“Who dares to be so bold as to threaten my daughter in my house?”Warren’s thunderous voice echoed throughout the estate’s garden. It carried an angry intent which penetrated the souls of those present. The impact it left scarred their hearts to the point their knees lost all strength.Even though he didn’t direct it at him, Jackson felt Warren’s anger in his core. He took in a few deep breaths to nullify effects. With one hand, he covered his eyes from the blinding lights. He noticed six shadows standing, one on each side by the three vehicles.“Mr. Alroy, please forgive us. It wasn’t our intention, but my master sent me to retrieve the pendant. She wishes to return it to its rightful owner.”Jackson gritted his teeth. He clenched his fists and voiced. “I’m the rightful owner. I don’t care who your master is, but this necklace stays with me!”“Insolent brat!”One person charged at Jackson. Even the master of the Alroy family could feel the killing intent emitting from that stranger.
With shock written all over his face and a hint of joy, Jackson mumbled. “How did they find me? I thought the world regarded me dead…”“Apparently, these girls never believed that.”Jackson pondered over it for several seconds before giving his reply to Warren. “I will meet with them when I finish dealing with other matters first.”Warren chuckled. “Certainly, I will inform them of your decision.”“Thank you for everything!”Warren waved goodbye as he exited the living room. His joyful voice reached Jackson’s ears. “Haha! Don’t mention it!”***The following morning, after staying until late, Jackson had trouble waking until he felt a tingling in the lower half of his body.Drowsy as he was with half-open eyes, he looked down. A slurping sound reached his ears. He realized what was happening and removed the sheets to see Elena sucking on him.Surprised, the girl put a little more force and accidentally scraped with a tooth, forcing a groan out of his mouth. Although he whispered, beca
Jackson and Warren walked into town. Immediately, Jackson froze in awe at the sight. It even had a port. Ships always brought in new materials and equipment. The great river next to the city is where the name came from. The merchants grew it at the banks of a river. An endless paved street stretching from one corner to the other. All kinds of shops, from boutiques to antiquity, scattered around.In Riverbank, it didn’t matter if one was poor or wealthy. Affordable prices made this city bloom to what it is today; A living organism. A significant factor played into the fact is that cars couldn’t enter. It added to the safety of the city.According to Warren, the number of residential buildings one could count on one hand, and those belonged to some extremely influential individuals in Riverbank.Warren led the way to a small antiquity shop on the south side of the city. The great river next to it brought about a sense of nostalgia for a reason he couldn’t explain. The rustic building, w
Jackson listened to what Warren told him and how fearful he was of the Hynkel family. One thing he couldn’t get his head around though, he blurted out. “What do they have to do with my mom’s necklace?”“Valid question! According to Mr. Rolland, they were the last known owners.”Jackson couldn’t wrap his head around it. “How did my mother end up with it, then?”Warren shrugged his shoulders, unable to answer his question.***A week went by uneventfully. Jackson had fully recovered and could move around freely. Within that week, he regularly visited Riverbank city and the Auction House.Whenever he got the chance, he would antagonize the young Lord from the Brown family.Because of her work schedule, Elena had little interaction with him. It saddened him he couldn’t spend more time with her, but it wasn’t up to him.He didn’t plan to go back to Southfield soon, so with the help of Warren, he purchased an old house on the outskirts of the city.It was in between the Auction House and S
A week went by. Jackson had mostly repaired his new house. Alicia and Naomi stayed with him during this time and even helped him pick up furniture.The estate Jackson purchased was an old house with an enormous garden. Of course, nothing inside had a hint of life, but he didn’t care. Step by step, he would build it into an ideal fragrant garden.With his minimum knowledge in construction, he replaced a few parts of rotten wood and fixed the roof. It was far from a habitable place, but by pouring his everything into anything he did, it slowly became something he could call home.It paled compared to the domineering estates of the Elites. If one could put the Raven estate and his next to one another, Jackson’s home was probably a quarter in size, if not less, but that wasn’t something which held him back.He was taking a break, having tea on the porch with the girls, when a car pulled over. Excited, Jackson stood up. “Myles! How did you find me?”The young man approached. He blushed the
