Entering his office, Liam’s mind is still bewildered from Dere's words. Dere's knowledge about his grandfather's death being linked to Asher had left him stunned. No one knew the truth behind that fateful night except himself and Asher. The weight of Dere's words hung heavy on Liam’s heart.As Liam struggled to process the enormity of it all, a knock at the door brought him back from his thoughts.“Knock knock.”"Come in," Liam called out calmly.The door opened, and Cynthia entered. "Mr Miller,” Cynthia said politely.Liam was surprised about her tone, this is the first time she is addressing him politely. Her expression detached. "Miss Mathhew wants to see you in her office right away."Liam looked at her eyes, sensing a hint of disdain in Cynthia's tone. He nodded, rising from his chair."Any idea what it's about?" Liam asked, curiosity sparking.Cynthia's gaze was icy. "No. Just don't keep her waiting." she said before leaving.Liam noticed a subtle jab in her words but ignored
Dere, the oldest sect leader, dialed Liam's number, his eyes burning with resentment. Liam picked up, his voice firm.Liam miller speaking.” he said“It is me, Liam,” Dere said.“Have you thought it through?” he asked.“We need you to attend the meeting . We must discuss Asher's... indiscretions."Liam's response was immediate. “I already told you my response and it still stands.”“Have a nice day.” Liam said.“The only way to avenge your grandfather is to take his title from the one who killed him.” Dere said.There was a long pause before Liam responded.“I am at work, I will call you when I clock out.” Liam said sternly and ended the call.Derek's face twisted into a scowl. "Refusing my summons? Foolish boy!" He snarled, slamming his fist on the table.immediately, Derek summoned Victor, his most trusted warrior.“Who is there?!” he roared.A young warrior entered immediately, Dere tried to keep his cool.“Call me Victor right now!” he said, the guard hurriedly left the room to fetc
*Name:* Victor (Victoria or Vicky for close ones)*Age:* 25*Appearance:* Victor stands 5'8" with an athletic build, short-cropped dark hair, and piercing emerald eyes.*Personality:*- Resourceful and intelligent- Fiercely independent- Loyal, but guards her trust- Quick-witted, with a dry sense of humor- Haunted by a troubled past*Background:*Victor grew up in a rough neighborhood, where survival depended on wit and strength. Her early life was marked by poverty, neglect, and violence. She learned self-defense and street smarts from a young age.Anthony took her in at the age of 10. After the death of Anthony, she became an orphan.Orphaned at 15, Victor turned to underground fighting to support herself. She honed her skills, earning respect and fear in the shadows.she had to disguise as a male to join the warrior academy at the age of 18.After a few years, Dere recruited her after finding out she was a girl. In exchange for keeping her secret and not throwing her out, Dere ma
Cynthia settled in her office chair, furious about the news she just heard from Jessica. She dialed Ashley’s number with mixed emotions.The phone rang twice before she picked it up. “Miss Williams, it’s Cynthia.” she said as soon as she picked up.“I have something new you need to be informed about.” she said.“which is?” she asked nonchalantly.“Mr Miller and Miss Matthew are engaged.” Cynthia paused, waiting for the dramatic effect.Ashley faked gasps and echoed the line. “what!”Cynthia filled Ashley with the details on the phone. Ashley listened intently, asking pointless questions. “Do you think it is a public stunt or arranged marriage?”Cynthia hesitated before responding. “Miss Matthew sounded genuine.”“It makes things complicated, keep an eye on their relationship, I will get back to you.” she said and hung up.She was frustrated that she could not have her way this time and decided to call her favorite person, her cousin.“hey cuz! What’s up?” Ryan said as he picked up alm
Their outfits:Jessica:- A flowy, strapless ivory gown with delicate lace trim- A matching lace veil, subtly framing her face- Understated silver earrings and a delicate necklace- Her hair styled in loose, effortless wavesLiam:- A tailored charcoal gray suit, perfectly fitted- A crisp white shirt with a subtle sheen- A slim silver tie, adding a touch of elegance- His hair styled neatly, with a hint of textureMr. Dickson guided them through the photoshoot, offering gentle directions."Lean in, Liam." he said."Jessica, smile softly." he showed her how.They looked stiff in the pictures, “what about you guys talk about things you love, or enjoy eating.” Mr Dickson said.Between shots, they began to chat casually, discussing everything from favorite foods to weekend plans.As they posed, Jessica and Liam exchanged occasional glances, their expressions relaxed."The best pizza in Appalachian is at Bella Vita," Liam said, grinning.Jessica laughed. "I'll have to try it."The tensi
Liam decided to meet Dere to talk about the Dragon Seal. As they left the photographer's studio, Liam asked Jessica for a day off.“Miss Matthew, may I take the day off?”Liam requested.Jessica's brow furrowed. “Are you okay?” She was concerned about his health.Liam nodded with a reassuring smile.”Yes, I'm fine.”Jessica hesitated, sensing something was off. She sighed before responding, “Alright, you can take the day off.”“Let's go,” she added.“I appreciate the gesture, but I'll take the bus,”Liam said dryly.Jessica felt a pang of hurt, as if Liam was pushing her away. “Okay,” she replied briefly, getting into her car without another glance.As soon as Jessica's car drove off, Liam pulled out his phone and called Dere.“Dere Maxiu speaking,” Dere answered in a mocking tone.Liam ignored the jest. “We need to talk.”Dere's tone turned sarcastic. “Do we?”Liam’s voice remained stern. “Meet me at Black Cup in twenty minutes.”He hung up before Dere could respond.Realizing his previ
Cynthia leads the man into Jessica’s office. As he entered, Jessica’s face lit up with a smile. “Arthur! what are you doing here.” she exclaimed, raising up from her chair. She was surprised to see him because they talked a few nights ago and he was still in Nigeria.“Surprise!!!” he exclaimed, spreading his arm wide. Jessica rushed around her desk, into his arms embracing him warmly. Arthur chuckled, holding her tight.Jessica pulled back, “I’ve missed you so much!, how is your grandmother?” Jessica asked.‘She is doing excellent. She sends her love.” his Nigerian accent now infused with his American drawl.“Arthur! Oh my God, it has been ages.'“ Arthur chuckled, '“ if i had known you miss me this much i would have come back earlier.“Have a seat dude, what would you like to drink or eat?” she asked.“Vodka?” he said.Jessica glared at him. “seriously?”“what?!” Arthur said. “You don't need to be all serious, we are not in a math class.” he said and they both burst into laughter.“I
Liam walked into the luxurious hotel, blending into the background. He approached the reception desk, where a polite receptionist greeted him."Welcome to the Grand Plaza Hotel, sir. How may I assist you?"Liam's deep voice was polite but understated. “I'm here to collect my key. Presidential suite.”The receptionist’s eyes scanned him before asking for his name. “Your name please.”“Liam miller.”The receptionist's eyes widened as she scanned her computer screen. Her demeanor shifted from professional to servile.“I apologize, sir. I didn't realize...You're the owner of our presidential suite.”Liam's expression remained neutral, accustomed to the reaction.”it’s fine.” he said calmly“Key, please.”The receptionist hastily handed him the key, her hands trembling slightly.“Is there anything else I can do for you, sir? Complimentary champagne or—”“No, thank you,” Liam interrupted, taking the key.With a nod, he turned toward the elevators, leaving the receptionist in awe.As Liam ent