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The Death Lord Is Back Chapter Eighteen
The order had barely left Micheal’s lips when chaos erupted. His men moved fast. Guns raised. Fingers tightening on triggers. But Kael moved faster. Pamela barely had time to react before she threw herself to the floor, her heartbeat thundering as she braced for the storm. The first attacker lunged and Kael barely shifted. His hand shot out—one sharp twist— CRACK! The thug’s wrist snapped at an unnatural angle, his gun clattering uselessly to the ground as he screamed. The second man had no time to react. Kael’s fingers closed around his throat. He lifted him clean off the ground—and then slammed him into the desk with such force that the wood split like paper. Pamela flinched. What the hell? Her brows knit together as she stared from the floor. The third thug managed to aim his gun, Too late. Kael’s foot shot out. A single, effortless kick. The gun flew into the air. In the same motion, Kael spun—an elbow drove into the man’s ribs. The air left his lungs in a wheezing ga
The Death Lord Is Back Chapter Nineteen
The elevator ride was suffocating, filled with the heavy stench of blood and defeat. Micheal leaned against the mirrored wall, each breath sending waves of pain through his ribs. His suit, once crisp and pristine, was now a torn mess, smeared with dirt and his own blood. His left eye was swollen shut, his lip split, and his hands trembled slightly as he wiped at the dried blood on his face.He had never suffered a loss like this before. Never been humiliated so completely. His men had been torn apart in seconds, crushed by a single man who fought with an ease that defied reason. Kael. That name alone made his insides twist with anger and fear.A soft chime echoed in the elevator as the doors slid open, revealing the long, dimly lit hallway ahead. The air was unnervingly cold, the marble floor polished to perfection, reflecting the overhead lights like glass. Every step he took sent a jolt of pain through his body, but he forced himself forward. Two men in black suits flanked him on ei
The Death Lord Is Back Chapter Twenty
Pamela jolted awake, her heart pounding in her chest. Something was wrong.Her phone vibrated relentlessly on the nightstand, the glow from the screen illuminating the dimly lit bedroom. Still groggy, she reached for it, her fingers trembling slightly as she swiped through the flood of notifications.Then she saw the headlines.“Northland Enterprises in Crisis: Stocks Plummet Overnight!”“Multiple Trade Routes Blocked—Northland’s Shipments Seized!”“Northland Systems Hacked—Millions Lost in Cyberattack!”Her stomach twisted and her eyes went wide immediately as her whole body tensed up.With every article she opened, the disaster unfolded in brutal detail. Investors were pulling out, the company’s logistics had been sabotaged, and their cybersecurity team had been completely overwhelmed.A call from her CFO popped up on the screen. Then another from the board.She barely heard them. Her ears were ringing.Everything she had spent years rebuilding was crumbling—all in a single night.H
The Death Lord Is Back Chapter Twenty One
The warehouse was still ringing from the sniper’s bullet.Marcus pressed his back against a stack of crates, breathing heavily. The shattered window above let in the cool night air, but the tension in the room made it feel suffocating.Kael, on the other hand, remained unshaken.He crouched low, eyes sharp as he scanned the direction of the shot. The broken shards of glass on the floor reflected the faint glow of city lights, but the real danger was still out there.Marcus swore under his breath. “That was so close.”Kael didn’t respond immediately. His gaze glinted upward, locking onto the distant rooftop where the glint of a rifle scope had been seconds ago. He could still feel the lingering presence of the sniper.They weren’t running. They were watching.“We’re being tested,” Kael murmured, his voice eerily calm.Marcus wiped sweat off his forehead. “Yeah? Well, I don’t like being someone’s damn practice target.”Kael tilted his head slightly, calculating. The sniper had already f
The Death Lord Is Back Chapter Twenty Two
