“Whoa,” Jace exclaimed, his amusement evident. “Why don’t I feel shocked? To be honest, I’ve always thought that bastard was a bit off. But don’t worry, boss; I’m at your service,” he added with a playful smirk before strolling out of the office. As soon as Jace left, Drake turned to Lucian, his expression a blend of curiosity and disbelief. “What was that all about? How come you didn’t fill me in on such a huge information? When did you find out about this?” Lucian took a moment, letting a stream of smoke escape from his nostrils before responding. “I’ve known for a while, but honestly, it doesn’t matter,” he replied casually. Drake nodded slowly, still feeling the irritation simmering beneath his surface. “But why did you decide to tell him? That unstable entity!” he shot back, frustration creeping into his voice. Lucian was busy marking off names on a list as he answered, “Watch your tone, Drake,” he said, casting a sidelong glance at him as he placed the cigarette back in
The afternoon sun had climbed high, and Lucian found himself glancing at his wristwatch for what felt like the hundredth time. It was past the usual hour for picking Amber up from school, yet he was still waiting for her call—a call she always made to let him know she was done for the day.He waited, but the call never came, which struck him as odd.“Maybe she wants me to just go to her…” he thought, forcing a small smile. “She probably thinks our relationship has gone to the point where I should know to pick her up from school without needing a call. She’s… certainly grown accustomed to me being her personal chauffeur.”Sighing, he stood up, deciding it was best to head over to the school himself. The last thing he wanted was to let his little sister down.Pulling up at the school, Lucian stepped out of the car and scanned the area for Amber. Instead, he spotted her friend, Liz, rushing toward him.She had a worried look on her face."Mr. Lucian, what are you doing here? Did Amber ca
GANG HIDEOUTLucian remained in his office, scrolling through his phone. Every headline, every social media feed, seemed fixated with news of the upcoming wedding between the Winchesters and the Wellingtons.‘That money-grubbing mother-in-law must be over the moon,’ he thought wryly, shaking his head before setting his phone down on the desk.Leaning back in his chair, he stared at the ceiling, frustration building. ‘I have to bring William Craig down—and fast. The clients he stole from Godfather seem to love whatever he’s offering… but what exactly is it? William killed Godfather with a demon, eliminated every rival who stood in his way, and even attempted to use that same demon on me, meaning he has access to them. But how? Could he actually be a demon himself?’ Lucian pondered.Grimacing, Lucian poured himself a glass of scotch and took a long gulp.Just as he reached for his phone to call Jace, it buzzed with an unknown number on the screen.Curious, he answered, “Hello?”“Is this
Lucian lit a cigarette, inhaling deeply as he tried to steady his nerves. He paced back and forth in his office, mind racing as he awaited an update from Drake. He needed to find his sister, and time felt agonizingly slow.Frustrated, he moved to the window, resting his arms on the rail as he stared out at the row of dilapidated buildings, the air thick with the smoke he exhaled through his nose and mouth. He felt restless. Where is Amber? She must be terrified right now. And what is my father doing to find her?His phone suddenly rang, snapping him from his thoughts. He quickly pulled it from his leather coat. Drake was calling.He moved away from the window, answering immediately, “Did you find anything?”“Yes, we located an old CCTV camera in the area. We found someone able to connect it, and he’s working on it now… it’s ready,” Drake reported, then instructed the technician, “You can leave it to us now. We’re heading over, boss.”Lucian nodded and ended the call.He sat on his ch
Lucian walked toward the junkyard worker, who noticed him approaching and stepped forward, asking politely, “Can I help you with anything, Sir?” Lucian’s lips curled into a forced smile as he nodded. “Yeah.” Without warning, he launched a brutal punch that sent the man sprawling through the air. The worker collided with one of the nearby cars, his body crashing into it before he crumpled to the ground, unconscious and bleeding. “Damn,” Jace remarked, eyes wide with admiration. “I’ll never get used to how strong the boss is. I love it,” he added, mimicking the punch with a clenched fist. Drake, however, just scoffed, shaking his head in disbelief. Lucian entered the small building Ron had just exited. Inside, the room appeared plain—nothing seemed out of the ordinary at first glance. He shook his head, as he kept looking around. For someone who had been in the gang for so long, he knew there were things beyond what the eyes meet. Drake and Jace followed him in, their eyes swee
Lucian flexed his hands, feeling the pulse of his strength coursing through him while staring intently at the eyes of the Fiend.“You’re no match for me,” the Fiend’s voice was smooth, almost coaxing, but there was a cruelty beneath it.Lucian kept silent, his attention fixed on the creature. He couldn’t afford any distractions—his only defense here was his enhanced strength.Hopefully, this one wouldn’t try to mess with his mind like the Imp had.The Fiend attacked him.Lucian barely had time to react, sidestepping as razor-sharp claws extended from the Fiend’s black gloves, slicing through the air, narrowly missing his shoulder. The Fiend’s movements were swift, almost too fast to track, but Lucian had trained his body to anticipate attacks. He swung back with his fist, landing a blow to the Fiend’s side. The Fiend staggered, surprise flashing in his eyes.With a growl, the Fiend dropped into a low crouch, his eyes locked on Lucian’s throat as he lunged forward. Lucian’s breath ca
Lucian thought it was over for him. He was already feeling like he was dying due to the searing pain coursing through him, and the Fiend’s cruel enjoyment only made it worse, drawing out every agonizing second.Then, out of nowhere, the girl charged forward, swinging the stick high and hard. With all her might, she brought it down onto the Fiend’s head. The sound of wood meeting skull was followed by a grunt of surprise from the demon. He staggered back, disoriented, claws retracting for a brief moment as he turned toward her in fury.“You…” the Fiend hissed, preparing to lunge at her. But before it could, Lucian mustered the last of his strength and shoved the Fiend hard, forcing it several feet back.Lucian struggled to catch his breath, glancing down to see his shirt in tatters, chest scorched and raw.The Fiend stumbled but quickly regained its footing, though the momentary distraction had given Lucian the edge he needed.Ignoring the throbbing pain, Lucian straightened, his eyes
“Can we… get married?” The girl’s voice was hesitant, but her eyes were full of hope as she gazed up at Lucian, as if she genuinely believed he might say yes.Lucian raised an eyebrow, staring at her as if she’d lost her mind. “What?” he looked around, noticing his cars parked everywhere, a few of them pulling back in. “Where did that come from?” he muttered under his breath in confusion.“I said, marry me,” she repeated, more insistent.He glanced at her. “Yeah, I heard you. But I’m not marrying you,” he replied firmly, shaking his head and began to walk away toward Jace, who was talking to one of his men.As soon as Jace saw him, he approached with a grin. “Boss…”“Why are all my cars here? From my house?” Lucian asked, his expression confused.Jace nodded in confirmation, looking at the surrounding cars as well. “Yep. How else were we supposed to get all the girls home?” he replied casually. “Just like Drake took your sister, the guys are making sure they all get back safely. Don’