finally, with a wave of his hand, he dismissed the tension. “Fine,” he said sharply. “Get back in
The men climbed out of their cars and walked over to Darnell’s vehicle, where he stood waiting, his expression already dark with suspicion. As they approached, he wasted no time.“What’s wrong?” Darnell’s voice cut through the silence, his gaze sharp and unyielding. “Where’s the last car?”The men looked at each other, shifting uncomfortably, clearly at a loss. Finally, one of them spoke up. “We...we don’t know, boss. One minute, they were right behind us, and the next...they weren’t.”Darnell’s jaw tightened. “I don’t want excuses. Give me an answer.”They fumbled for words, but all they could offer was a helpless shrug. Frustrated, Darnell took a deep breath and crossed his arms. “Fine. Who was in the last car? Give me their names. Now.”The men stammered for a moment, then rattled off the names of the three who had been in the missing car, exchanging nervous glances as they waited for Darnell's reaction.Darnell narrowed his eyes, his impatience evident. “Call them. Now,” he ordere
As the men disappeared down the road, Abdelkarim turned to Benjamin, a worried crease on his brow. "Do you trust them? What if they tell their boss everything?"Benjamin's expression was unwavering. "They won’t."Abdelkarim’s eyebrows rose, disbelief flickering in his gaze. "How do you know?"Benjamin smirked, a trace of confidence in his eyes. "Because I gave them something Darnell never has: respect. They’ve been doing his dirty work for scraps. Darnell treats them as disposable. But me? I just paid them a month’s worth in minutes and offered them a way out. Right now, loyalty is cheap—but it’s the one thing Darnell can't buy.”Abdelkarim nodded slowly, his gaze steadying with newfound determination. “I’m ready to work for you, Benjamin,” he said with a slight smile. “But... tonight, I don’t have anywhere to stay. I might just end up sleeping in the car.”Benjamin’s expression softened. “Don’t worry about that. You’ll stay with me,” he replied. “As long as you’re willing to follow m
Benjamin looked at them intently. “How much do you want to be paid?” he asked, his voice calm but commanding.The men glanced at each other, hesitating for a moment. Finally, one spoke up, “Every month… pay us double what Darnell does.”The other nodded, adding quickly, “Yeah. 2000 dollars each.”Benjamin smirked, a glint of amusement in his eyes. He had expected them to ask for something outrageous—10,000, even 50,000 dollars a month. Instead, they only wanted a mere double of what Darnell paid them. To someone like him, 2000 dollars was nothing, even if he had to pay them that amount daily.“Deal,” he said without hesitation, nodding once.They stared at him, dumbfounded. “Wait… deal? Just like that?” one of them asked, disbelief evident in his voice.Benjamin shrugged. “2000 dollars a month is nothing to me if you’re loyal and good at what you do.”They exchanged glances, still stunned by his response. "You... you really mean that?" one of them asked, sounding almost hopeful.Benja