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
“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