Chapter: The EdgeJohnny's back hit the wall with Kira wrapped around him.Her legs locked behind his waist. Her arms circled his neck. Her mouth found his—hungry, demanding, tasting like wine and something darker.He kissed her back because he had no choice. Because his body had taken over. Because she was warm and soft and pressing against him in all the right places.But in the back of his mind, a timer was ticking.Margaret. Every second counts.Kira pulled back just long enough to breathe. "About time you stopped fighting it."She slid down his body until her feet touched the floor. Then she pushed his jacket off his shoulders. Her fingers worked the buttons of his shirt with practiced ease, and soon the fabric fell away, exposing his chest.Her eyes traveled down his body. She bit her lower lip."You've been holding out on me, Johnny Steele."He didn't answer. He couldn't.She pushed him toward the bed.The silk sheets were cool against his back.Kira climbed on top of him, straddling his hips. H
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Chapter: Chapter 194: Kira's TemptationJohnny froze. For a moment he forgot why he'd rushed there.Kira Noir lay before him like she owned every second of the room. Her robe hung open, exposing every inch of her bronze skin.Her breasts were full and heavy, her nipples dark and already hard. The curve of her waist dipped into hips that seemed designed to be gripped.One leg was bent, her thigh catching the dim red light, leading his eyes to places he tried very hard not to stare at.She was a MILF in every sense of the word. Mature. Confident. Dangerous.And completely, utterly naked.She wasn't just beautiful — she had the kind of presence that made people stop and stare without realizing they were doing it, and her confident smile made it clear she knew exactly the effect she had on him.Johnny felt himself stiffen instantly. His mouth went dry and gaze lingered for a second too long before reality slammed back into his chest like a physical blow.Focus. Margaret. Focus.He forcibly tore his eyes away, his voice cracking
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Chapter: Chapter 193: Finding MargretThe call ended. Johnny stared at the shattered screen of his phone, and for a moment everything around him became strangely quiet — the restaurant, the people, the music, none of it mattered. All he could hear was Margaret's scream replaying in his mind. "Johnny… help…" Then—CRACK. Under the sheer, unnatural force of his grip, the phone bent completely out of shape, the glass fracturing into a thousand tiny shards that bit into his palm. He didn’t even feel it. He turned on his heel and walked back into the building. Mia was still seated exactly where he left her, completely calm, sipping her drink as she watched him approach. Johnny stopped right in front of her table. The expression on his face was unrecognizable now—cold, empty, and radiating a quiet, suffocating danger. “I’ve got to go,” he said shortly. Mia stood up quickly, her brow furrowing with rehearsed concern. “Is everything okay? Johnny, maybe I can help—” Johnny stopped and looked at her, really looked
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Chapter: Chapter 192: Good luckJohnny’s entire body went ice-cold. “What did you say?”“I—I see a few men behind me. They’re dressed in all black. Johnny, they’re walking really fast.”His grip on the phone tightened until the plastic casing groaned. “No…” he muttered under his breath, his eyes instantly sharpening into slits. “Margaret, listen to my voice. Walk faster. Do not stop for anything.”“I am! I’m walking as fast as I can!”“Can you run? Is there a crowd nearby?”“I think… oh god, I think they’re surrounding me—”Johnny turned completely away from the dining room now, his focus entirely locked on the call. “Find somewhere to hide. Right now.”“I don’t know where—wait… there's a side alley! I see a dumpster!”“Go there. Get behind it and stay small.”The frantic shuffle of footsteps echoed faintly through the phone, accompanied by her heavy breathing.“I’m there… I’m hiding…” she whispered, terrified.Johnny’s voice dropped into a controlled, urgent command. “Put the phone down on the ground. Don’t hang u
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Chapter: Chapter 191: Hey, MargaretJohnny’s grip tightened around the phone until his knuckles turned white. His eyes never left Mia, boring into her calm facade.“What the fuck are you playing at, Mia?” His voice dropped low, lethal and sharp. “Why are you doing this?”Mia didn’t even blink. Her expression remained smooth, entirely unbothered by his glare."You and I both know you're not pregnant." His voice cut through the candlelit quiet of the Royal Clam."But I am," she insisted, her voice soft but steady.Johnny let out a short, humorless bark of laughter. “Again, even if you were then there’s not a chance in hell it’s mine.”“It’s yours.” The way she said looking at him directly. Her eyes were clear and unwavering. Like she had never told a lie in her entire life.He stared at her a moment longer, trying to read the angles of her face. Something in her eyes pulled at him in a way he absolutely hated—it wasn't soft or warm, but steady and certain. And for a moment—just a moment—he almost believed her.He knew be
