Lucian found himself reluctantly driving the unknown girl to the hospital, feeling like he had no other option. As they rode in silence, he caught her sneaking glances at him, a small smile playing on her lips.Sighing, he broke the silence. “You should call someone who can meet you at the hospital,” he suggested.The girl’s smile faded, replaced by a pout as she seemed to remember something unpleasant. “No one I know would bother to come. They’re all too busy,” she said, her voice tinged with disappointment.Lucian glanced over and saw the sadness etched on her face. He nodded slightly, deciding not to press the issue.After a moment, the girl looked back at him. “So, what’s your name, Sir? I can’t keep calling you ‘Sir.’ It feels weird,” she said with a teasing tone.“And why is that?” Lucian replied, amused. “I’m clearly older than you.”“I’ll have you know that I'm going to be twenty this year,” she announced proudly. “I’m not that young.”Lucian chuckled softly. “Maybe so, but
Amber Winchester was all Lucian could think about. She completely occupied his thoughts.He was currently in the columbarium, standing before his godfather’s urn.This was where he had intended to go before crossing paths with Amber.Truly, he had a sister.The realization hit him hard.He clearly remembered Felicia being pregnant, and now it made sense—she had given birth to a girl. Her name was Amber. The timeline matched perfectly.Unlike Jakob, who was no blood relation, Amber and Lucian shared the same father, making them true siblings.Despite the fact that she was Felicia’s daughter, Lucian felt an overwhelming urge to protect her, to be the big brother she deserved. She seemed so innocent and carefree. Also, by being close to her, he could also learn more about what was happening in the Winchester mansion and keep an eye on his father.He let out a deep breath, a small smile playing on his lips. “I have a sister, godfather. Can you believe it? I can’t. She’s carefree and re
Lucian answered the call with a frown. He waited for the voice on the other end to speak.“Hello, Master Stone, I am Titan Z,” the man introduced himself.Lucian was taken aback.He pulled the phone away from his ear for a moment, staring at the number displayed on the screen, unable to believe what he was hearing. Frowning, he brought the phone back to his ear and asked, “Is this some kind of prank call, or what?“Lucian knew exactly who Titan Z was.He was a name everyone in Metro City—and beyond—knew. The man wasn’t just wealthy; he was the world’s richest person. A powerful figure who was well-known and highly respected.There was no conceivable reason why Titan Z would be calling him. Lucian was successful in his own right, but compared to Titan Z, he was leagues apart. They existed in entirely different worlds.“No, Master Stone, this is no prank call,” the voice on the other end responded calmly. “I was your godfather’s right-hand man during his lifetime. I’m calling to cong
William ended the call, his eyes darting back and forth in confusion. If Lucian was still alive, then where was the imp?He had signed a contract with the imp so it couldn’t have just disappeared. The imp never failed to carry out an ordered, or never faltered.What went wrong this time?And if Lucian was truly attacked by the imp, then how was he still sounding like nothing happened to him?Knock, knock…A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts.His new right-hand man, James, entered. “Boss, we’ve been booked for an assignment,” James reported.“What kind?” William asked.“Kidnapping and ransom. The pay is substantial,” James replied.William nodded, giving his instructions, “Then gather the team and start planning. I’ll join you shortly.”James nodded with a bow and left the office.William exhaled shakily. Everything had been going smoothly for him. He had risen to the top, especially after news of the godfather’s death spread. As a result, he was getting more jobs than ever b
Inside the Wellington Villa. . . Jakob and his mother, Felicia were currently visiting the Wellingtons. The whole family, including them were gathered in a long table, all of them occupying the chairs surrounding it. Old Madame Isabel Wellington, the grandmother of Riya had a happy smile on her face throughout the visit, including Verna and Riya who were sitting beside Jakob, with Riya clinging to his arm. The rest of Riya’s family—her uncle, aunts, and cousins—maintained neutral expressions. Mostly the cousins were trying to prevent their jealousy from showing. One cousin, Lyra Wellington, her blonde hair framing her face and hazel eyes glinting, finally spoke up, “Isn’t it wonderful that, thanks to the death of that pauper you married, you’re now able to marry Mr. Winchester? You must feel incredibly ‘lucky,’ cousin Riya.” There was sarcasm in her voice, and Riya’s smile faltered at the jab. Jakob’s expression darkened immediately. For some reason, any mention of Lucian alway
The Wellingtons are an extensive family, made up of sons, daughters, in-laws, cousins, nieces, and nephews. However, only the most significant members of the family were seated around the long table.Among them was Tom Wellington, son of Madame Isabel, along with his only son, Charlie Wellington, and his younger sister, Narda Wellington. There had been another son, Riya’s father, but he tragically passed away in an accident years ago, even before the Old Master’s death.Charlie Wellington, now 23 years old, was the first grandson of the Wellingtons. Handsome and poised, he was often seen as the frontrunner to inherit the family business. Yet, lately, he had become unusually quiet, withdrawn even. There's something he's keeping from the family. Something they must never know about.Breaking the silence, Tom Wellington continued, “I think it would be more appropriate for either myself or Charlie to accompany Jakob Winchester for the business talks. This is a rare opportunity to sit a
“Trespassing?!” Drake shot back, disbelief lacing his voice. “How can the boss be trespassing on his own turf, you damn bastard?!”Led gave an unfazed look to Lucian, looking unimpressed.“The boss?” Led scoffed. “Lucian’s no boss of mine. And this territory is mine now! Godfather is dead, and with him gone, Vargley belongs to me, not you, Lucian,” he said, his eyes challenging Lucian.Drake wasn’t having it. “Everything godfather had is Lucian’s now. He’s the rightful boss, the one to lead us, Led. So, you better start showing some respect.”“Respect?” Led spat, his tone filled with contempt. “I have no respect to give to a mere boy who was nothing more than godfather’s errand boy, Drake? He was never meant to lead, just to follow orders. Now that the Godfather’s dead, Vargley is mine!”Drake let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head in disbelief. “Vargley, yours? Just admit it, Led—you’ve thrown in with Craig, haven’t you, you traitorous son of a bitch?! You sold out to that snake!”
Lucian vividly recalled the warning from his system.He shouldn't kill any humans.But the hatred he harbored for traitors like Led was overwhelming. Too much for him to handle.He had been trying—really trying—to keep his composure.But his rage was unbearable.He needed Led dead.The sound of Led’s groans was like sweet music to his ears, and a cruel grin spread across his face.“Your death would be a lesson to traitors like you and to everyone else who still questions who the real boss is,” Lucian said coldly.With a forceful shove, he sent Led crashing to the ground.Led cried out, his body trembling uncontrollably.“What was it you said before? Killing Godfather wasn’t an easy feat, so you owe allegiance to Craig for pulling it off…”Lucian taunted, his voice dark as he stepped closer.Led, sobbing and shaking, tried to back away. “I’m sorry. Please, just one more chance…” His plea was barely audible through his broken teeth.Lucian ignored him. “… well, killing you would be such