2025-01-24 18:14:56Jackson's car screeched to a halt in front of Daniel's house, the tires skidding on the pavement as he slammed on the brakes. He threw open the car door, the metal creaking in protest as he slammed it shut behind him. His eyes blazed with anger, the red rims a testament to his fury.
With a fierce stride, Jackson stormed towards the house, his footsteps heavy with menace. He burst through the front door, the sound echoing through the hallway like a thunderclap. "Where are you, Daniel?" he bellowed, his voice dripping with venom as he glared around the empty room. Without waiting for a response, Jackson charged down the hallway, his anger-fueled momentum carrying him towards Daniel's room. He flung open the door, the wood creaking in protest as he strode inside. Daniel sat calmly in a chair, his eyes fixed on Jackson as he entered. Jackson's gaze locked onto him, his eyes blazing with fury. "You're going to pay for being stupid" Jackson snarled, his voice low and menacing. Jackson's fists flew towards Daniel with a fierce intensity, connecting with a sickening crunch on his face. Daniel's head snapped back, his eyes widening in shock as he stumbled backwards, his hands instinctively rising to cradle his face in pain. He struggled to regain his footing, his eyes watering from the searing agony that radiated from his cheekbone. But before he could even attempt to stand up or utter a word, Jackson's fists came crashing down again, landing a second brutal punch on Daniel's face. Daniel's body crumpled to the floor, his head spinning from the impact. He lay there, dazed and disoriented, his face throbbing with pain as he struggled to catch his breath. Jackson loomed over him, his chest heaving with rage, his eyes blazing with a fierce fury that seemed to burn brighter with every passing moment. Daniel's eyes widened in fear as he gazed up at his brother, his mind racing with confusion and alarm. He knew Jackson's reputation for ruthlessness, but he had never thought that his own brother would turn on him with such ferocity. As he struggled to stand upright, Daniel's hands trembled with fear, his eyes fixed on Jackson's furious face. He took a cautious step back, his heart pounding in his chest, as he tried to reason with his brother. "What's the matter with you?" Daniel asked, his voice shaking with fear. "I told you they would find her and bring her here," he repeated, still clutching his battered face. Jackson's expression didn't change, his eyes still blazing with anger, but Daniel detected a flicker of something else in his gaze - a hint of desperation, of obsession. It sent a chill down Daniel's spine, and he knew that he had to tread carefully to avoid triggering another explosion of violence. Jackson's face contorted with rage as he took a menacing step closer to Daniel, his fists clenched and ready to strike. But Daniel dodged just in time, and Jackson's blow missed its mark. Enraged, Jackson slammed his fist into the wall, the drywall crumbling under the impact. He spun back around to face Daniel, his eyes blazing with fury. "How could you be that stupid to go for God of War's wife as a kidney donor?" he thundered, his voice echoing off the walls as he boiled over with anger. Daniel's eyes widened in shock as he stared at Jackson, his mind reeling with the revelation. "God of War?" he repeated, his voice barely above a whisper, as he struggled to process the enormity of what Jackson had just said. His eyes darted back and forth, his face pale with fear, as he wondered how he could have been so blind. He took a step back, his hands raised in a defensive gesture, as if trying to ward off the impending storm. "How...how is that possible?" he stammered, his voice shaking with a mix of fear and confusion. Jackson's face turned purple with rage as he glared at Daniel, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity. "You idiot!" he shouted, his voice echoing off the walls. "You had to go and pick the one person who is completely off-limits! God of War's wife? Are you insane?" Daniel's eyes darted back and forth, his mind racing with the consequences of his actions. He knew that he had made a grave mistake, one that could have far-reaching and devastating consequences. Daniel's eyes widened in confusion as he shook his head. "How could that be possible?" he repeated, his voice laced with incredulity. "I was told she's the wife of nobody, that she's been abandoned by her husband for a very long time ago. It's not possible," he insisted, his brow furrowed in puzzlement. Jackson's expression turned grim as he sat down on a chair, his eyes fixed on Daniel. "Then you don't know what happened," he said, his voice low and ominous. "I just came back from God of War's headquarters," he revealed, his words sending a shiver down Daniel's spine. Jackson took a deep breath before continuing, his eyes blazing with intensity. "I was questioned about our mess-up," he explained, his voice dripping with anger. " Jackson's face twisted in anger as he glared at Daniel, his eyes blazing with frustration. "You should have let me know if you're not capable of this job," he spat, his voice venomous. "I would have done it myself," he added, his tone dripping with disdain. Daniel's eyes glazed over as he lost himself in thought, his mind reeling with the shocking revelation. He had never expected Jessica to be from a rich family, let alone be married to the infamous God of War. He wondered how she had ended up as a maid in his brother's house, her humble demeanor and kindness a far cry from the life of luxury she must have left behind. Jackson's patience was wearing thin, and he slapped Daniel on the forehead, the sudden impact snapping him back to reality. Daniel's eyes widened in shock as he stumbled backwards, his hand instinctively rising to rub the sore spot. "What's wrong with you?" Jackson demanded, his anger boiling over. "Can't you see the mess you've gotten us into? God of War's wife, Daniel! Do you have any idea what this means?" Jackson's voice dropped to a low, menacing tone as he glared at Daniel, his eyes blazing with intensity. "What the hell are you thinking?" he demanded, his words dripping with disdain. "Instead of finding solutions to the mess on the ground, how did you even get to meet Jessica?" he asked, his voice laced with a mixture of anger and curiosity. Daniel took a deep breath before speaking, his eyes darting nervously around the room as he gathered his thoughts. "She...she was a maid in Reginald's house," he explained, his voice hesitant. "She was working there with his daughter, Chloe." Jackson's eyes narrowed, his expression skeptical. "A maid?" he repeated, his tone incredulous. "God of War's wife, working as a maid in Reginald's house? What kind of nonsense is this?" he demanded, his anger simmering just below the surface. Daniel swallowed hard, his eyes fixed on Jackson's furious face. "I...I didn't know who she was," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. "She was just...just a maid, working in the house."
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