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Chapter: Chapter 190: The Royal ClamJohnny pulled up to the Royal Clam in exactly fourteen minutes.This wasn’t the first time visiting the Royal Clam since the breakup, hell this was where he met Magret Grace.But this time was different.This time, the Royal Clam stood like a memory he didn't want to relive — not just a restaurant, but luxury dressed up as emotion. It wasn’t just a restaurant; it was a fortress of luxury designed to make wealthy people feel important. Tall glass walls, soft amber lighting, and rows of pristine, expensive sports cars parked out front. It was the kind of exclusive haven where people paid premium prices to pretend their lives were perfect.He remembered the first time he'd come here. He'd worn his only suit—the cheap one that didn't quite fit right. He'd saved for months just to afford the appetizers. He'd watched Mia smile across the table, thinking she was happy, thinking she loved him.What a fool.He parked, stepped out, and walked toward the entrance. His new suit fit like a seco
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The Gambling System
In a world where gambling dictates status, power, and survival, Peter Donovan—a seventeen-year-old delivery boy who despises gamblers—has spent his life avoiding risks. But when his ailing mother’s life hangs by a thread, Peter is left with no choice but to enter the high-stakes world he’s always loathed. Desperation forces his hand, and Peter bets everything—only to lose it all.
Beaten, broken, and left for dead in a rain-soaked alley, Peter prepares to fade into the darkness. But as the last of his hope slips away, the impossible happens.
A faint glow pierces through his pain—a semi-transparent interface appearing before his eyes.
[System Initialization... Loading T.I.M.E Protocol]
Welcome, Time Gambler.
Welcome to the Gambling System]
Now Peter can wager minutes, memories, even years of his life—to manipulate fate itself. But every second spent is a second he'll never get back.
To save his mother, to defeat the gamblers who destroyed him, Peter must master the cruelest game of all: time.
One wrong move, and his future disappears. One right one, and he might just rewrite destiny.
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Chapter: Chapter 141: His handChapter 141For a second, Johnny did not breathe.The sniper’s body dropped.It happened fast, but not fast enough.He saw it.The man falling backwards, arms loose, boots scraping uselessly against the wall. The broken glass around the window frame caught the sunlight as the body passed through it. And there—still clenched tight in the tactical vest—Johnny’s hand.His hand.They fell together.Fourteen floors.Johnny leaned over the window before he could stop himself.The wind hit his face hard. It smelled like dust, smoke, and something burnt from the fight. Far below, the street looked unreal. Small cars. Tiny people.Then—A distant sound.A heavy, sickening impact.Even from that height, he heard it.A dull crack against concrete.Johnny’s stomach twisted.For a moment, everything went quiet.Then the pain arrived.It did not build slowly.It exploded.“Aaaahhh!”He fell backward into the room, clutching his arm. Or what was left of it.Blood poured from the open stump in violen
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Chapter: Chapter 146: The FightThe room felt smaller the moment the sniper stepped forward. Wind pushed through the shattered windows behind him, carrying dust and the distant echo of traffic far below. The building creaked from all the damage Johnny had caused getting here. They were alone. No civilians. No witnesses. Just broken walls and unfinished business. The sniper raised the pistol. Johnny moved first. Bang. The muzzle flashed bright orange. Johnny twisted sideways. The first bullet sliced past his ribs. Bang. The second round slammed into his upper arm. Pain burst through him like fire under the skin. He didn’t slow down. He charged. The sniper fired again. Bang. This one hit his shoulder. The impact spun him slightly—but he kept pushing forward, teeth gritted, ignoring the burn as flesh already began stitching itself back together. [Instant Health Restoration Activated] Johnny grabbed a metal stool from beside the wall and hurled it. The sniper shot it mid-air.
