"It's not over yet," Victor said sharply. "You haven't fully paid for your crimes yet. How many innocent women have you exploited and sexually abused in this way? How many dreams have you crushed to fulfill your cravings?" "Shut the fuck up!" Gerald replied. "You don't know me! I have been careful, and nobody can find evidence against me! I've bribed the entire Sheriff's Department! Be prepared to have false cases filed against you!" Bang! The door was kicked open, and three uniformed officers entered. They were State Police, with higher jurisdiction than the Sheriff, the County, and the City Police."Are you Gerald?!" one of the officers asked sternly. "We have an arrest warrant against you for the molestation, exploitation, and rape of seventeen females!" The producer's face fell. "What… That's impossible… Where is the proof…?"Gerald had made sure all his female victims were incapable of being witnesses. He had paid off many, threatened others, and even trafficked a few. The most
A sizable crowd gathered outside Ward No. 7 of Springfield Public Hospital. Even patients and guests peeked and craned their necks to see what was happening inside. However, nobody dared to enter the ward. Even the security guards stood petrified like statues. The Hospital Director had already locked himself in his office to escape danger. The establishment was on high alert.Lobo, the Grizzly Kings Sergeant, was inside Ward No. 7 and was raising hell. When the gangster arrived at the hospital, he demanded directions to Dave's ward. Since over a hundred Daves were admitted, finding the right person immediately was impossible. Apparently, Lobo was an ex-brother-in-law of Dave but never bothered to remember his surname. Lobo's sister, Linda, arrived and took him to the ward she last visited. They found Dave had been shifted to another floor.The gangster and his sister returned to the reception hall demanding directions to Dave's new ward. When the head nurse curtly refused to give out
Victor gave no response, but the gangster understood the silence.Linda glanced from Victor to Lobo in confusion. Did her heavyweight brother address Victor as 'sir'? What the hell was going on?"What are you doing, brother?" she asked, punching him erratically on the shoulder. "Have you lost your mind? You need to beat up Victor! Not honor him! Don't you know both of them are trash people?!"Slap! Lobo's backhand slammed against Linda's right cheek, and she spiraled in the air twice before collapsing to the ground. Two of her front teeth were knocked out of her mouth and clattered across the floor. She groaned in pain with bloody lips and gazed at her brother in utter disbelief. Lobo had always fulfilled her every wish since they were children. He had never hit her before today."What… Why…" the woman squeaked."You stupid bitch!" Lobo barked. "Are you out of your fucking mind? Do you know who he is? He is the boss of Donnie Tempest! Do you want me to be killed in broad daylight? Do y
Linda's face darkened, and she went numb. She backed away to the wall, scared to death. Offending Slicy Kyle could lead to her being ripped to pieces. He was known to stab and slice through humans like a paper shredder."That won't be necessary," Dave said. He was against violence. Even though Linda had tortured him and his child for years, he bore no grudges against her.His ex-wife broke down in tears. Kyle ignored her whimpering and continued. "Mr. Harris… Do you remember Tabitha from our company's reception desk? She wants to go out on a date with you next week if you are interested. She is a pretty, humble, hard-working woman, and I think she would be a good match.""Tabitha…" Dave said, recalling his memories. She was a petite and charming woman who had been kind to him many times. He never realized she actually liked him. "I will be honored to date her. Thank you."Kyle bowed to him and Victor and left. Linda was embarrassed and heartbroken. She missed out on the fortune of a m
The VIP elevator hissed open, and Carol stepped into the executive floor of Blackwell Industries. Their new Springfield office was right above Carol's C&A company. However, it was miles ahead in glamor and sophistication. The renovation had splurged millions of dollars for the floor to look like a seven-star hotel. They had installed colorful fountains, aquariums, and expensive paintings in the lobby and the corridors. Damien Blackwell prioritized luxury and vanity above everything else. It reflected his deep-rooted nature of self-absorption and narcissism.Carol was about to enter Damien's room when the door opened from the other side. Two of Damien's pretty secretaries rushed out in a huff, their clothes unbuttoned and disheveled. They looked exhausted, sweaty, and drained as if they had just gone through a harrowing experience. However, the secretaries' cheeks were flushed, and they giggled weakly. Whatever happened to them inside, they enjoyed it to the fullest. The secretaries s
Carol's cheeks turned red in embarrassment, and she shifted comfortably in her seat. "No. It's not exactly good news," she said, biting her lip. "It's about Haley B… She has declined the thirty million dollar offer to endorse us."Damien rolled his eyes. "That much was expected. Haley B is an international superstar with millions of fans. Thirty million dollars means nothing to her. Moreover, she is arrogant and elitist and doesn't listen to anybody but herself." Damien rose from his seat, eager to leave the meeting. "This meeting was pointless…"Carol pursed her lips. "Haley B told me she will sign with us if a condition is fulfilled."The young man stopped in his tracks. "What condition?""That you go take her out for a dinner date."Damien raised an eyebrow and sat back down. "What? Haley B said if I go out with her on a dinner date, she will join us as our brand ambassador?"Carol nodded. "That's correct."Damien crossed his legs and went into contemplation. He had been pursuing H
