The day before, Lucian dragged himself out of bed, attempting to shake off yet another sleepless night.He dressed in his usual black clothes, complete with a black leather jacket, and then stood in front of the mirror, staring intently at his reflection—particularly his eyes.Since the previous day, his system had gone silent, and he couldn’t shake the worry that he might have lost everything. His eyes were still gold, though.Clenching his fists, he turned and drove his knuckles into the chair beside him, shattering it instantly.“Hmm,” he muttered to himself.Even during the long, restless night, his Shadow Sight had functioned flawlessly. Maybe nothing was wrong after all. Right?He let out a deep sigh before leaving his bedroom and heading to the living room.There, he found Madame Jane standing in front of the TV, her gaze fixed on the screen.He could hear the news anchor reporting on a string of recent disappearances involving young girls. He paused briefly, catching some o
One by one, everyone arrived at the new headquarters, a massive space located in a small town within Metro City. The area was swarming with thugs, all of whom obeyed Lucian’s every command without question.The building itself was enormous, designed to accommodate a large crowd. Inside the vast, empty room, Lucian sat on a wooden chair, silently smoking a cigarette. Each person who entered bowed with a mixture of respect and fear, then moved to stand quietly along the walls, waiting for the rest to arrive.Dana glanced around the room, a smile spreading across her face. “Wow, this place is huge, Boss. How did you even find it?”Lucian ignored her question, exhaling a stream of smoke.“Stupid question, Dana,” Drake muttered, sitting casually on a raised platform nearby.Dana huffed in annoyance, her eyes occasionally drifting toward Lucian. Something had been weighing on her mind, and she needed to ask. "Um, Boss Lucian, can I ask you something?"Lucian turned his gaze toward her,
‘I’m sorry, Lino, but as I've said, it’s your turn to give.’ Vivian, now awake and terrified, looked around in confusion. The room she was in was kind of dark and eery. Her eyes locked onto Kevin, recognizing him. “You… why am I here? Please, I need to go home.” In front of them, a man with long black hair sat on a throne, watching intently. He was known as Gray. “Mr. Craig, it seems this woman doesn’t trust you,” Gray said, his voice steady. “Who have you brought before me?” Kevin clutched Vivian’s hand firmly, ensuring she couldn’t escape. He hesitated before responding, “She’s important to someone who is also involved with us. His name is Lino. This woman is his wife, and she means a great deal to him. She’s also pregnant. Lino agreed to sacrifice her to ensure we achieve our goals.” “What?!” Vivian exclaimed, her confusion palpable. “Then why isn't he here?” Gray asked, his tone sharp. “He can’t be,” Kevin replied. “He’s busy. He's with the enemy and he can
“Damn it! Damn it, you worthless bastard!” Jakob roared, leaping to his feet. His white shirt was now drenched in beer, the dark stain spreading across the fabric as he glared down at it with fury.The server stumbled backward, a look of pure terror on his face. “I—I’m sorry, sir… It was an accident! Please, I didn’t mean to—” His voice quivered, and he fumbled for words, unsure how to even begin cleaning up the mess.Jakob’s icy gaze fixed on him. “You didn’t mean to?!”Slap!Jakob’s hand flew through the air, connecting with the server’s face in a violent blow that sent him reeling into the wall. The server slumped down, dazed and clutching his cheek, but Jakob wasn’t done.“You didn't mean to be careless?!” Jakob spat, his voice like acid. “Do you have any idea how much this shirt costs? It’s worth more than your pathetic life, and you’re damn well going to pay for this, you worthless trash!”He stormed forward, seizing the front of the server’s shirt and yanking him to his feet
Amber furrowed her brow, deep in thought as she tried to recall Lucian’s last name. “You know, now that I think about it, I have no clue what his last name is. I never bothered to ask, not even once. I’m drawing a complete blank.”Jakob blinked a few times, nodding slowly, though his expression was a mixture of confusion and unease.‘No, it couldn’t be that Lucian,’ he thought, scoffing at the idea. ‘Lucian’s a common enough name. What am I getting worked up over? There’s no way it’s him. Besides, that bastard’s been dead and buried. Who would’ve even cared enough to give him a proper funeral? Did he even have a family?’Jakob’s eyes darted around as his mind raced.Amber continued with a casual shrug. “Anyway, don’t sweat it. I’ll introduce you to Lucian soon enough. Once you meet him, you’ll see exactly why I’m head over heels for him.” She giggled, her mood light as she made her way toward the house.Jakob frowned at her words, staring after her.Inside the grand mansion, Amber hea
“Who’s this?” a gravelly voice asked from the other end of the line.Lucian leaned back in his chair, his gaze drifting to the notebook on his desk filled with various numbers—his godfather’s business clients.“Is this Mr. Carter Brussels?” Lucian inquired, trying to keep his tone steady.“Yes, it is. And who might you be?” Carter replied, a hint of curiosity in his voice.“I’m the new boss of the Godfather gang,” Lucian stated.“The Godfather gang? I thought my son told me that gang bit the dust with the Godfather’s death. Was he wrong?” Carter challenged, skepticism creeping into his voice.“He wasn't,” Lucian replied. “I’ve taken the reins as his successor. I’ve got a list here that marks you as one of the Godfather’s VIP clients. I’m reaching out to inform you that the Godfather gang is back in business.”“Oh, is that so? Well, I hate to burst your bubble, but it’s a bit too late for that. I’ve heard that William Craig is the new kingpin in town, and according to my son, he’s the
“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