The first thing Dwayne did when entering the Hilton Plaza hall was scan the area for Tyler. Even though he projected his usual outward appearance of intimidation, the gangster was panicking like crazy on the inside.Did the Hilton family even realize what kind of danger they were in? The Seraphim King could wipe out their existence in an hour! Dwayne had a good business relationship with the Hiltons, and the only solution was to prevent their annihilation somehow.Dwayne and Tyler's eyes met. The gangster immediately recognized a hint of anger on his master's face. It was bad news. Chaos and destruction could ensue at any moment.Dwayne returned a pleading look that begged for mercy. Tyler exhaled a sigh and relaxed his tense muscles. He decided to let the Mosby gang handle the Hiltons right then.Before Dwayne could approach the group, the young man responded with an imperceptible shake of the head. It was a signal for the gangster not to reveal his secret identity.The other spectat
All spectators were horrified by the scene unfolding before them. Dwayne Mosby was the nightmare he was rumored to be. Not only did he cut off Boons Hilton's thumb, but right now, he was executing another barbarism on the man. He was stuffing money down Boons' throat!A pool formed under the kneeling Clyde Smith. He was not the only one to wet his pants. The innocents wondered if they were going to be next.Isabella's eyes welled with tears. She didn't want to die so young, especially in a horrible, inhuman manner. She reeled, imagining what the Mosby men would do to her."Take my hand, Bella," a voice broke through her trauma.Isabella raised her terrified face to see Tyler before her with an extended hand."Come, let's go…"The beauty looked utterly confused. In the background, Dwayne Mosby was committing the most horrifying atrocities on Boons Hilton. At the same time, hundreds of militia soldiers stood ready to butcher the victims. Amidst all that, Tyler was inviting her to leave.
"I am really confused," Isabella said as Tyler's motorbike rolled into Sterling Hill. "You brought me to the most expensive real estate in the city for a shower? Do you run a timeshare or something?"Tyler chuckled. "You want to know my secrets, right? You won't back out now?"Isabella fidgeted in the bike's passenger seat. She was well aware of Sterling Hill's elite status. Only top billionaires and well-to-do folks could afford a place there. Therefore, the young woman was taken aback when the guards let them inside without even asking for their identities. Was Tyler friendly with the security team?Sterling Hill had three tiers based on affordability. The foothills had basic homes for upper-middle-class families, and the midlands were for billionaires. Finally, the Crest Tier, which had only three majestic, priceless properties, could only be afforded by trillionaires.Therefore, Isabella was utterly puzzled when Tyler's bike ascended the hill towards the Crest Tier. The beauty ha
Isabella was so shocked that no words escaped her mouth for an entire minute. The ribbon of mystical energy that propped her up like a Barbie doll was incredibly strong and invasive, but she could perceive Tyler's signature on it—his smoldering intensity, his musky fragrance, and his warm touch.It's as if Tyler was touching her all over, but she didn't feel violated at all. It was an ethereal experience. The beauty's heart fluttered, and she felt odd between her legs."Please put me down," she pleaded. "I'm getting nauseous…"Tyler let her down on the grass slowly and carefully before retracting his mystical energy ribbons. "Now, do you believe me?" he asked with a smirk.Isabella took a deep breath, trying to internalize the revelation that the supernatural was real. "What's not to believe? You literally made me levitate in the air!"She had many questions, but the first was an adolescent one: "Can you fly?"The young man went into reflection as if browsing through his powers. "I'm
Isabella’s body collided with Tyler’s, and his powerful arms grabbed her waist. It almost knocked the wind out of her. Why did he have to be so rough?Her question was answered shortly after when the spring water bubbled all over and developed turbulence. Within a minute, the water raged. It was as if Isabella was in the middle of a whirlpool. Tyler, who stayed immovable like a rock, held onto her. He was the only anchor without whom she would be swept away.Isabella clung closer to Tyler. Her soft breasts pressed against his muscular chest, and she almost let out a groan. The beauty mounted him, wrapping her legs around his waist, the back of her thighs and buttocks resting on his powerful legs.Isabella’s heart was racing. She wound her arms around Tyler, buried her head in his chest, and listened to his heartbeat. Surprisingly, it was pretty steady.The intimacy with Isabella made something stir within Tyler. He was beginning to feel aroused, but this was not the time for such feel
Tyler returned home early in the morning to find Hugh and Ruth waiting for him outside the house. Isabella’s parents had joined them, too. In fact, a crowd had gathered outside the Grant residence, mainly including nosy neighbors. It was as if something unfortunate had happened.As Tyler and Isabella rolled into the driveway, the crowd surrounded them.“What took you so long?” Mrs. Green asked her daughter sternly, grabbing the girl by her arm. “Where were you last night?”“Tyler, tell me what’s going on?” Ruth asked her son. “We’ve been calling you both since yesterday evening, but there was no answer!”Unable to contact Tyler or Isabella, both mothers had sought the help of neighbors and others to find them. They were also about to file a missing persons report.The nosy neighbors scoffed at Tyler and Isabella and began voicing their own theories about the duo’s disappearance.“Youngsters these days! They have neither shame nor guilt!”“Anybody can guess what adventures they had aft
Tyler struggled with conflicting emotions for a few moments. Should he go out looking for Yara? Was it worth it even though she left on her own accord? The answer was a resounding yes. Tyler wasted no more time. He showered and dressed up quickly to set out in search of Yara. In those few moments, the young man tried to reason with himself. He had very exalted life goals like reaching the peak of his cultivation, becoming the strongest on earth, and ascending to the throne of the Seraphim King. It was a responsibility Butch Salvatore thrust on his shoulders. The Tyler who entered prison was a defeated nobody and would've probably withered away. Butch gave him power, purpose, and predestination. His life no longer belonged to himself and his compulsions. Therefore, individuals looked like stepping stones to him on the stairs that destiny cut out for him. Even though most human beings meant little to Tyler in the overarching scheme of things, he had a moral compass. He couldn't be in
"You!" Yara growled, gradually stepping back. "What devilry are you cooking here? Did you usurp my parents' restaurant? How dare you!" Ricardo cackled and imitated a baby crying. "Oooh… I drove the little girl to tears! Yeah, I took everything from your daddy and mommy and left them alive to give you the message. I can't believe it took you so long!" The young woman shook her head incredulously. She thought Ricardo's confrontation with Tyler had scared him straight. But the despicable villain had only changed address and built another lair elsewhere. People, regardless of the punishments they receive, don't change so easily. "Do you think you can get away with this crime? I'll make you pay!" The fat man threw up his arms sarcastically. "Oh, I am so scared of little Yara Mathews! She'll beat me up with her dainty fists and choke me into submission. My legs are trembling in fear!" Yara turned to her friend urgently. "Julia! Come with me! Let's get away from this monster! I'm sure th