Sophia glanced at her phone for the third time in the last five minutes. She was getting anxious. Jackson had not answered any of her calls or texts since when he was arrested by the police she knew he was innocent, but she also knew that the justice system in this country was anything but fair, the Mills family held the justice system in the state by the balls, She had to find a way to get him out of there, before it was too late.Sophia decided to call Paul Mitch, He was a sleazy man and second in head only to his mother in Mitch’s family and he had a reputation for being a dirt pig. He had always made advances on her since she was promised to him, but she had always rejected him, she hated him, but she was desperate. Maybe he could help her get Jackson released from police custody, or at least find out where he was being held.She dialed his number and waited for him to pick up."Hello, Sophia. What a pleasant surprise," Paul said in a smug voice."Hi, Paul. I need your help wit
Sophia felt a wave of dizziness as she stood up from the table. She had just finished dinner with Paul, But something was wrong. She felt lightheaded and nauseous as if she had drunk too much. But she had only had one glass of wine, and she was usually good at holding her liquor. She wondered if the food had been bad, or if she had caught a bug.She looked at Paul, who was smiling at her. He took her hand and led her to the exit. He paid the bill and thanked the waiter. He seemed oblivious to her discomfort."Did you enjoy the dinner?" he asked."Yes, it was lovely. Thank you," Sophia said, trying to sound polite."I'm glad. You're very welcome. You know, you're even more beautiful tonight," he said, leaning closer to her.Sophia felt his breath on her ear and shivered. She didn't like the way Paul was touching her. Neither did she didn't like the way he was looking at her. She felt a surge of fear and regret. wishing she had never agreed to go out with him. Sophia wished she had s
Sophia woke up with a gasp, feeling a sharp pain in her chest. She blinked her eyes, trying to adjust to the bright light. She turned her head to see Jackson seated on a chair next to her bed. He was wearing a blue shirt and jeans, and his brown hair was tousled. He looked tired but relieved.He noticed her stirring and smiled. So, Jackson leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees and his chin on his hands. "Hey, you're awake," he said softly.Sophia felt a wave of panic hit her, not remembering where she was or what had happened. She looked around, seeing white walls, machines, and tubes. She realized she was in a hospital. She tried to sit up but felt dizzy and weak. She groaned, clutching her head.Jackson was by her side in an instant, sitting on the edge of the bed and holding her hands. "It's okay, you're safe now," he said, gently stroking her hair. "You're in the hospital. You had an accident last night."Sophia's eyes widened, as flashes of memory came back to her. Sh
Jackson walked down the hospital stairs and into the car and convoy parked outside like he owned the city. With the money, influence, and power he now controlled, it was safe to say Jackson did own the city. Pamela smirked as he entered the car, admiring his confident and handsome face. Jackson asked her “What?” as he noticed her expression. Pamela said “Nothing”, and was surprised to see Jackson acting this way towards Sophia.Jackson smiled and told the driver to start the car, the driver nodded and He started the car and drove away, followed by his loyal men in the other vehicles. Jackson felt on top of the world, now fully in control of “blade in shadow resources it was time to begin the plan he had been preparing for five years ago,Jackson knew what King Paul would entail and the many enemies that would come for him but he was ready.Alexander finished making the drinks and came out of the kitchen. He was wearing blue swimming trunks that showed off his toned body. He carrie
"Who..who are you?" Alexander demanded but the men didn't say a word, and he screamed "Do you know who you are dealing with, do you know who my father is?" The men just looked at each other and laughed, Ella just sat on the floor curled her legs in fear, trying to understand the situation of what was happening. She looked over at Alexander who was also cowering in fear.They knew who his father was. He was Mr. James Wills, the billionaire tycoon who owned half of the city but they didn't care."We don't care who your father is, Alexander, what we care about is you who think he could arrest my boss and you and your family don't what's coming, you guys think you own everything and anyone don't you,” one of the men said.Ella felt a surge of panic as she saw one of the men approaching Alexander. She had to do something, she had to save him. She looked around, searching for anything that could help them. She saw a fireplace poker lying on the floor, near the shattered glass of the windo
"I will call some people out to your place and try not to cause further damage you piece of shit, I thought you could handle responsibilities but it turns out I was wrong, and not mad at you just myself for thinking you are worth something" His dad blurted in anger.Alexander stared at his phone in disbelief. He felt useless because of his father’s words, growing up his father treated him like he didn't exist he was only loved by his mother, his father would often time scold his mother for loving him too much, his father would say “You are spoiling this boy” Every time his mother showed him any affection.Alexander’s mother died when he was ten leaving him in the cold hands of his father, who never showed him any affection or love, this made him have low self-esteem, and when he was now a teenager he wasn't the most attractive person and girls would often make fun of him, but he was the son of the most powerful man I'm the city so he had wealth at his disposal, so he used it to womani