"Tabitha is an angel!" Dave's message said. "She is beautiful, intelligent, and kind. I love going out with her since we have so much in common. I don't want to jinx it, my friend… But she might be the one! Thanks for everything…"Victor read the text with amusement. Kyle Shannon had gone to great lengths to make up for his sins. He promoted Dave to a manager position, set him up in a newly furnished apartment on a high rise, and arranged a date with a lovely woman. Freshly divorced, Dave seemed to have fallen in love. He had never been happier in his life.Victor slid the phone into his pocket and parked his bike in an inconspicuous corner. He was in the parking lot of Sparkling Soy restaurant, popularly known as SS. It was a sophisticated international chain of restaurants that had opened a new franchise in Springfield. SS did not accept walk-in customers. Reservations were made only after confirming the customer's social status. Therefore, only the wealthy, elite, and influential
The security team nodded and flipped out their stun batons. No matter how fast the stranger was, an attack from all sides would trap even the most gifted fighter. Besides, the stranger had no weapons. It would take a few seconds to neutralize him.Victor felt the entire spectacle to be uninteresting. He picked up a newspaper from a nearby stand."What will you do with the paper?" the head of security snapped. "Do you want to read the news while we're beating you into a pulp?"Victor offered no response but folded the newspaper into a tight roll. The guards shook their heads with pity and then rushed at him, firing their batons on a full charge. They attacked him from all sides. Victor moved so fast that they never had a chance to land attacks. The man slapped the newspaper roll as he glided through the dozen guards at a frightening pace. Within ten seconds, all of them lay on the concrete, writhing in pain. The newspaper roll in Victor's hand looked tattered, as if it had been dipped
Victor checked the time on his Cartier watch. It was a Valentine's gift from Eva. He wondered what she'd be doing right now—probably still awake, waiting for her lover. Even though the duo were intimate just a few hours ago, he already missed her warm, slender body., and her naughty smile.Victor had spent all night hunting down criminals—drug peddlers, child traffickers, rapists, and burglars. They were petty offenders but still made Springfield unsafe. He would be back home already if he hadn't followed Kate to the abandoned asylum."First things first, Raven," Victor began. "Why did you call me a monster? What was that uncalled-for outburst all about?"Kate crossed her arms and gave him a quizzical look. Did Roadkill seriously not know? Was the psychopath clueless about his own murderous tendencies?"I will not fall for that," she replied defensively. "You're trying to find whether I have gathered any evidence to incriminate your brutalities. Once you know everything, it will be co
Kate's grip loosened a bit on her knives. Did the stranger say he was Roadkill? Why was the name so familiar? A moment's reflection brought back her doubts and anxiety.Of course! The poster vigilante, Roadkill! He was so popular among the youth that cosplayers dressed up as him in comic-con. Teen girls loved him so much they got the tattoo 'R' over objectionable parts of their bodies. There were steaks and drinks named after him!Kate ground her teeth in disgust. The Raven used to be Springfield citizens' poster heroine and sole protectress. That ended when Roadkill arrived. However, the female vigilante wasn't really upset that he stole the limelight from her. She was more disturbed by how he did it.Kate went through the newspaper articles, online blogs, and witness reports of cases in which Roadkill was involved. Even though the police department publicly denounced him, they made no attempts to curb his vigilante activities. On the other hand, the Raven was painted as a hobbyist a
Kate jumped from rooftop to rooftop undetected in the darkness, her beastly green eyes glowing in the night. She was light as a feather and agile like a feline. She used parkour moves, advanced gymnastics, and physical resilience to traverse buildings.Kate was trying to put some distance between herself and the crime scene she had recently visited. Less than ten minutes later, she found a group of drunkards harassing an innocent lady. The latter was returning from shopping and somehow missed the curfew time.The villainous group ambushed her in an alley and surrounded her. After robbing the lady of her belongings, they went too far. Inebriated and stoned, they attempted to tear off her clothes and rape her.Luckily, Kate heard her cries and jumped down from the building for a rescue. She offered no warning to the perpetrators. Her powerful chops, jabs, and slams floored them in a minute. The end result was that the men needed hospitalization to survive.After making an anonymous call