Jackson remained still. A familiar yet distant warmth came over him. The fragrance coming from that woman’s perfume blurred his thoughts. He closed his eyes and accepted her embrace.It wasn’t a mother’s touch, but it was close enough for Jackson to succumb. At first, he thought he should be stoic and talk with her at a leveled position. He didn’t expect her to make a move like that.Even Myles appeared to be surprised by the turn of events unfolding before him. Lady Woodfield has always been stern and couldn’t care less about what was happening in the world. Yet, the moment she laid eyes on Jackson was as if her entire demeanor had changed.Soon after, she pulled back. With a glance, Myles understood he should leave the two of them alone. He turned to Jackson and smilingly walked away from the kiosk. “Later man!”Elegantly, the Lady of the Woodfield family returned to her seat. She picked up her cup and took a sip. Her gentle voice reached Jackson’s ears. “Please, have a seat.”Jacks
Jackson had veins pop on his forehead. He clenched his fists in anger as he watched the girl dragging the young man in chains. “Bitch!” He turned around and walked towards the door. Just as he was about to step outside, Alicia grabbed a hold of his hand. “What are you doing?” “Let go!” “Only if you tell me what you will do…” “Fine! I’ll go over there and smack the shit out of her!” Jackson gritted his teeth. If he put any more pressure on, he would have chipped them. Alicia felt a staggering pain in her heart, watching him go through this. She let out a sigh. Gently, she put her hand on his cheek and caressed it. “You should calm down first. If she could walk in here so brazenly, her background isn’t something you can deal with.” “But…” Naomi came and embraced him from behind. Her soft voice tickled his ears. “Alicia is right!” “… I know she’s right.” “Take a deep breath first and calm down before doing something you will regret.” As Naomi suggested, Jackson inhaled air to t
The weekend came and Jackson got ready to attend the banquet held by the West family. A sharp black suit toned his body. One could see themselves mirroring in the black glistening shoes he wore. With a cup of tea, he sat on the porch and waited for the girls to get ready. After thirty minutes, he went inside and shouted. “It’s starting soon. Are you ready?” With one voice, they responded. “Five minutes!” In a barely audible voice, he uttered. “That’s what you said thirty minutes ago…” He let out a sigh and returned to his seat on the porch. Five minutes later, he heard the clacking of heels coming down the stairs. He stood up, breathing out. “Finally!” The moment he walked inside and laid eyes on the two girls, his blood rushed to his head, making his cheeks crimson. Naomi tied her hair to a bun. She wore a long white dress, which showcased her voluptuous curves. Her neckline cheekily displayed an opening to her breasts, whereas the heels boosted her thighs, creating an illusion
The policeman grabbed Jackson’s hand. With a solemn expression, he uttered. “Please come quietly. The homeless man passed away. I have to bring you in for questioning.” The young man stood next to the policeman with his hands crossed and a grin painted on his face. He rolled his eyes and sneered. “Serves you right!” Jackson remained unfazed. He didn’t commit the crimes they suggested, but he still felt a knot in his stomach. “I’ll go with you, but none of your claims are correct.” Without a single word leaving his mouth, the policeman approached Jackson and cuffed him. He then turned to the grinning young man. “We got him, young Master Bacco.” With hurried steps, the wealthy young man closed the distance between him and the overjoyed policeman, then smacked him on the head. He leaned to his ear and whispered. “Shut up, idiot! Just take him away…” “Y-Yes sir!” Right then, Jackson’s worries were justified by that minor exchange between those two. Instead of talking his way out of
Screech! The sharp sound of the tires against the asphalt and burning rubber from the friction turned the heads of everyone present, horrifying them at the same time. Their mouths gaped when they saw a woman floating mid-air before she fell on the rough asphalt. She groaned and spewed blood, adding to the formed crimson pool. Jackson, without wasting a second, rushed to her side. “Someone call an ambulance!” He gently tacked her hair away from her face. The girl’s eyes followed his movement. Visibly frightened, she shivered. Jackson held her hand and patted her head. “It’s going to be okay.” His soothing voice brought about a calmness in her rapid heartbeat. Unable to believe their widened eyes, those present held their mouths with their trembling hands. Muffled voices of fright reached Jackson’s ears. “Hmph! What’s with the horrible acting?” Jackson turned in the voice's direction. He saw a haughty young man in a gray suit. He had just gotten off his sport’s vehicle. A gliste
After a couple of hours in the autobil, Jackson and the others arrived at the Hynkel family estate. With no gates or fences as if it invited people in, the estate welcomed its guests. Although Jackson thought it curious, he more or less understood the meaning behind it. A warlord and a nefarious one lived there. Someone must be stupid enough to infiltrate for whatever reason. The Hynkel family openly showed its might. The road ended when a paved path started, which led into the estate. A garden with abundant greenery and fragrant flowers surrounded the buildings. Different sections divided the place. The current head of the Hynkel family lived at the upper level, whereas Rosalia and her brother, as part of the branch family, lived in the lower. Men and women wearing black suits patrolled the mansion and the surrounding areas, with gun holsters strapped to their chests. It served as a warning to anyone who thought of trying anything against the family. The rest of the family live
