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
Lucian arrived at his old hideout, yanking the Weepwraith out of the car and throwing her forcefully to the ground.She gasped, her expression a mix of shock and fury. “How dare you treat a woman so roughly? You’re utterly disrespectful!” she spat as she scrambled to her feet. “You’ve just signed your own death warrant. Let’s see your face when you realize you’ve kidnapped the wrong person.”Lucian scoffed, glancing around the familiar surroundings. “This place,” he began, his tone casual as he started unwrapping the bandage on his hand, “this is where I killed my first demon. Wasn’t too long ago, actually.”The Weepwraith’s eyes narrowed, her composure faltering. She hadn’t expected that.Tossing the bandage aside, Lucian clicked off the safety on his gun. “Do gunshots work on demons? Let’s find out.”The Weepwraith’s face contorted, her human guise slipping. “How did you know?” she hissed.Lucian silently raised the gun, aimed it at her head, and pulled the trigger. The bullet tore
Lucian and Leah stepped out of the marriage registry building, marriage certificates in hand. It was official—they were now legally husband and wife.Just like that, Lucian had married a woman he barely knew.‘How… interesting,’ he thought to himself as they approached the car that had brought Leah there.“So, what’s next?” Leah asked, her excitement barely contained. “We should start living together now, right? I’d like to introduce you to my family as my husband.”Lucian shook his head, his expression calm but distant. “Let’s cross that bridge after the wedding.”Her smile faltered. “Oh, the wedding…” she murmured with a slight frown. “I RSVP’d, but I wasn’t sure if I’d actually attend. Why do you seem so interested about it?”Lucian gave her a faint, enigmatic smile. “You’ll find out soon enough,” he replied, sidestepping the question.Without another word, he opened the car door for her. “We’ll be in touch,” he added smoothly, gesturing for her to get in.Leah’s smile softened as
“Boss!” Kevin’s right-hand man, Kief, burst into the office, his face tight with urgency. “Have you seen the news? The city’s buzzing—those kidnapped girls, they’ve all been freed! According to the reports, someone rescued them!”Kevin’s eyes widened in disbelief. “What? And the Brussels—have they been caught yet?” he asked, his voice tense.Kief shook his head and answered, “Not yet, boss. But it’s only a matter of time. The cops have a sketch of the suspect they’re looking for.”Kevin clenched his teeth in anger. “Damn it! And what about our asset? Has he returned?”“No, boss, he’s still out of reach. And the one who saved those girls? They’re keeping his identity under wraps—for now,” Kief replied.“Not for long,” Kevin muttered, reaching for his phone. He dialed a number and waited, tension crackling in the air. After two rings, a hushed voice answered, “Mr. Craig, can we maybe do this later? Things are happening at the precinct right now.”Kevin’s expression hardened. “I don’t c
The next morning, news reports buzzed with the story of an anonymous man who had heroically saved all the kidnapped girls, bringing them home safely.In her room, bathed in the soft morning light filtering through her curtains, Amber was on a call with Liz. She couldn’t contain her surprise. “Wait—are you serious?! You were the one who told him I was missing?”Liz responded, “I had to. You didn’t show up at school, and as usual, he came to pick you up. Your phone wasn’t reachable, and then your dad called…”“My dad called you?” Amber asked, stunned.“Yep. He sounded really worried, and that’s when I realized something was off. I’m not even sure why I thought to call Lucian. I just had this feeling he needed to know because he seemed worried too, and he seemed to care about you. It didn't even take too long, and you're already back home. He saved you.”Amber couldn’t help but giggle, shaking her head. “The moment I saw him there… I’ve never felt so relieved. And the way he just broke o
“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’
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
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 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 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