Ella knew she didn't really love any of them, but they had money and power, which was what Ella yearned for having grown up in an abusive environment where she didnt have and control of herself but have to use her body to get what she wanted, she would seduce the men of the foster families that she went to, making the men give her money and property, destroying the peace of the home one by one like a plague, she wasn't proud of it but she needed to survive, some of the men didn't need her to seduce them for they would force himself on her. She would make them pay by blackmailing them and draining out all their money then reporting them to the police later on, the only people she would be sorry for are their wives but even some of the wives were mean to her and they deserved it, or so she thought,so she was a girl on a mission, and so she did.Ella cried the day she finally decided to divorce Jackson the only man she ever loved and still love but love to her was secondary she wanted p
The story of how the viper rose to power was sung like an anthem to anyone stupid enough to underestimate her.This is the tale, after the funeral of the Mitch family who opposed her was over, and the Viper was finally alone in her mansion. She walked to the balcony, where she could see the city skyline. She felt a wave of satisfaction as she thought about how far she had come.She had been born into a poor family and married off to a ruthless man who beat her and treated her like a slave. He was the head of the Mitch family, one of the most powerful families in the state. He had made his fortune by smuggling drugs, weapons, and human trafficking, but had a few legal businesses on the side he created using the money he got from the illegal ones, He had many enemies, especially the third family, the Rakes, who ran the state government and wanted to wipe out the Mitch family.The Viper had endured her husband's abuse for years, waiting for the right moment to strike. She had learned h
The sun cast its golden rays over the picturesque scene, bathing Jackson's newly rebuilt house in a warm, radiant glow. It was a day of celebration, of love, and of new beginnings as Fernando and Angela stood before their friends and loved ones, ready to exchange their vows and embark on a journey of matrimony.As the ceremony commenced, Sophia stood by Angela's side as her maid of honor, radiant in her gown adorned with delicate lace and pearls. Jackson, resplendent in his tailored suit, stood proudly beside Fernando as his best man, a steadfast pillar of support for his dear friend.The wedding was a sight to behold, with lush floral arrangements adorning every corner and white satin ribbons fluttering in the gentle breeze. Elizabeth, Charles, Benedict, Stanley Marc, and along with other members of the Blade in Shadows, gathered to witness the union of two souls bound by love and commitment.The ceremony unfolded with grace and elegance, as Angela and Fernando exchanged their hea
As news of the victory in the tunnels spread, a wave of relief washed over the country. The citizens, once plagued by fear and uncertainty, began to emerge from the shadows, emboldened by the knowledge that justice had been served. With the help of the Blade in Shadows forces, the rebel men were pushed back, and their reign of terror was finally brought to an end.In the days that followed, a sense of peace and order began to return to the country. The streets, once filled with the sounds of gunfire and chaos, now echoed with the laughter of children playing and the chatter of neighbors helping one another rebuild their lives.Meanwhile, the captured members of the old king's and William's men were swiftly brought to justice. In a court of law, they were tried for their crimes against humanity, their atrocities laid bare for all to see. The verdict was swift and decisive – they were to be held accountable for their actions.For William, the punishment was severe. He was sentenced
Angela and Jackson walked into the tunnels, they heard a muffle of noise from some group of people and then they squared up ready to fight, The men came into view with blades, and with them was the old king, "traitor" Angela snared to the old king, "I got him" Jackson says to Angela referring to the old king, Angela moved to face off the other men while Jackson and the old king drew out their sword ready.Jackson and the old king circled each other, their swords gleaming in the dim light of the castle's great hall. The old king's eyes were sharp and calculating, while Jackson's were filled with determination and a hint of fear.The old king sneered at Jackson, his eyes filled with malice. "You think you can defeat me, boy? I have been fighting for longer than you have been alive."Jackson tightened his grip on his sword, determination burning in his eyes. "I may be young, but you taught me all your moves, your techniques are useless to me."With a roar, the old king lunged at Jacks
