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 venue hosting the auction for the commoners was none other than the living room of the West family estate. Round tables scattered throughout the room with red velvet cloth spread.Bottles of champagne for every one of the twenty tables. Approximately forty families attended the banquet, and everyone present listened attentively to the commoner woman’s song.Once the song ended, several seconds of a deafening silence followed.Like waves, the roars from the audience shook the estate. The chandelier in the ceiling trembled and dust particles floated.Applause!Applause!The man with the goatee walked up on the stage with a smile on his face. His voice filled the room. “And there you have it, folks!”Jackson stayed at the back during this time and listened to the song. When it ended, he pulled Naomi close and whispered in her ear. “She has a beautiful voice, right?”His breath tickled her, and a flush of blush reddened her cheeks.Before she could utter a word, the man with the goate
A surge of laughter made the room vibrate.Boyd West had a sour look on his face. In an annoyed tone, he uttered. “Look, kid, if you are not serious, leave!”Nonchalantly, Jackson uttered. “What are you talking about? Of course, I’m serious.”Frustrated, Boyd sighed. “Very well. Bid for one dollar, anyone else?”At that moment, the phones rang. Every family present received the same notification.Boyd West, bemused, uttered. “What’s happening?”{Don’t outbid the one-dollar amount, otherwise the Alroy family will seize your assets!}As soon as they read the message, the various families gasped.Sweat drenched their faces.With horror written all over their faces, they turned to Jackson at once, who revealed a grin. A chilly glint appeared in his eyes, which froze the blood in their veins.Not knowing what happened, Boyd asked once more. “A-Any other bids?”The deafening silence made it possible for them to hear the fast-beating hearts. Only Jackson’s heart rate was steady.When no one
Boyd West, the patriarch, and Amira gasped. Only Elisa giggled. She admired him even more.Never once did they expect someone to act so shameless against them. Vein popped on their foreheads from rage. The humiliation was too much. Amira gritted her teeth. “How dare you?”Boyd West walked towards Jackson, as if he was just about to punch him. The glare in his eyes could freeze even the most seasoned warrior.One a breath away from Jackson, he uttered from between his teeth. “You clearly go against my West family.”As a veteran negotiator, Boyd tried his best to appease Jackson, who either held immense power or he had someone’s backing. The other families denied going against him. “Did we somehow offend you?”Jackson looked at him closely, trying to figure out his train of thought.He closed the distance between them by leaning forward, close to his ear. Jackson’s voice came out, barely audible to the guests. As if he whispered, he uttered. “No, not really, but if you kick a girl out o
The old patriarch’s statement brought about a commotion.Boyd West took a step back. He never expected to hear those words. Even the patriarch felt the immensity of his words as they escaped his mouth, but he couldn’t take them back.Amira, who stood at the stage, cringed. “G-Grandfather…”The guests were unsure whether they should carry favor with the young man or keep their distance. After all, the West family wasn’t an entity they could go against.But then again, he had the backing of the Alroy family. Even though they didn’t come out and say it, they wouldn’t dare cross either Overlord. Besides their uncontrollable expressions, they remained silent and watched from the sidelines.Boyd knew something must have happened for his father to act this way. He looked towards Elisa, who became more infatuated with Jackson. He nodded to get her attention, but her focus was elsewhere.The old patriarch voiced in a domineering tone. “Don’t let me repeat myself! Do as I say!”***With the hel
A week went by, and Jackson had arranged jobs and accommodation for most of the people he rescued from the West family.A commoner amongst them was a gardener. During the waiting period, the man created a beautiful garden and even built him a kiosk with a bench and a table.It wasn’t anything fancy, but it was enough for Jackson to offer him a job, which he gladly accepted.Naomi returned to Southfield to help people get accustomed to their new lives.Alicia stayed for a little longer before taking a few people and returning to her family.Bellamy, after a week of getting away from Amira West, could finally get out of bed. He had injuries in most of his body, along with scrapes, bruises, and cuts. Not to mention a few broken bones that hadn’t healed properly because she wouldn’t take him to a doctor.He survived because the rest of the commoners cared for him during their time there. They would patch him up and keep him alive.Both Jackson and Bellamy were grateful.One girl stayed by
They must’ve watched the video from the surveillance room continuously for several hours, searching for clues. The security guards scanned the area surrounding Cloud Manor and even questioned some guests, hoping to find something useful.It was already dark outside, and the poles were the only thing illuminating the streets. As if it was a bad omen, menacing clouds obscured the moon.Although it was late, Elena and Jackson kept at it, going through the surveillance once more. The only time they stopped for a break was when a knock on the door interrupted them.With a slight irritation written all over her face, Elena mumbled. “Come in!”A security guard walked in. With audible dismay in his tone, he uttered. “Miss… W-We found something…”Elena noticed the fright in the man’s eyes. She kept her cool when she asked him. “What is it?”The security guard remained silent as if he was searching for the words, which made Elena even more anxious. “Out with it! What happened?”“Y-Yes… Someone
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