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VENGEFUL CEO: A Contract With The Watcher CHAPTER 145
When Lucas arrived at the scene, a somber atmosphere enveloped the area. The lifeless bodies of the guards lay sprawled on the ground, a grim testament to the fierce confrontation that had unfolded. It had been a while since Lucas had been exposed to such violence; Fred, who was usually by Victor's side in such situations, was notably absent."Aug, are you…" Lucas trailed off, his voice hesitant as he struggled to find the right words. The sight before him was unsettling, a stark departure from their usual endeavors.Victor's gaze remained fixed on the sky, his expression a mix of weariness and determination. Splatters of blood marked his face and clothes, a vivid reminder of the intense struggle that had transpired."James got away," Victor's voice was heavy with resignation as he let the firearm he had wielded fall to the ground. The weight of the situation hung in the air, a palpable sense of frustration underscoring his words.Lucas surveyed th
VENGEFUL CEO: A Contract With The Watcher CHAPTER 146
Antonia's fingers brushed against the man's scars with a mixture of curiosity and tenderness. Each scar told a story of its own, a narrative of battles waged and wounds endured. As her touch traversed the roadmap of his struggles, she couldn't help but feel a sense of connection, an unexpected bridge between their worlds. The scars, once concealed beneath layers of cloth, were now laid bare for her to witness. They spoke of a life far more intricate than the polished exterior he presented to the world. The reality of his existence was etched into his skin, a testament to his resilience and determination. Her initial intention to change his clothes had transformed into an intimate exploration of his history. The barriers that typically divided them – the mystique, the distance – had crumbled in the wake of her newfound understanding. He was more than just a man of allure; he was a man of depth, shaped by circumstances she could only begin to fathom. A mixture
VENGEFUL CEO: A Contract With The Watcher CHAPTER 147
Victor's eyes blinked open as he roused from his restless slumber. Weariness clung to his body, a heavy blanket of fatigue that seemed to have become a constant companion. He sighed deeply, wondering how he would ever find his way through the labyrinthine challenges that surrounded him. The weight of his decisions bore down on him, leaving him feeling as if he were drowning in a sea of complications. Rolling out of bed, Victor stretched his stiff limbs before heading downstairs, his stomach rumbling with hunger. As he descended, the aroma of food reached him, drawing his attention to the kitchen where Antonia was busy preparing a meal. "What poison is this?" The words slipped from his lips before he could temper them, a mixture of weariness and sarcasm lacing his tone. He felt a pang of guilt at his words, recognizing that they weren't exactly the warmest greeting. Antonia looked up from her task, a hint of irritation flashing in her eyes at his less-than-friendly comment. She had h
VENGEFUL CEO: A Contract With The Watcher CHAPTER 1
I felt my breathing grow weaker and weaker, as if my chest was on the verge of giving up. The countless blows and kicks I endured earlier echoed in my ears, accompanied by the sickening sound of my bones cracking. I longed to open my eyes and catch a glimpse of the person standing before me, but my eyelids struggled to stay open amidst the steady flow of blood staining my face. Even my fingers refused to obey my commands, barely twitching in response. Pain and confusion mingled within me, as I questioned why I was chosen for this torment. What had I done to deserve such suffering, especially when I possessed so little? Tears welled up in my eyes, and I berated myself for my own vulnerability. Surely, this couldn't be the life I was meant to live. Perhaps there was more to my existence than this bleak moment. As the specter of death drew near, a bitter smile of regret played upon my lips. "So, this is the end," I thought grimly, accepting my imminent demise. With my vision growing haz
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"Why, you..." In a fit of rage, the room became a chaotic scene as plates, mugs, and various other items were hurled and shattered into countless fragments. The intoxicated man unleashed his fury upon the young boy, shouting and acting violently. "You f*cking b*start, what the f*ck do you think you're doing?" "Victor, please listen to your father." The woman pleaded and cried as he tried to stop the man from hurting the boy. Her hair was a mess and her face was covered in tears. Her tears were like raindrops, almost making a puddle on the ground. Overwhelmed with frustration, Victor cried out and yelled, unable to contain his emotions any longer. "Mother, I've told you countless times, I don't have any money." Disregarding the woman's pleas, the man forcefully pushed her aside and seized the boy by the collar, delivering a brutal punch. "You piece of sh*t, do you think I'm messing around? Don't you dare lie to me?" Despite his drunken state, he struck Victor with such force that t
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While the group of prospective heirs made their way to the cafeteria, some of them engaged in a discussion expressing their dissatisfaction with a previous encounter. "Sophia, what were you doing with the trash?" "She's right, I mean..." "Seriously, you shouldn't have stopped me from beating him up," the man who had intended to harm Victor exclaimed angrily. He continued to vent his frustration to everyone, expressing how annoyed he was for not being able to unleash his anger on Victor. The woman ignored their comments, showing no interest in their words. "That's enough," a man standing beside Sophia interjected, his gaze fixed on the girl who appeared unfazed by the situation. He then glanced at the others, signaling their future plans. In the meantime, Victor hurriedly made his way through the campus, oblivious to the presence of those around him. The recent incident had left his heart pounding, replaying the pleasant moment in his mind. How I wish I could always see that smil
