"We... We," Black stutters and subconsciously takes two steps backward, so overwhelmed by Lucian's brimming rage, which appears to be solely directed at him. "Ah!" His back prickles with horror and he breaks out in cold sweat. But recalling Lucian is waiting for his response, he gulps and takes deep breaths to calm his nerves before anxiously continuing, "We were almost reaching the gate when she suddenly dug her nails into my back and bit me on the shoulder, intending to dig her nails and teeth so deep into my body. "I couldn't stand the belly-twisting pain and instinctively pushed her away from me. I realized what I'd done a second later, and instantly tried to grab her back only for her to ruthlessly kick me in my balls as if she has been waiting for the moment. "She was too fast that I couldn't stop her and took the drastic hit and this caused me to bend and try to pacify the pain down my balls while groaning out; little did I know that she saw it as yet another opportunity and
Black is looking so pathetic as he bows and begs to be punished but surprisingly, if he had just done that or said anything, Lucian doesn't even seem to grab unto them at all as what he said before he knelt keeps resounding in his head over and over again.And after a while, he furrows his brows at Black as he asks, "Did you say she was coming for me or did you just make that up to divert my attention from your incompetence? Eh?""Hah, Young Master!" Black sucks his teeth exasperatedly. "If I made it up, why then would I still be kneeling and begging to be punished?""Are you questioning me?" Lucian snaps."No, no, Young Master, I wouldn't dare! I'm only giving an instance. You see, while Tessy was about to rush back here, she mumbled to herself that she would surely kill you once she gets here and see how you would be able to pass judgment on anyone ever again. I'm guessing that she might have recalled how powerful you are and how she would be dead meat if she dared attacked you the m
GRANOLA HEAVEN, WASHINGTON, D.C...In a luxurious glossy suite in Granola Heaven, a five-star restaurant and one of the very best in the country, Lucian and Michael are sitting relaxedly on opposite sides on large sofas, exuding elegant and majestic auras. At a sight into the extravagant suite, one would think they are having a huge feast because the four-foot-long golden table before them is covered from beginning to end with different kinds of dishes, both continental and intercontinental dishes, and wines of various ages, ranging from as far as five hundred years ago till the present.Apart from the bottle of wine which has been uncorked and served in the two glasses sitting in front of Lucian and Michael none of the other wines nor the dishes have been touched yet. And from the looks of things, they might not all be touched because they are just so much that even the sight is frightening and hair-raising.The suite is so flamboyantly glamorous and just like the name implies, it i
This is due to the fact that when he chose for him and Lucian to dine here in Granola Heaven, he had specifically done so because he wanted to flaunt the Hutton family's wealth to Lucian and show him just what the Hutton family is capable of. But from the looks of things, it appears his plan has failed miserably as Lucian doesn't take the suite seriously at all.If it was a day ago, he would have been displeased about this and the fact that Lucian wouldn't even make any comment about the suite, but he doesn't dare get up to such emotion because he knows why that is the case. After all, being the sacred Python Lord comes with so many benefits as well as trials and tribulations."You must have been in greater suites since you don't appear shocked or impressed," he manages to keep himself at bay and says curtly as he sips his wine.Lucian shrugs indifferently and says with a sneer, "You don't have to hide your displeasure from me. I know you brought me here to impress me, but it has jus
Lucian stiffens and his pulse pulsates violently. His fists subconsciously ball into fists and his jaw clenches, his muscles stretching rigorously. "W... What did you say?" He stutters, instantly losing his composure as misery clouds his countenance. "What did you just say happened to my mum, Dad? What?" His voice is suddenly hoarse and gruffy and he is seemingly running out of breath as even though he isn't racing, he is panting as if he is just about to have a panic attack.Michael lets out a helpless sigh as he retorts dejectedly, "This is the reason I initially didn't want to tell you about this despite that I told you I would when you come over until you made me swear. "I didn't want to bring you into this agony and rage I've been feeling for years now, knowing some assholes had their hands on my woman and after they have had their satisfaction, murdered her in cold blood." "I didn't want to bring you into realizing that your mum knew only suffering in the last moments of her
Michael takes a deep breath and looks at Lucian, who is doing so much to hide his emotions, for a moment and shakes his head before continuing, "Her friend, Marilyn Stone, didn't escape their clutches as well, but unlike your mum, she wasn't killed, she was only ruthlessly raped. "All this was made possible because the assholes were armed and shot the powerhouses I ordered to protect your mum before they could even act. After the footage ended, I noticed that they left their guns at the scene and left. 'Perhaps, they forgot it' I thought and was so filled with euphoria thinking they would be useful but then I remembered they wore hand gloves throughout the mission and as such, there was no how we could find their fingerprints. "However, I didn't give up and ordered my men to get the revolvers and we traced them to where they were purchased, only to see that the old man illegally selling them was already killed and his shop burnt down with him. They had purposely led us on as they kne
But to Michael's dismay, as he steps out of the suite and looks around, he sees no trace of Lucian at all. It's just as if Lucian completely vanished from the restaurant! His pupils constrict and his jaw drops. "How is that even possible?" He gasps, utterly flabbergasted. As a martial and sade artist himself, he is, of course, no ordinary man and his speed is ten times faster than the speed of the fastest man in the world so naturally it shouldn't be surprising that he finds it extremely shocking that he couldn't catch up to Lucian who had only just left the suite less than a minute ago. But that's not all. The most shocking part of it all is the fact that he had darted out at his highest speed yet he couldn't even catch a glimpse of Lucian's silhouette, let alone him. "Such speed," he inhales sharply.He has always known that Lucian has extraordinary speed, but he didn't imagine it could reach this level. Never in his life even as an artist did he imagine any mortal being could be
Meanwhile, at the end of Massachusetts Avenue, where Granola Heaven is located, a sudden violent and strong breeze blows, raising dust into the air, and the next second, Lucian's afterimage flashes, after which he appears, coming to an abrupt halt.His gaze instantly sweeps around his surrounding, taking in every bit of it. But even after looking and looking, he doesn't still realize where he is. Everything appears so foreign to his eyes.The last time this kind of a thing happened was in Aurora, two days ago. He had run only to arrive where he didn't know. He can't believe this is happening again. How would he get back if he doesn't even know where he is? His face crinkles."You seem lost," however, at this moment, an elderly woman, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, walks up to him and says whilst staring skeptically at him. "Are you?"Lucian flushes in embarrassment. How can he tell this elderly woman who just appeared from nowhere, seemingly with the intention to help him find h