Novels by bericutieee

Adrian stared at Derek for a long moment, his expression unreadable. Then he laughed. It was a cold, cruel laugh that sent chills down spines. "Kid. Do you have any fucking idea who you're talking to? I'm Adrian Freeman. The Lin family owns this city. We decide who lives and who disappears." His smile vanished, replaced by something vicious. "Today, I'm going to break every bone in your body. Slowly. Then I'm going to make you crawl out of here on your belly like the worm you are. Through my legs. While everyone watches and laughs." At that moment he gestured casually to the old man beside him. "Master James. Break his legs first. Make it hurt." Immediately Master James stepped forward, his face expressionless, his movements precise and controlled. "A trivial task. This arrogant child will be crippled in five seconds." He took one step forward and casually kicked a solid wooden table. CRASH! The table exploded into pieces, shards of wood flying across the room. The crowd gasp

Megan's voice was barely a whisper, trembling with emotion. She stared at him, tears streaming down her scarred face.Seeing Derek rage for her sake, seeing him destroy Nathan Morrison, the man who'd tried to destroy her it felt like vindication. Like justice. Like a weight lifting off her chest for the first time in years.But the fear crept in too."The Morrison family won't let this go. Adrian Freeman won't let this go. Could we really escape alive?"Derek turned to her. His expression softened instantly, the cold fury melting away, replaced by something gentle. He reached out and took her hand, his touch warm despite everything.“Megan. I'm taking you out of here. Right now. You're safe now.”His voice was steady. Certain. Like nothing in the world could stop him.Richard Morrison's face had turned the color of old iron, dark and rusted with rage. His hands shook violently. His breathing came in sharp, ragged gasps. He looked like he was on the verge of a heart attack."My grandso

Nathan's entire body convulsed with terror as Derek's eyes bore into him eyes so cold they could freeze hell itself. Sweat poured down Nathan's face in rivers. His lips trembled, trying to form words, but nothing came out except pathetic whimpers.“This isn't real. This can't be real. How did that prison trash become this... this monster?”Claire's voice sliced through the tension like a rusty blade, shrill and dripping with entitled rage. She marched forward, each click of her designer heels an arrogant declaration of superiority. Her face was twisted into something ugly despite its beauty pure contempt mixed with fury.“Release my brother this instant, you worthless piece of gutter filth! Do you have any idea what I'll do to you? I will make your miserable existence so unbearable you'll pray for the sweet release of death every single second! I'll make you watch everyone you love suffer! I'll—”“Shut your mouth.”Derek's voice was barely above a whisper, but it cut through her tirad

The first thug didn't even see it coming. Derek's fist crashed into his face with a sickening crunch. The man's nose exploded. Blood sprayed. His head snapped back violently. Derek's boot caught him in the chest, launching him backward. He flew six feet and crashed into a table, shattering it.Derek caught the falling metal club mid-air.Then he moved.The club whistled through the air like a lightning strike. It smashed into the second thug's ribs. Crack. The man's chest caved in. He collapsed, gasping, blood pouring from his mouth.Derek spun. The club connected with another man's knee. The knee shattered. The thug screamed, his leg bending backward at an unnatural angle. He hit the ground, shrieking.A club swung toward Derek's head. He ducked, stepped inside the man's reach, and drove his elbow into the thug's throat. The windpipe collapsed. The man dropped, choking, clawing at his neck.Derek swung the club in a wide arc. It connected with three men at once. Bones cracked. Arms b

At that moment in time, hearing the sound and seeing the men on the floor completely knocked out, the ballroom fell silent. Every eye locked onto Derek."Who the hell is this guy, whom has decided to destroy himself?""Is he insane? Starting trouble at the Morrison family patriarch's birthday party, definitely something most be so wrong with him?""He's a dead man. They're going to carry him out in pieces.""What a clueless idiot."The guests stared at Derek with contempt, their faces twisted with scorn and pity. The Morrison family was a second-tier powerhouse now, with money, connections, and an army of enforcers. This fool walking in alone was committing suicide.Claire's face darkened instantly. Nathan stepped forward, adjusting his tie, his expression dripping with arrogance."You piece of trash! You dare cause a scene at the Morrison family estate? You tired of living?"Claire moved closer, her delicate face tilted up, eyes cold and sharp. Then her expression shifted. Her eyes w

He turned and walked toward the door, his steps heavy with purpose."Derek, wait—" Linda started after him, panic in her voice.Emily's voice stopped her. "Let him go, Mom. Megan sacrificed everything for him. If he doesn't show up tonight, if he doesn't fight for her, then he's not a man. He's just a coward who doesn't deserve to breathe."Derek walked down the stairs, his mind sharp, his fury a living thing inside him. He stepped outside into the rain and flagged down a cab. The driver looked at him nervously."Where to?"Derek's voice was flat, cold. "The Morrison estate."**The Morrison mansion blazed with light, glowing like a palace against the night sky. The driveway was packed with luxury cars Maseratis, Lamborghinis, Porsches, Maybachs, Rolls-Royces. Even the cheapest cars were Mercedes and BMWs. Wealth dripped from every corner.Inside the grand ballroom, Richard Morrison sat at the head of the room on a throne-like chair, his face glowing with pride and satisfaction. Guest