Chapter: Chapter 65The wind rolled through Harmonfield’s Lower Strip, carrying the scent of gasoline, street tacos, and danger.Jack’s boots clicked against the cracked asphalt as he and Sarah rounded the final block of 7th and Mercer. Neon lights from underground lounges flickered overhead. Somewhere beneath the surface, the city breathed in gears and pulses.He slowed when a matte-black Dodge Challenger idled at the curb. Ryan leaned against it, arms crossed, sunglasses on despite the moonlight.“Took you long enough,” Ryan muttered, flicking his cigarette to the ground.Jack kept walking. “Didn’t know we were racing to meet you.”Sarah narrowed her eyes. “What do you want, Ryan?”Ryan nodded toward the alley beside him. A soft hum vibrated under the pavement—music, engine roars, money being counted.“You’ve been Harmonfield’s golden boy for weeks,” he said. “Miracles, media, redemption arcs. But you’ve never faced what matters here. Not really.”Jack tilted his head. “Let me guess. You think that’s a
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Chapter: Chapter 64But as someone who already had. The morning after the auction, Harmonfield buzzed with gossip. Social media lit up like a downed power grid. Clips of Emily’s dramatic win and the backstage fallout leaked within hours. Headlines flared: “Jack Parker Donates $3M Artifact, Pays for Rival’s Mistake.” “Emily Wilson’s $4M Flop—Who Covered the Cost?” But Jack wasn’t scrolling. He was already standing in a glass-walled boardroom on the 62nd floor of the Thompson Group tower, dressed in slate slacks and a black tailored jacket. He leaned against the far wall, quiet as a storm on the horizon. William Thompson—Sarah’s father, Harmonfield’s corporate lion—was halfway through presenting to the board when it happened. His voice caught. Then stopped. His eyes rolled. His hand slapped the table. “Dad?” Sarah stood, panic rising in her voice. William clutched his chest and fell. “No.” Jack’s voice cut through the stunned silence like a blade. “Sarah—call 911. Now.” He was alre
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Chapter: Chapter 63The LaFerrari purred softly as it pulled up to Jack’s penthouse garage. The ride from Crestmont had been quiet—peaceful even. But Sarah had seen the storm still in his eyes, the kind of silence that wasn’t empty but calculating.“You okay?” she asked gently as the car shut off.Jack stepped out, straightening his cufflinks. “Yeah. Just thinking.”“About Emily?”Jack looked at her. “About people like her. About what power does to someone who’s afraid of losing it.”The next evening, Harmonfield’s skyline shimmered in gold as floodlights danced over City Hall’s courtyard. It was time for the Annual Charity Auction—an event dripping with wealth, influence, and egos wrapped in thousand-dollar suits.Jack arrived alone, dressed in a crisp black mandarin-collared suit with no tie, understated but flawless. He parked his own car—an old Mercedes 300SL he’d rebuilt with Old Joe in their garage years ago.As he approached the red carpet, flashbulbs flickered.“He’s here.”“That’s Jack Parker, r
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Chapter: Chapter 62The night breeze swept through Harmonfield as Jack and Sarah stepped into the LaFerrari, the weight of what had just unfolded still settling in the air like dust after a demolition.Neither of them spoke for the first few minutes.Then Sarah broke the silence. “There’s an alumni gala at Crestmont University tomorrow night. I was going to skip, but… I want you to come.”Jack raised an eyebrow, glancing at her. “Isn’t that your old Ivy League place?”She nodded. “Very formal. Very elite. Very snobbish.”“Sounds like my kind of crowd,” he muttered, smirking.“You’ll love it,” she said, half-laughing. “Ryan’s coming too. Apparently bringing a… plus one.”Jack didn’t miss the tone in her voice.“Emily?”Sarah shrugged. “It’s all over the group chat. They’re not subtle. He wants to show her off to my old friends like some second-hand trophy.”Jack chuckled. “Let’s give them something worth looking at.”Some hours later.The Crestmont Alumni Gala was held in the prestigious Branner Hall, a n