Charles made his way through the tunnels. His senses were heightened, every nerve on edge as he sought out his target, William, the man responsible for so much pain and suffering. His brother.As he rounded a corner, his heart leaped into his throat as he caught sight of a figure in his peripheral vision. Before he could react, the glint of metal caught his eye, and he instinctively dove to the ground, narrowly avoiding the spray of bullets that erupted from the gun in William's hands."Hahahaha!" William's laughter echoed through the tunnels, laughing maniacally like a Disney villain. The air was thick with tension as Charles assessed his surroundings, his mind racing with adrenaline-fueled urgency.With quick thinking, Charles rolled behind a stack of crates, his heart pounding in his chest as he sought refuge from the hail of bullets that rained down upon him. The sound of gunfire filled the air.As he caught his breath, Charles assessed his options, his mind racing with strateg
"You torture and beat me all you want, but you crossed the line when you laid your hands on Angela, and for that, you will pay with your life," Fernando declared, his voice ringing with conviction as he met Richardo's gaze with fury.Ricardo's laughter echoed through the cavernous space, "Come on then, let's get started," he taunted, his eyes gleaming with malice as he squared off against his brother.With a primal roar, Fernando launched himself at Richardo, his fists flying with lightning speed as he unleashed a barrage of blows upon his adversary. Richardo staggered backward under the force of the onslaught, his jaw throbbing with pain as he struggled to regain his footing.In a swift counterattack, Richardo retaliated with a powerful kick to Fernando's chest, the impact sending him reeling backward. But Fernando refused to back down, his fury a motivation as he squared his shoulders and prepared to face his opponent head-on.As the two brothers clashed with ferocious intensity,
As Charles and Jackson arrived at the vantage point overlooking the entrance to the tunnels, a sense of anticipation hung heavy in the air. Jackson surveyed the scene before him, his gaze sweeping over the elite squad members who stood at the ready, their expressions set in determination."It's all done, boss," one of the squad members reported, their voice filled with confidence. "We've laid bombs on all access points. When we detonate, only this entrance will remain open."Jackson nodded in approval, a sense of urgency coursing through his veins as he prepared to lead his team into battle. "Alright, fire it up," he commanded, his voice ringing with authority.With a deafening roar, the explosives were set off, sending shockwaves rippling through the earth as the other access points came crashing down. The ground trembled beneath their feet as dust and debris filled the air, obscuring their vision.As the chaos subsided, William and the old king's men emerged from the wreckage,
The plan was set in motion, Jackson communicated with close trusted members, an elite squad of the blade in shadows about his plan to invade the tunnels, The plan was simple--block another access point where they might escape and invade from only one vantage point, Then barricade them at a corner preventing them from escaping from the one access point, the old king was to be taken alive, William should be shoot if he resisted.As the plan to infiltrate the tunnels beneath the city was set into motion, Jackson found himself torn between duty and familial ties. He had communicated the intricacies of the plan to his trusted members of the Blade in Shadows, each detail carefully crafted to maximize their chances of success. But as he stood in his home, preparing to depart for what could be his final mission, saying goodbyes to Sophia and his daughter when he found himself faced with an unexpected visitor: his father, Charles."Sophia told me you're on your way to end this," Charles re
Jackson's footsteps echoed through the corridors of his home, the weight of the world heavy on his shoulders. Sophia watched from the doorway, her heart clenching at the worry etched on his face as he made his way inside. She could see the tension in his every movement, the burden of leadership weighing him down like a heavy cloak."What's wrong, babe?" Sophia asked, her voice soft with concern as Jackson nodded to the bodyguards and other staff milling about."Fernando and Angela have been taken by Richardo and William," Jackson replied, his voice strained with worry. "I can't find them. I'm failing to bring peace to this country. Everyone is looking to me for guidance, and I don't know what to do. The man I trusted more than life itself is a raging lunatic, and now... now my closest friends have been taken."Sophia's heart ached at Jackson's words, her fears mirrored in his troubled expression. She moved closer to him, her hand reaching out to gently brush away the tears that thr
Jackson shook his head in disbelief at the old king's words, his resolve hardening with each passing moment. "You may have once been my hero," he admitted, his voice heavy with regret. "But now, you're nothing but a shadow of your former self. And I will do everything in my power to stop you, to bring you to justice for the crimes you have committed. You have killed countless people, left many more homeless, children dying on the street," Jackson accused, his voice trembling with emotion. "We took an oath as Shadow members to protect the people of this country. But you have broken that oath. You are a disgrace to everything the organization stands for. Why did you even put me as your next successor if you wanted to destroy the oath you made to it?"The old king's gaze remained steady, his expression unreadable as he listened to Jackson's impassioned words. But there was a flicker of something in his eyes - a hint of remorse, perhaps, or maybe just a glimmer of resignation."Willi