Garrett let out a long sigh, then leaned his back against the plush sofa. "Do you think those three-headed eagle eggs are like the chicken eggs sold in supermarkets?" His forehead wrinkled as he gazed at Stephen. Nevertheless, he wasn't annoyed or angry with Stephen, given that information about the three-headed eagle eggs was indeed quite limited.Stephen didn't answer Garrett's question. He remained silent, waiting for Garrett's further explanation.The brown-suited man continued his sentence, "Those eggs are incredibly powerful. The human body wouldn't be able to handle the immense power they possess."Stephen tried to recall the stories he had heard about the three-headed eagle eggs; there were two versions. One version involved the hungry Hudson family ancestors consuming a raw three-headed eagle egg after a war, probably due to starving. Meanwhile, the second version held that the three-headed eagle egg was preserved as an heirloom, channeling its power to its owner.In his mind
Even though the atmosphere in the club was noisy at that time, the atmosphere in the toilet was very quiet. Stephen stared in silence at Vega's beautiful blue eyes with such a charming face and body. The woman, who had previously remained silent, felt Stephen's gaze full of desire, influenced by the perfume with aphrodisiac that she had specially formulated to stimulate the desire of man in front of her. Then she put her hands around Stephen's neck. As the perfume emanated more and more, Stephen, who had a sharp sense of smell, was instinctively driven to get to the woman, so he kissed Vega's soft lips while closing his eyes. For a moment they were lost in this lustful game, even though in her heart Vega was so awkward because it was her first kiss with a man, so she tried not to care and enjoy. In her heart, she said as she tightened her embrace, "You are mine now." As if a flower crown had fallen before it could bloom, a ring from Vega's smartphone startled Stephen. The man opened
Arriving at the penthouse, Stephen checked Fiona's study room, but he didn't find her. At the time he didn't know why, but he felt relieved that Fiona didn't stay up all night waiting for him to come home. The blonde man in the white jumper headed to the bedroom to go to sleep, and sure enough, the woman in the pink dress was lying on his bed, lulled by dreams. When his gaze fixed on Fiona, suddenly Stephen's memory of his hot kiss with Vega repeated. It was undeniable, the turmoil of lust at the bottom of his soul rose again. Stephen climbed into bed, and wanted to be on top of Fiona. But, when he remembered Fiona's confession before he left the penthouse, the passion for love suddenly disappeared. He sighed in annoyance and cursed under his breath, “Damn it!” Then he grabbed the covers, lay down on the bed and turned his back on Fiona. He tried to forget his annoyance and closed his eyes because tomorrow was waiting for him with new adventures and challenges. While Stephen was as
While waiting for a response from William, Stephen surfed the internet. This time, he was checking the news about Alex Case after he had been incarcerated. Apart from the flood of criticism from netizens, the stock price of Alex's company had also plummeted. This, of course, made Stephen happy.Standing while leaning on the balcony railing of his penthouse, Stephen felt a sense of contentment as he enjoyed the gentle afternoon breeze caressing his skin. It was only fair that those who had been disrespectful to him received the appropriate punishment.The phone's ring that Stephen had been eagerly awaiting finally greeted his phone. William's name appeared on the phone's screen, addressing the young master of the Hudson family in a friendly manner.Impatiently, Stephen asked his personal assistant, "Have you obtained information about Garrett?"The elderly man on the other end of the phone replied politely, "Yes, Young Master.""Quickly, tell me!" Stephen ordered.The man who had handl
Stephen and Vincent disembarked from the helicopter, preparing to head towards the mansion. Unexpectedly, a group of guards surrounded them, pointing their gun barrels. The blonde man assessed the surroundings and the group of guards. With composure, Stephen said, "Hello, everyone! I've been invited by Mr. Garrett to come here." The armed men exchanged glances with each other, then nodded. Subsequently, one of them issued a command, "Hands up!" Stephen and Vincent complied, and they proceeded to search Stephen and Vincent, confiscating a pistol from Vincent's jacket and a dagger hidden in his boot. After the inspection was completed, a tall, red-haired man with a red beard and mustache said, "Please, come in!" The guards saluted Stephen and Vincent, allowing the two guests to enter the spacious and luxurious mansion. From the outside, the mansion was white, but inside, the walls were a deep navy blue, combined with gold accents and straight-line ornaments that gave it an aesthetic
During the journey from Garrett's mansion to the Nuuslaq hotel, Stephen had successfully retained all the information from the ancient book written by his ancestors. Upon arriving at the penthouse, Stephen began to practice some of the movements he had found in the book to calm himself further, as if trying to communicate with the three-headed eagle spirit. For several hours, Stephen conducted his physical tests on the penthouse's second floor, well into the night. Fiona, feeling worried and missing Stephen due to his prolonged time on the second floor, took the initiative to check on him. Upon reaching the second floor of their penthouse, she saw a shirtless blond man sitting cross-legged on a small carpet. From behind Stephen's back, she could see the changes in her husband's physique. His muscles appeared firmer and more impressive, and the sweat glistening on his body emitted a soft yellowish glow in the night. In her heart, she wondered, "Is he really my husband, Stephen?" Fiona
Fiona clenched her fists tightly, silently questioning herself, "Isn't this what you expected from him?" As a result, her face turned melancholic as she realized that Stephen only desired her as an outlet for his sexual desires.However, another part of Fiona's soul spoke more firmly within her heart, "No! This isn't it! I want him to return to me, not just for a momentary passionate game!"She pushed Stephen's chest away, causing the shirtless blond man to lie down with her on top. "I didn't come here for sex, just so you know!" she sighed heavily, her gray eyes challenging.With a heavy voice, Stephen asked, "What do you want?" He was fixated on the way Fiona was looking at him. "Is the money I gave you not enough? Or do you want to live somewhere other than this penthouse?" he continued his questions.Fiona caressed Stephen's freshly shaven cheek, then pinched his chin with her index finger and thumb, a gesture Stephen often used with her. She shook her head gently and whispered, "
The atmosphere in the luxurious hall suddenly turned icy, and all eyes were fixed on the handsome man with blond hair wearing a maroon-red suit. The man looked confident, but deep in his heart, he longed for his grandfather.Anthony, sitting in an electric wheelchair, also missed his son dearly. However, the old man's awareness held him back from being captivated. He immediately asked Stephen, "Who are you?" with a firm tone.The head of the Hudson family was indeed very sad due to the death of his eldest son. Nevertheless, he was still rational and wouldn't easily accept someone pretending to be his son.The blond man in the maroon-red suit smiled warmly and said, "I'm Stephen, your grandson."The old man with blond hair in a black suit observed Stephen from head to toe. Despite his old age, his eyesight was still good. He quickly calculated how old his grandson Stephen would be if he were still alive. His grandson was already 28 years old, a grown man. Anthony suspected that the bea