Clearly unsettled, Eva tried to get up from the bed. But she failed because her legs and arms were bound. The young woman had been stripped and made to wear a hospital gown.What was going on? Didn’t she lose consciousness in the restaurant? Where the hell did they bring her? Or was she asleep, having a nightmare?Eva heard a few voices talking but couldn’t recognize them.“The fresh specimen has a bun in the oven, sir…”“What? Is the woman pregnant? Now, that sounds like good news. We can have both her grey matter and her uterus. Jackpot!”Eva’s heart froze in horror. What nonsense were the strangers blabbering? Then, the realization hit her. She had been abducted!“Where am I?” Eva called out to the voices. “What’s going on here? Answer me! I am the Mayor’s executive assistant! You guys are in a lot of trouble! The military police will barge in at any moment and gun you down!”Eva heard footsteps. Moments later, three smiling faces loomed over her. “Ah, the specimen is awake,” a mid
Eva stopped eating her food and stared at the young man. He looked innocent, probably fresh out of high school, a college freshman. Was he a fan of Victor Cromwell?“How did you know it was me?” she asked apprehensively.“Please don’t be alarmed, ma’am,” he replied, joining his hands. “I am George. I am actually a big admirer of Mr. Victor Cromwell and the wonderful work he has been doing for Springfield. You’re always by his side in meetings, conferences, and photo ops. Therefore, it isn’t irregular for commoners like us to recognize you.”Eva was still unconvinced. “You are a fan of Victor’s work? Are you okay with military rule? Most of the city appears to be against it.”“Yes, of course they are against it!” George exclaimed. “Governments rise and fall all the time. Governance styles also change. Springfield is becoming a military-industrial complex, and people must get with the times.”Eva nodded, reassured that the boy was a modern arts student, an idealist. Why else would he tr
Eva Atelier stepped out of the shower, looking resplendent. She wore only a white bathrobe and smelled of lavender and honey. The beauty just had a long, warm, and luxurious shower. However, the timing could have been better since it was past midnight.Victor had gone out after an hour-long lovemaking session, leaving her yearning for a thorough cleansing. Perhaps he would return soon, and they could go at it again. She was already horny thinking about her man.Victor usually disappeared every night and returned before dawn. Eva never asked him about his whereabouts. She assumed he was meeting important people and hatching plans for Springfield's betterment. The girl equated herself with a superhero's girlfriend, never disturbing his high-stakes, clandestine nightlife.It had been a month since Eva started living with Victor at the Mayor's mansion. It was now public knowledge that the two were dating. The media picked up the news on the first day and played it until the entire city kn
Haley B stumbled out of a high-end liquor store with a vodka bottle in her hand. She was clearly inebriated. The young, beautiful celebrity had fallen off the wagon and had been drinking every day since Victor died.Haley B had postponed all her movie and concert schedules indefinitely and wasn't accepting any more offers. All she wanted to do was bury her sorrows in alcohol. When her media team tried to convince her otherwise, she fired them.At the moment, with a liquor bottle in hand, and wearing a loose hoodie and track pants, Haley was in disguise. If the paparazzi found her intoxicated, she would be on national news, and the internet would break. Not that she cared much about her celebrity status anymore.Haley looked around at the pedestrians and drunkard crowds. Nobody gave her a second look. People probably thought she was a homeless woman.Her Mercedes stood outside with a chauffeur and two guards. Haley eyed them from a distance with blurry vision. Indeed, she had had a lot
Dear Readers, Thanks for staying with the story this far. You're all awesome. I have tested your patience with slow updates and such tests will be less frequent in the future. About the story: The Invasion Arc ends with the last chapter. It will be followed by the Dark City Arc, that will introduce new characters and spring many more twists. Victor Damone is now Victor Cromwell, the legal heir of a royal family. However, escaping his past won't be as easy as he thought. Let's see how the Peerless Man deals with the upcoming dangers. Stay tuned!
Victor recognized the vigilante named Roadkill because he was, in fact, Roadkill. When he first arrived in Springfield as Victor Cromwell, he immediately noticed the societal change. People were bolder, more outspoken, and political. On the other hand, something was uncanny about the steep rise of both crime and criminals.Even after the military boosted security and restored the economy, public order continued to worsen. It meant certain forces were actively inciting crimes. Robberies, burglaries, and murders were frequent.As soon as the sun set, a hush fell over the city. People were scared to go outdoors in the dark. Anti-social elements hung out in the alleys. Drugs, smuggling, and trafficking were at an all-time high. It was dangerous for women and children to go out alone after dusk.Victor decided to take matters into his own hands. He walked the streets and alleys himself to investigate the cause of this anomaly. Since he couldn't publicly reveal his identity and face, he dis