The night air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of rain from the city below. Dream Hill stood tall above Cresmont, its winding roads lined with mansions that belonged to the wealthiest, the untouchable. And at the very peak of it all—Kael’s villa.Selene stood outside the iron gates, her patience wearing thin.She pressed the intercom button again, her finger jabbing into the metal. “I know you’re in there, Kael.”There was Silence.The security cameras above tilted slightly, their lenses focusing on her. He was watching. Of course, he was.Selene exhaled sharply. “You’re not getting rid of me this time,” she muttered.She crossed her arms, determination hardening in her chest.For weeks, she had been chasing shadows, following leads that led to dead ends and erased records. But no matter how much she dug, Kael’s name kept surfacing in places it shouldn’t.A lowly quarry worker had no business owning a villa in the most expensive district in the city.A nobody didn’t just appear in
The Death Lord Is Back Chapter Twenty Three
Pamela stood in the middle of the lit warehouse, her heartbeat pounding in her ears.The silence around her felt wrong. There were no bodyguards. No security. Just a long, empty space leading to a single chair placed in the center of the room.And in that chair, waiting for her, was Mr. Black.He sat with a calm stillness, dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit. No unnecessary movement, no wasted expression—just piercing, unreadable eyes locked onto her.Pamela had been expecting something worse. Someone larger, louder, more brutal.But this was worse.Because Mr. Black didn’t need to intimidate her.He already owned the room.Pamela lifted her chin, forcing herself to hold his gaze. “You asked for me. I’m here.” She tried her best not to sound terrified.Mr. Black smiled. Not warm. Not cold. Just… nothing.“I admire efficiency,” he said smoothly. “Which is why I’ll get to the point.”He leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on the armrests.“Leave Kael,” he said. “Cut ties
The Death Lord Is Back Chapter Twenty Four
The message came at 3:47 AM.Kael sat in his villa’s study, the faint glow from his laptop screen the only light in the room. He had been reviewing the latest reports on Deep Space’s arms operations, his mind already plotting the next strike.Then his phone vibrated once.A single encrypted message flashed onto his screen.Unknown Sender: Play it.Kael’s eyes narrowed. His fingers hovered over the keyboard for a second before clicking the attachment.The video loaded in seconds.The first thing he saw was Pamela.She was tied to a chair in the center of a faintly lit room, her wrists bound behind her back. Her head hung forward, strands of hair falling over her face. A thin trickle of blood ran down her temple, disappearing beneath her collar.Kael studied her expression.Bruised, but unbroken.Pamela lifted her head slightly, her breath unsteady. The camera tilted, revealing a tall figure standing behind her. The angle didn’t show his face, but Kael recognized the voice immediately.
The Death Lord Is Back Chapter Twenty Five
The scent of gunpowder and blood still lingered in the air as the last mercenary collapsed to the ground, motionless.Kael stood in the middle of the alley, unbothered, his gun still raised, smoke curling from the barrel. He barely spared a glance at the bodies before shifting his gaze to Selene.She was alive. Unharmed. But furious.Selene shoved past him, her breathing ragged. “What the hell was that?!”Kael arched an eyebrow, holstering his weapon. “That,” he said lazily, “was me saving your life.”Selene whirled around, her eyes blazing. “I didn’t need saving!”Kael let out a quiet chuckle. “Really? Because from where I was standing, you were about two seconds away from getting your throat cut.”Selene ignored the condescension, her fists tightening at her sides. She had spent weeks chasing ghosts, piecing together a mystery that no one wanted her to solve.And tonight, everything had snapped into place.She stared at him, hard. “You’re not leading me to the war god, are you?”Kae
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Chapter Forty