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Chapter: Chapter 145The final rotation slowed...Click.The tile locked.A pause — stretched too long.Peter leaned in.And then — the number flared into view.NEGATIVE FOUR MULTIPLIER.–4XThe red pulsed across the board like a warning siren, deep and final.Peter stared.Froze.Time stopped.“What the fuck...” he whispered, the words falling out of him like broken glass.The crowd gasped — not just surprised, but horrified. A ripple of stunned silence spread through the arena. Even the anchor didn’t speak — for a moment.Then:“...OH NO.”The Anchor's voice cracked with disbelief. “Peter Donovan has landed a –4X! That’s the highest penalty on the board!”Gasps turned to roars. Shouts. Chaos.It was like someone had thrown a match into dry brush — disbelief ignited into pandemonium. The arena screens zoomed in on Peter’s face, pale and stunned. His chest rose and fell, sharp and uneven.Across from him, Chloe didn’t blink. She didn’t smirk.She simply tilted her head. One degree.As if saying: Now we’re
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Chapter: Chapter 144: What the fuckChloe didn’t hesitate.Her eyes flicked briefly to the board—just once, just long enough to assess the remaining tiles. 5x unflipped, Six unknowns.But unlike Peter, she didn’t pause to consult a system. She didn’t flinch.She moved.A single, fluid motion: her hand rose, fingers curved like a conductor mid-symphony, then drifted downward and tapped tile 4.The crowd barely had time to react before the hum returned.Click—click—click.The flipping began.Peter leaned in.He watched—not the tile, but her.There was no tremble in her hand. No shift in her gaze. But her breath — there it was. A single, almost imperceptible hitch in her inhale. Not fear. Not panic.Just... calculation failing to resolve.Click—click—click.The rotations slowed.Light glinted off the edges of the spinning tile like silver teeth waiting to bite.Click.It locked.A cold pulse spread through the board.NEGATIVE ONE MULTIPLIER.–1XThe number glowed red. A soft, almost mocking tone accompanied the display. An
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Chapter: Chapter 143: 4x"System, give me the probability odds of the remaining tiles landing a 4X."---[PROBABILITY VISION ACTIVATED]Calculating...Using Probability Vision for 8 tiles will cost 24 minutes.Would you like to proceed?{YES/NO}---“Yes.”---[TIME BANK: 121 minutes → 97 minutes][Skill Activated: Probability Vision (Level 3)]Calculating...---Tile 1: 30%Tile 3: 17%Tile 4: 11%Tile 5: 18%Tile 7: 12%Tile 8: 25%Tile 9: 9%Tile 10: 22%---Peter’s eyes flicked across the shimmering data overlay on his display, absorbing it all in a heartbeat. Sweat prickled beneath his collar, but he kept his breathing steady.His first flip had landed. But Chloe’s cold 5X had already shifted the entire flow of the match.No more room for safe moves.Still… he couldn’t risk a reckless one.Tile 1. Best odds. Highest probability. No hesitation.Peter extended a single finger toward the board. The surface of Tile 1 pulsed faintly beneath the glass-like sheen, as though sensing the weight of the moment.He
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Chapter: Chapter 142: First flipThe crowd was still vibrating with energy as the Anchor gave a sweeping bow and stepped back from center stage.A quiet hum pulsed through the vast hall, as though the room itself was holding its breath.On the holo-display, the game board flickered into readiness — the sleek digital grid shimmering faintly in the dim light.10 tiles loaded. Coin flip pending.At their seats, Peter and Chloe faced each other across the elevated table — a sleek black surface bordered with thin neon-blue lines. Their personal displays hovered in front of them, responsive to their slightest touch, transparent but pulsing faintly in rhythm with their heartbeats.Peter tightened his grip on the tablet, knuckles white for a moment before he forced himself to breathe. His pulse thrummed painfully in his neck.Across from him, Chloe sat like stone. One leg crossed over the other, tablet resting lightly on her lap. Not a flicker of tension showed in her face — only cold, clinical focus. A chessmaster waiting f
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Chapter: Chapter 46: The Commander?The table was dead silent.Every pair of eyes was locked on Jaxon, but Jaxon’s eyes were fixed squarely on Alexander. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what was going on — Alexander was keeping a low profile, hiding who he truly was. But Jaxon’s mind burned with one question: At what cost?Was his reason truly worth sitting there and swallowing insults from people not even worthy to shine his boots, let alone breathe the same air?Seraphina noticed Jaxon’s gaze and followed it. The moment her eyes landed on Alexander, something clicked in her head — faster than in anyone else at the table.And then it hit her like lightning.Alexander… was the Commander?It made no sense. And yet… it explained everything and nothing all at once. Her thoughts tangled. How could her quiet, seemingly unremarkable husband be that man? The man whose name echoed through military history?She remembered whispers, rumors — of a man called the Green Knight, the undefeated strategist of the Eastern Front, t