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"Who's there?" "You need not fret, for I am a friend." The voice spoke much clearer and sounded almost like a child. Victor became even more curious of the owner of the voice and asked. "Who are you?" "I'm the Watcher." "Watcher?" "How should I explain this? Well, I'm just like you. However, I have been around for a long time. I see everything in this world, I also have the ability to control someone's time in this world." The voice continues to explain everything to Victor. "Sometimes, I help those who are lost and help them find their way. Those who linger because they feel like they need more time, so I come to take them with me." Victor was speechless for a moment as he pondered on what the Watcher was saying. He soon realized this and replied in a depressing tone. "So you're saying I'm dead." "Yes, you are, and I'm sorry about that…" "So what's next?" Victor asked, as he now knows his time has come and since the Watcher is here, that means he must go with him as well. "We
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On a dark and stormy day, people dressed in black gathered at the gravesite. Some had already paid their respects and were leaving, while others remained, waiting for the young man who stood silently before the grave. Amelia, Gramps, and Victor's son observed from a distance as Victor stood in the rain, his gaze fixed on his mother's tombstone. They worried about him, as he hadn't shown any emotion or uttered a word since the visit from the officers. "Should we go and check on him?" Amelia asked with concern. She had been visiting him every day, but he remained unresponsive, staring blankly out of the window during her visits. "Leave him be; he just needs some time," Gramps advised, recognizing the extent of the child's shattered state. To their astonishment, Victor suddenly dropped to his knees and wept uncontrollably. It was the first time in a long while that he had screamed, and the pain he expressed broke Amelia's heart. "Mother, I'm sorry for being so weak and unable to prot
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Victor's eyes blinked open as he roused from his restless slumber. Weariness clung to his body, a heavy blanket of fatigue that seemed to have become a constant companion. He sighed deeply, wondering how he would ever find his way through the labyrinthine challenges that surrounded him. The weight of his decisions bore down on him, leaving him feeling as if he were drowning in a sea of complications. Rolling out of bed, Victor stretched his stiff limbs before heading downstairs, his stomach rumbling with hunger. As he descended, the aroma of food reached him, drawing his attention to the kitchen where Antonia was busy preparing a meal. "What poison is this?" The words slipped from his lips before he could temper them, a mixture of weariness and sarcasm lacing his tone. He felt a pang of guilt at his words, recognizing that they weren't exactly the warmest greeting. Antonia looked up from her task, a hint of irritation flashing in her eyes at his less-than-friendly comment. She had h
CHAPTER 146
Antonia's fingers brushed against the man's scars with a mixture of curiosity and tenderness. Each scar told a story of its own, a narrative of battles waged and wounds endured. As her touch traversed the roadmap of his struggles, she couldn't help but feel a sense of connection, an unexpected bridge between their worlds. The scars, once concealed beneath layers of cloth, were now laid bare for her to witness. They spoke of a life far more intricate than the polished exterior he presented to the world. The reality of his existence was etched into his skin, a testament to his resilience and determination. Her initial intention to change his clothes had transformed into an intimate exploration of his history. The barriers that typically divided them – the mystique, the distance – had crumbled in the wake of her newfound understanding. He was more than just a man of allure; he was a man of depth, shaped by circumstances she could only begin to fathom. A mixture
CHAPTER 145
When Lucas arrived at the scene, a somber atmosphere enveloped the area. The lifeless bodies of the guards lay sprawled on the ground, a grim testament to the fierce confrontation that had unfolded. It had been a while since Lucas had been exposed to such violence; Fred, who was usually by Victor's side in such situations, was notably absent."Aug, are you…" Lucas trailed off, his voice hesitant as he struggled to find the right words. The sight before him was unsettling, a stark departure from their usual endeavors.Victor's gaze remained fixed on the sky, his expression a mix of weariness and determination. Splatters of blood marked his face and clothes, a vivid reminder of the intense struggle that had transpired."James got away," Victor's voice was heavy with resignation as he let the firearm he had wielded fall to the ground. The weight of the situation hung in the air, a palpable sense of frustration underscoring his words.Lucas surveyed th