Kael stood in the dim glow of the safe house’s war room, his expression was unreadable as he watched the data unfold across multiple screens.Deep Space’s financial empire had taken a direct hit. Their offshore accounts were frozen, their black-market supply chains severed, their revenue streams obliterated.By all logic, they should have been collapsing.But instead?They were adapting.Pamela stood beside him, arms crossed, exhaustion and fury warring in her sharp gaze. “They should be on their knees,” she muttered. “Why aren’t they?”Marcus, leaning against the table with a half-empty whiskey glass in his hand, let out a dry chuckle. “Because we underestimated them.”Pamela turned, glaring. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”Kael exhaled slowly, his mind already several steps ahead.“We assumed Deep Space was just a criminal organization.” He flicked his gaze to the screens. “But criminals don’t recover from financial annihilation this fast.”Pamela’s breath hitched. “What a
Chapter Thirty Nine
Selene’s head throbbed as she stirred awake, her breath uneven. The air was cold, the kind of sterile chill that only came from places meant to keep people hidden and forgotten. She sat up slowly, ignoring the ache in her skull. The room was small—gray concrete walls, a single flickering light overhead, and a steel door with no handle from the inside. A cell. But she wasn’t restrained. Which meant whoever had taken her didn’t see her as a threat. Or worse—they wanted her to run. A chair scraped against the floor. Selene’s eyes snapped toward the figure across from her, sitting too comfortably, watching her with the kind of patience that made her skin crawl. He was older, mid-50s maybe, with sharp, predatory features. He wore a simple, unmarked suit—expensive, but nondescript. The kind of wealth that didn’t need to flaunt itself. And yet… Something about him felt off. Like he wasn’t supposed to exist. “Good,” he said, his voice calm. Even. Controlled. “You’re awake.”he sm
Chapter Thirty Eight
Kael stood in the obscurely lit warehouse, his eyes scanning the decrypted message on the tablet in front of him with a calm demeanor.The intel was clear. Precise and Final.Deep Space wasn’t waiting anymore.They had gathered every resource, every mercenary, every corrupt official willing to sell their soul. And now, they were preparing a full-scale assault to end this war. Deep space was growing bigger than expected.Kael set the tablet down, his expression was faint and unreadable.Marcus, his arm still bandaged from the last attack, leaned against the metal table. “They’re moving faster than we thought.” I heaved a deep sigh.Kael exhaled slowly. “They’re getting desperate.”Marcus gave a dry chuckle. “Yeah, well, desperate men are the ones who get the most people killed.”Kael didn’t respond. He was already planning with his eyes darted at nothing.Because if Deep Space wanted a final war?They were going to get one.——-Pamela on the other hand stormed into the warehouse, her h
Chapter Thirty seven
Selene stormed into the penthouse house, rage simmering beneath her skin. She barely waited for the door to swing shut before she tossed a thick file onto the table in front of Kael.Kael didn’t flinch. Didn’t even look at it.He sat in the worn leather chair, calmly cleaning his gun like he had all the time in the world. As if she wasn’t standing there, ready to rip the truth out of him.Selene’s chest heaved. “Say something.”Kael finally glanced up, his expression unreadable. “Good evening?”Selene saw red. “Don’t do that,” she snapped, her voice sharp. “Don’t act like this is nothing.” She shoved the file closer, her movements rigid with anger. “I know what you are.”Kael leaned back in his chair, expression impossibly calm. “That’s funny.” He tilted his head slightly. “I don’t even know what I am.”Selene froze. Just for a second.What?Kael tapped his fingers against the table. “But if you’ve figured it out, by all means, enlighten me.”Selene’s nails dug into her palms. “You’re
Chapter Thirty Six
Kael didn’t blink. Didn’t shift. Didn’t show a flicker of hesitation.“No.”Elias arched a brow, looking neither surprised nor offended. If anything, he seemed… amused.“No?” he repeated, like he was giving Kael a chance to correct himself.Kael held his gaze, voice even. “You heard me.”A long silence stretched between them. The kind that felt like a countdown.Then Elias let out a quiet chuckle, shaking his head. “Of course you’d say that.” He exhaled, hands slipping into his pockets. “You always did like making things difficult.”Kael didn’t bother responding. He was already calculating the next move. Because Elias wasn’t here to negotiate. He was here to test him.And Kael had just failed.Elias tilted his head, studying him like a puzzle that had too many missing pieces. “You don’t even know what you’re fighting, do you?”Kael’s jaw tightened. “I know enough.”“No,” Elias said simply. “You don’t.”Then, instead of pressing the issue, he stepped back.No threats. No violence.Jus