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Chapter: Chapter 45 – Dinner with WolvesThe Lockwoods were ushered into the Intercontinental Royale with all the reverence of crowned monarchs. The hotel staff bowed, bellboys whisked away their luggage, and the concierge personally escorted them to the penthouse floor. Champagne was poured the instant they stepped into their suites; silk curtains billowed in the soft breeze of the ocean-view balconies.It was luxury the Lockwoods thought they deserved… and now they reveled in it.Later that evening, Lady Lockwood summoned everyone for a family dinner in the grand, chandelier-lit restaurant of the hotel. The table was long, polished to a mirror shine, laden with silverware and enough gourmet dishes to feed an army.Alexander sat quietly at the far end, as though the whole spectacle were none of his concern. Beside him, Seraphina sipped her wine in silence.The conversation started politely enough. But soon… the fangs came out.“Seraphina,” one of the Lockwood elders began between chews of roasted lamb, “why have you refused
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Chapter: Chapter 44 – The Silent King’s MoveAlexander stood alone in the parking lot, hands tucked in his pockets, as the Lockwoods stormed off — pride bruised, anger simmering.This wasn’t his problem.He didn’t owe them anything.Walk away, he told himself.But then… he smirked. “I’ll join you in a second,” he’d told Seraphina earlier. “Just need to make a quick call.”Once the coast was clear, he pulled out his phone and dialed a secure number.The line clicked. “Hello, Master Caspian,” came the warm, measured voice of Geoffrey — his butler, his shadow, the one man in the world Alexander trusted without question. “Geoffrey,” Alexander said calmly. “How much would I need to buy to become the majority shareholder of the Intercontinental Royal? And I mean immediately. Two minutes, max.”There was a pause.Then Geoffrey’s voice shifted gears — into that smooth, surgical rhythm of high finance.“Based on current valuation,” Geoffrey began, “the Intercontinental Royal is owned by a conglomerate of luxury investors. The Fisher F
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Chapter: Chapter 43 – The Intercontinental Royal Incident“Jaxon, what’s wrong?” Natasha rushed to her fiancé, panic flickering across her face.“I think he dropped something,” Alexander answered calmly, almost casually — before Jaxon could speak for himself.Natasha blinked, confusion written all over her. The same expression mirrored on every Lockwood face. Their minds scrambled for answers, trying to process what they had just witnessed.“Yeah… I dropped something,” Jaxon stammered, his voice uneven. “Thought I… thought I dropped something.” His eyes, however, never left Alexander’s.Alexander’s lips curved into a faint, knowing smirk — a silent thank you that only Jaxon would understand.A collective gasp of relief rippled through the group. The explanation, flimsy though it was, was infinitely more believable than the truth. No one pressed further. Not yet.Lady Lockwood cleared her throat sharply, eager to sever the awkward silence strangling the air.“Alright,” she said briskly. “Why don’t we get going? We’ve arranged for your stay at
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Chapter: Chapter 42 – The Return of the CreedSeven months had passed since the Maverick Contract saga. The Lockwood estate, though as grand and orderly as ever, buzzed with restless anticipation. A new storm loomed on the horizon, whispered in hushed conversations and stolen glances — Natasha Lockwood was coming home. And she wasn’t alone.“Seraphina,” Lady Lockwood’s voice cut through the quiet like a blade. Her tone was calm, but laced with the authority of a matriarch who commanded obedience. “Get ready. You’ll be coming with us — as an elder of the Lockwood family — to welcome your sister and her fiancé at the airport.”Seraphina froze where she stood. Her face betrayed what her lips dared not utter.Lady Lockwood’s gaze sharpened. “What? Do you have a problem?”Seraphina swallowed her words. The last thing she wanted, barely weeks after becoming the youngest elder in Lockwood history, was to say something that would drag her back to the rank of a nobody. But deep inside, resentment churned like molten fire.“No… not really,
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Chapter: Chapter 41: Elder by force “I must have heard wrong,” Lady Charlotte Lockwood said, leaning forward, eyes narrowing. “No, Grandmother,” Seraphina replied steadily. “You heard me right. I’ll accept the position as project head for the Maverick contract… on one condition.” She paused. “I want to be made an elder of the Lockwood family.” Silence fell. Lady Lockwood froze. She had expected Seraphina to demand something bold, outrageous even—but this… this was beyond anything she could have imagined. It wasn’t audacious. It was unthinkable. “You must be out of your mind. That’s insane,” she finally managed to stutter. In all her long years, no one had ever dared request something so absurd. Seraphina said nothing. Her eyes flicked toward Alexander, searching for silent reassurance. Her heart pounded wildly, her nerves frayed like exposed wire. What the hell am I doing? she asked herself. She didn’t know why she was trusting him—she had no reason to. Except for the fact that Alexander Chase, her enigmatic hu
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