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The noble minister gargled in a pool of his blood. He laid on his stomach, unable to turn around. His face grew pale and the light in his eyes became dim.One could say it was because of the fear he felt at when Ulrich pounded him without remorse. It took but one punch to demolish his spirit.Queen Melina stared down at him from her throne. Silence brewed for several minutes until Ulrich stood next to Jackson. Then the Rosenbaum Kingdom’s queen spoke in an utterly bitter tone. “You, the minister of this nation, betrayed our people, broke laws and murdered innocents for your greed. As queen, I dismiss you from your duties effective immediately. You are to wait in a cell until the day of your execution.”She looked around and met everyone’s eyes, making them realize how serious she was. She then stood up. Just before she left, her voice echoed throughout the throne room. “Take this scum out of my sight!”Until this happened, her people and nobles thought she was just a figurehead not to
Jackson and the queen laid on the bed. She found comfort in his embrace as she caressed his chest with her finger. It followed a circular trajectory which tickled him.The two remained quiet for several minutes.A knock on the door brought them back from their haze.They both got up and dressed. Jackson went to the door. He knocked back and Ulrich pushed it open. His voice echoed through the crack. “Young master, there’s movement in the corridor.”Jackson adjusted his shirt and walked towards the queen. “Your highness. The people I told you about earlier seem to be more active now.”The young woman smiled, buttoned her shirt and walked towards the door. She knocked twice. Her thunderous voice sent chills down Jackson’s spine. “Open the door!”Just as it opened enough for her to go through, the queen slipped outside. Soon enough, the people Jackson followed appeared in front of her. Ulrich flexed his muscles and shielded her.“Hey, Ulrich, push this thing a little more.”Ulrich stepped
He paced back and forth. Once he reached the window, he slightly pulled on the drape, looking outside. The queen’s room was about twenty meters from the ground, yet Jackson couldn’t relax. Not only did he commit a crime by entering the premises illegally, but he found his way in the bedroom of the most important person in all of Rosenbaum Kingdom. After a few deep breaths to calm his nerves, he looked at the half-naked figure of the beauty sitting seductively on the bed, waiting for him to sit beside her. Reluctantly and at a steady pace, Jackson approached the queen. She couldn’t have been over twenty-five or twenty-six years old, yet she ruled an entire nation. No matter how one would look at it, Jackson couldn’t even come close to her magnificence. Their status was too far apart. Under normal circumstances, they wouldn’t be alone in a room like this. Jackson understood this, and didn’t lose his nerve. His goal hadn’t changed. Since he got the chance to tell the queen everythi
Inches before the knife cut the woman’s throat, Rosalia blocked it with her dagger. The intensity of the two metals colliding with one another created sparks that flew in all directions.Rosalia’s reaction to his attack surprised the man in the cloak. After a brief shortness of breath, the man in the cloak regained his composure. He stared daggers at the ruby-eyed girl. “Why don’t you step aside, girl? I’ll give you a portion of the reward.”Uninterested, Rosalia jested. “Eh? Really?”With a grin on his face, the man in a cloak continued. “Yes, that’s right. Just look the other way.”With a smile painted on her face, Rosalia looked at the distressed Marcia. The woman took it as if the ruby-eyed girl would abandon her and closed her eyes, prepared to meet her fate.The man in the cloak walked past Rosalia, towards Ulrich’s wife. “Kahaha! The bounty is mine!”He raised his knife and forcefully directed it towards Marcia.Rosalia said nothing in response when she stepped in front of the
The dim flickering light just barely shone on the documents and photographs on the wall. Ulrich made out some of the pinned faces. From the corners of his eyes, he tracked Jackson’s movements.He did anything warranting attention. Instead, he took his time wandering around the cave, inspecting everything. After a while, he stood idly by with his arms crossed..Ulrich approached him and gently nudged him. “See these people? Mr. Minister is among them…”Jackson’s eyes widened. “Then, they are…”A gust of wind picked up and whistled through the cave walls.It wasn’t much of a disruption, but Jackson decided it was time to go. He got one last look at the pinned photos and left with Ulrich.The tunnel became narrow again. The path led them to a metallic gate, like the one they found before they entered. Maintenance was the only difference. It didn’t creak when Jackson pushed it.At first he flinched, thinking he would notify them of their presence. Once he saw that wasn’t the case, he sigh