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Chapter: Chapter 61The matte black LaFerrari coasted down Harmonfield’s upper boulevard, humming like a predator at rest. Sarah leaned her head back, the wind brushing strands of her hair into Jack’s face.She smiled. “You really made Emily faint.”Jack adjusted his sunglasses. “She needed to sit down. That showroom had too much reality in the air.”Sarah laughed—short, soft, unburdened. But as they drove past the digital tickers downtown, Jack noticed something on a skyscraper news screen.BREAKING: WILSON GROUP STOCK PLUNGES AFTER THOMPSON GROUP WITHDRAWAL.He blinked. “Already?”Sarah followed his gaze. “You knew this would happen.”“I hoped it would. But I didn’t think they’d bleed this fast.”The LaFerrari’s engine growled as Jack took a sharp turn.“Where are we going?” she asked.Jack’s mouth set in a line. “The Draconia Capital Summit. Emily’s pitching for rescue money.”Sarah straightened. “Oh no…”“Oh yes.”Hours later.The Grand Royale Hotel sparkled like a diamond tower as Jack pulled into v
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Chapter: Chapter 60The Mustang roared softly beneath them as they cruised through Harmonfield, sunlight bouncing off mirrored buildings, the city pulsing with late-afternoon energy. Sarah’s fingers still rested lightly in Jack’s. Neither of them spoke for a long while. They didn’t need to.Eventually, Jack broke the silence.“I need a new car.”Sarah blinked. “The Mustang’s still fine.”Jack nodded. “It is. But I’m not.”She turned toward him. “What do you mean?”Jack’s jaw flexed. “I’ve been walking around Harmonfield trying to live like the guy I used to be. And maybe I needed that. But after today?” He looked ahead, eyes narrowing. “I think it’s time the city remembered who I became.”Sarah smiled faintly. “Then let’s get you something worthy of that reminder.”An hour later, they pulled into Harmonfield’s Ferrari dealership—Gran Lux Motors, the most exclusive exotic car showroom in Draconia. The showroom’s glass walls glimmered like diamonds. Inside sat machines that looked like moving sculpture: sl
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THE BRUTAL REVENGE
In Blackwood College, power isn’t given, it’s taken. Jones, once a nobody, is determined to rewrite the rules. When he dares to challenge Clinton, the ruthless leader who controls the college with an iron grip, he sparks a brutal war that spirals beyond his imagination.
Betrayals lurk in every corner. Friendships shatter. Blood stains the hallways as Jones and Clinton wage a relentless battle for dominance. Lies, deception, and hidden agendas fuel their war, turning allies into enemies and enemies into ghosts.
But just when Jones thinks he has won, Clinton proves why he’s a master of survival. His shocking escape from police custody sets the stage for an earth-shattering finale. A final, unpredictable confrontation at the docks leaves both men fighting not just for power, but for their lives.
As bullets fly and the past comes crashing down, Jones faces the ultimate question: Can he truly end this war, or will Clinton’s shadow haunt him forever?
In this high-stakes tale of revenge, power, and betrayal, one thing is certain, only one will leave Blackwood College alive.
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Chapter: Chapter 66: The Edge of Despair The night air was thick with tension as Jones and his crew moved swiftly through Blackwood College, their eyes sharp, their minds locked on one mission—finding Lexi before it was too late. The dim corridors echoed with their hurried footsteps as they scoured every possible hiding place, but the deeper they searched, the more frustration gnawed at them.No trace. No sign. No Lexi.Jones clenched his fists as they regrouped near the abandoned east wing. Jasmine’s brows were furrowed, her breathing heavy. “Nothing,” she muttered, shaking her head. “We’ve checked every damn place Clinton could’ve hidden her.”Kendra leaned against the wall, frustration lacing her voice. “He’s playing us.”Victor exhaled sharply. “No—he’s outsmarting us. Again.”Jones’s eyes darkened. His mind was racing, turning over every detail. Clinton was always two steps ahead—but he wasn’t invincible. There had to be a crack in his strategy.Jace frowned, scanning the group. “So what now? We can’t keep running aroun
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Chapter: Chapter 65: No Mercy, No Escape The door swung open with a forceful creak, and before Lexi could react—CRACK!A fresh wave of agony tore through her body as the whip lashed across her exposed back. The pain burned hotter than before, forcing a strangled gasp from her throat.Clinton stood before her, eyes gleaming with sadistic amusement as he dragged the whip across the floor. “I thought you’d have learned your lesson by now,” he murmured, rolling the handle in his grip.Lexi’s breath came in short, ragged gasps, but she refused to let him see her break. The metallic taste of blood filled her mouth as she bit down, suppressing a scream.CRACK!Another lash. This time across her ribs.Her body convulsed against the pain, her wrists straining against the cuffs, but it was useless. Clinton had made sure of that.The sound of rattling chains echoed in the dim room as he stepped closer, dropping a second set of handcuffs onto the floor beside her. “I’ll admit,” he said, crouching so that their eyes met, “you surprised