Chapter Thirty Five
The train station was silent, save for the soft hum of flickering overhead lights. Kael stood still, his grip firm on his gun, though he hadn’t raised it yet.Because he knew this man.The figure stepped forward, the dim glow finally illuminating his face.Kael’s jaw tightened.Elias.For a long moment, neither of them spoke.Kael had seen a lot of ghosts in his lifetime. But this one?This one was supposed to be buried.Elias tilted his head, watching Kael with an unsettling calm amusement.“Well,” Elias murmured, his voice smooth, familiar—too familiar. “I was wondering how long it would take before we had this little reunion.”Kael’s eyes darkened. “You’re dead.”Elias smirked. “I was.”Kael said nothing, but his mind was already moving.This wasn’t just about survival.This was about the past finally catching up to him.And Elias?Elias was proof that Kael had never actually escaped it even as he went on being the quarry ruler.Elias took another slow step forward, hands casually
Chapter Thirty Four
Pamela adjusted the cuffs of her blazer as she stepped out of the car, her heels clicking sharply against the pavement. The towering Northland headquarters loomed above her, its sleek glass reflecting the storm-heavy sky.Everything about this felt wrong and she knew it for sure.The emergency board meeting had been called too suddenly, and the urgency in Harold Kensington’s email was forced. It screamed of desperation, of something more than just business.And yet, she had no choice but to walk into it.She wasn’t about to let those cowards hand over Northland without a fight.She exhaled, straightening her posture.If this was a trap—She wasn’t going down quietly.Inside, the boardroom was already filled. Harold sat at the far end, his hands folded neatly over a thick folder. The other board members sat stiffly, their expressions betraying the unease simmering beneath the surface.Pamela strode inside, her voice sharp. “If this is another attempt to strong-arm me into surrendering
Chapter Thirty Three
Pamela sat at the head of the Northland Enterprises boardroom, her hands clasped tightly in front of her as she surveyed the room after the whole drama that happened last night.Every single executive seated across from her looked tense. Some avoided her gaze, others wore thinly veiled expressions of guilt.She already knew.Something was wrong.Harold Kensington, one of the senior board members, cleared his throat. “Pamela, we called this meeting to discuss the future of Northland Enterprises.”Pamela’s jaw tightened. “Go on.” Harold glanced at the others before delivering the betrayal.“The board has decided that the best course of action is to accept Deep Space Group’s acquisition offer.”The words hit like a slap and disappointment and shock covered her face.Pamela froze, her grip on the chair tightening. “Excuse me?”Harold shifted in his seat but held his ground. “Deep Space controls too much of the market now. We’ve lost crucial trade routes, our investors are panicking, and
Chapter Thirty Two
Kael stood in the center of the ruined black site, and as his stared, his decision was made. Nikolai watched him and his expression was blank. But behind those sharp eyes, Kael could see it—disappointment. “You’re making a mistake,” Nikolai said smoothly, as if he wasn’t standing among the wreckage Kael had left behind. Kael didn’t flinch. “I don’t take advice from dead men.” He spat. Nikolai chuckled, shaking his head. “You always were stubborn.” He took a slow step forward, lowering his voice. “You think you’re protecting them by walking away? By choosing Pamela and Selene over the truth?” He leaned in slightly. “Deep Space isn’t the end of this war, Kael. They’re just the beginning.” Kael’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t answer. Nikolai sighed, exhaling as if the weight of the situation was suddenly tiring. “Fine. Walk away. But when this war burns everything you love to the ground, just remember—I tried to help you.” Kael’s fingers twitched slightly at his side. Not from hes