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As the sun's warm rays illuminated the scene, Victor's frustration was palpable. The lack of response from Watcher had stirred his unease, but he realized that this battle was ultimately his to fight. He couldn't let his irritation hinder the task at hand, which was to locate Megan and ensure her safety. While he knew she was alive, confirming her well-being was his top priority.Lucas approached Victor, breaking the tense silence that had settled over the group. "Aug, we should head back now. There's not much more we can do here at the moment," he suggested, his voice tinged with concern.Victor tore his gaze away from the burnt remnants of the mansion and turned to Lucas. The gravity of the situation hung heavily on his shoulders, but he nodded in agreement. "You're right. Let's regroup and gather our thoughts."As they made their way back to the vehicles, the mansion's surroundings remained abuzz with activity. People were milling around, discussing the aftermath of the fire and th
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"What do you mean Megan escaped?" Antonia's voice trembled with shock as the news hit her over the phone. Since the enigmatic man had visited her under the shroud of night, he had kept sporadic contact, communicating with her from time to time. "Your devoted boyfriend is on a frantic search for her. However, I've received word that James isn't putting any effort into finding Megan and has vanished," the voice on the other end relayed coolly. "Vanished? Could it be..." Antonia's thoughts raced, connecting the dots that led to a disturbing conclusion. "Indeed, his brother has been released at last." "Impossible! Where did he procure the funds?" Antonia's disbelief was palpable. "Think deeply, Antonia. Who possesses such resources?" The caller's words struck Antonia like a revelation. "Impossible," she muttered, struggling to absorb the implications. To fathom that Victor had fallen into James' clutches was a bitter pill to swallow. "He settled the entire debt – a colossal sum." "
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Simultaneously, Victor and his team arrived at the location where James was supposedly keeping Megan captive. Their anticipation was met with a shocking sight—the entire mansion was engulfed in flames, the servants running frantically to combat the blaze. "What just happened?" Edward's voice was a mixture of astonishment and concern, mirroring the disbelief in their eyes. Lucas, quick on his feet, approached one of the servants and grabbed him with a mixture of worry and urgency. His expression was stern as he demanded answers. "Where is James?" The servant's panicked gaze shifted between the group before him. "We don't know." Frustration etched into his features, Lucas persisted, his grip tightening on the servant's collar. "What happened here?" The servant pointed a shaky finger towards the fire. "That girl, it's all her fault." Victor's patience waned, and he intervened, yanking the servant away from Lucas and gripping his collar firmly. "Explain what you mean by 'that girl.'"
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Megan's resolve was unshakable. She held James's gaze with unwavering determination, determined to play her part in this twisted game with a strategy of her own. "You're right, James," she said, her voice steady and calm, "we both have something that matters to the other. But remember, you underestimate the power of a person's will to protect their loved ones." James's smile faltered for a brief moment before he regained his composure. "Ah, Megan, you're quite the enigma. But let's not forget that I still hold the upper hand here." Megan's mind raced, searching for any advantage she could gain in this perilous situation. "You may have the upper hand for now, but you can't keep your guard up forever," she replied, a spark of defiance in her eyes. James chuckled softly, seemingly entertained by her audacity. "Oh, I know that very well. But it's all part of the game, isn't it? A game of strategy, manipulation, and survival." Megan's thoughts turned to Victor and his unwavering determ
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James paced around the mansion, his face a picture of exultation. At long last, he had received what he had relentlessly pursued. With a jubilant stride, he made his way to the receiving room where the enigmatic masked man had taken residence. "My dear friend, the money should have been wired to your account by now," James declared, a triumphant grin lighting up his features. The mysterious man, his identity shrouded behind the mask, met James's gaze with an inscrutable expression. He nodded imperceptibly to one of his subordinates, who promptly made a call, the hushed conversation hinting at a transaction of profound consequence. As anticipation rippled through James, he couldn't help but wonder about the outcome. He had hoped for a victorious resolution, but uncertainty lingered in the air. The masked man's actions and intentions remained a puzzle that James yearned to solve. "Your brother should be here within 24 hours," the masked man's voice, devoid of emotion, finally broke t
CHAPTER 139
In the dimly lit warehouse, Victor and James stood facing each other, the air thick with tension. The sound of rain echoed outside, adding to the atmosphere of the intense showdown. Their eyes locked in a battle of wills and determination. Victor's gaze was unwavering, his resolve strengthened by the thought of saving Megan from this ordeal. James, on the other hand, wore a malicious grin, trying to unnerve his adversary. "So, Aug, you finally made it," James sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "I must say, I expected more from you." Victor's jaw tightened, but he refused to let James's words get to him. He knew the man was trying to play mind games, to break his composure. But he wouldn't fall for it. "I'm here to put an end to this," Victor replied, his voice steady and firm. "Release Megan, and I promise I won't hurt you." James laughed mockingly, taking a step closer to the man. "Oh, I'm not worried about you hurting me, Chairman. I'm more concerned about what I'll do