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Chapter: Chapter 64: The Hunt for Nothing Lexi's heart pounded as the door creaked open. The dim glow from the corridor barely illuminated the figure stepping inside. She didn’t hesitate.With every ounce of strength, she lunged from the shadows, aiming for the figure’s throat. But before she could make contact—CRACK!A searing pain tore across her back as something lashed against her skin. She choked back a scream, stumbling forward. The sting burned deep, the pain instant.The whip slithered back into Clinton’s grasp like a serpent returning to its master.“You really thought you could take me by surprise?” His voice was smooth, amused.Lexi sucked in a shaky breath, her body trembling from the impact. The realization hit her—Clinton had known. He had anticipated her attempt to escape.Clinton twirled the whip in his hand lazily, then dropped something metal onto the floor beside her. The dull clink of steel sent a chill down her spine. Handcuffs.“You’re getting predictable, Lexi,” he murmured. “That little trick with the
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Chapter: Chapter 63: The Silent Prison Lexi thrashed against the restraints, her wrists raw from the tight ropes digging into her skin. A damp, musky stench filled the underground room, a forgotten chamber buried beneath Blackwood College, hidden so well that even Jones wouldn’t know where to look.Clinton stood over her, arms crossed, a slow smirk curling across his lips. The dim lighting cast eerie shadows on his face, making the cold amusement in his eyes even more sinister.“You really thought he’d save you?” he mused, crouching beside her. “Jones is out there bleeding for you, but guess what, sweetheart?” He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear. “He’s already lost.”Lexi glared at him, fire burning in her eyes. She yanked at the restraints, but they only cut deeper into her skin.Clinton chuckled, standing up. “Struggle all you want. Scream, cry—it won’t change anything.” He straightened his collar, adjusting the cuffs of his blood-stained sleeves. “I have more important things to do.”He strode to the heavy stee
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Chapter: Chapter 62: The Unyielding ClashThe air was thick with tension as Jones and his crew moved through the tunnels beneath Blackwood College. Shadows stretched long and eerie against the damp, concrete walls. Every footstep echoed through the narrow passage, the weight of the mission pressing down on them.Jasmine led the way, her tablet screen illuminating their path, while Victor, Kendra, Riley, and Marco walked with weapons ready. Behind them, Kayla and Jace moved with silent precision, scanning for any sign of traps. Derek brought up the rear, his grip tight on a lead pipe.Jones' heart pounded like a war drum. They had one shot at this. One chance to get Lexi back.And Clinton was waiting.Jasmine’s voice cut through the silence. “Almost there. The corridor up ahead leads directly to the sublevel. If my mapping is right, that’s where Clinton’s holding Lexi.”Jones nodded. “Everyone ready?”The group exchanged glances. No one spoke. The fire in their eyes was answer enough.Victor cracked his knuckles. “Let’s bring
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Chapter: Chapter 61: War Councils in the Dark Jones’ Hideout – 9:15 PM.The room smelled of sweat, desperation, and the lingering scent of blood from their brutal defeat. Jones sat at the head of the table, a fresh bruise swelling over his cheekbone, his ribs aching with every breath. The dim lights flickered above, casting jagged shadows over the weary faces of his crew.They had barely made it out alive. But survival wasn’t enough.Lexi was still in Clinton’s grasp. And that wasn’t something Jones could allow.Victor leaned against the wall, arms crossed, jaw clenched. His knuckles were still raw from the battle. “We can’t rush in like last time,” he muttered. “We got played.”Jace, bandaged but alive, exhaled sharply. “Played? We got wrecked.”Kendra, her eyes dark with fury, slammed a knife into the table. “Then we change the game.”Jones lifted his gaze, scanning each of them. The fire was still there, burning through their exhaustion. Clinton had won the battle—but not the war.“Lexi is underground,” Jones stated, voice cal
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