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
As soon as Lucian and Drake got into the car, the phone started ringing again.Dana looked at Lucian through the rearview mirror; he seemed so deep in thought that he didn’t even notice the sound.Drake, sitting in the passenger seat next to Dana, searched for his phone, and checked it to find it wasn’t the source of the ringing. Sighing, he noticed Dana was still staring intently at Lucian through the mirror, and it made him frown.“Aren’t you going to drive?” he snapped, pulling her out of her daze.Dana blinked, shifting her gaze to Drake with an annoyed frown. She scoffed before turning her attention to the back seat. “Boss Lucian, aren’t you going to pick up your call? Your phone is ringing.”Lucian raised an eyebrow, finally noticing the sound coming from the phone beside him.“Someone named Beautiful is calling you,” Dana added, her voice tinged with curiosity as she watched for his reaction.“Beautiful?” Drake echoed in surprise. He turned in his seat to look at Lucian, wh
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
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