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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Chapter: Chapter 107: You’re joking, right?Johnny stared at Lydia like she had just spoken a different language. For a moment, the words did not land. They hovered in the air between them, light and unreal, as if they could still be laughed off. Darius King’s fiancée. That made no sense. None at all. Johnny let out a short breath, almost a laugh, but it died halfway. “That’s not funny,” he said. “You’re joking, right?” Lydia did not smile this time. She only watched him, calm and patient, like someone waiting for another person to catch up. As she breathed, the fabric stretched tight over her heavy breasts, a faint outline teasing through. Johnny ran a hand through his hair and took a step back. His mind started racing, trying to rearrange facts that no longer fit. Darius. That man. Arrogant, slimy, bully, always pretending to be bigger than he was. The same man who had begged, sweated, and cried at Johnny’s feet earlier. And this woman was engaged to him? “How is that even possible?” Johnny muttered, more to himself
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Chapter: Chapter 106Johnny stared.Of all the people who could have been standing there, this was the one his mind hadn’t prepared for.“Lydia Silver?”She smiled like she had been expecting that exact reaction. Her dress clung to her hourglass curves, the thin fabric hugging her full hips and dipping low enough to tease the swell of her ample chest with every breath.“Yes,” she said easily. “Good evening, Johnny Steele.”Her voice was calm. Not nervous. Not rushed. Like this was a normal visit. As she shifted, the dress's silky hem rode up her smooth thigh just a bit, drawing his eyes before he caught himself.Johnny stayed where he was for a second too long. His hand was still on the door handle.Lydia glanced past him. “May I?”He stepped aside without thinking.She walked in, her hips swaying with a natural rhythm that made the dress flutter against her legs.Not hurried. Not cautious. She moved like someone who was used to being let into places without asking twice. The door closed softly behind he
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Chapter: Chapter 105Johnny stepped into the Nebula Hotel lobby like he owned the place. Which he did. Heads turned right away. Staff fixed their uniforms quick. Guests paused, eyes flicking over him. Sophie, the hotel manager was already waiting by the desk with her tablet in hand. Her clean suit fit tight around her curvy hips and full chest, and a few strands of hair had escaped her ponytail to brush against her soft neck. "Welcome back, sir," she said with a small smile as her eyes flicked over his strong arms. Johnny nodded quick. “How long was I gone” “Just under six hours,” she replied. He blinked. "...That long?" Johnny checked the time on his phone. 4:30PM. Almost six hours gone. He had spent over five hours at the Silvercrest Hotel. Didn't feel like it. It was all so fast paced and felt like it all happened under an hour. "Your Sky Sovereign suite is ready," Sophie said, leaning in a tad. The move made her cleavage peek just enough to tease. Johnny nodded. "Thanks." As he passed
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Chapter: Chapter 104: UltimatiumDarius stood frozen in the middle of the room. His mouth was open at first. Then it closed. Then opened again. Nothing came out.“Johnny, I mean Sir I don’t— I don’t understand.”Johnny tilted his head.“Did I stutter.” Johnny questioned.“I am going to fuck your fiancée to the Nebula Hotel…. Johnny said. “Or you’ll walk out of this building unemployed.”The words stayed where Johnny left them.Hanging.Not echoing. Not fading. Just sitting there, ugly and heavy, like smoke that refused to clear.Darius shook his head.Santiago Silver, the now former owner of Silvercrest Holdings stepped forward half a pace.“Sir,” he said. His voice was careful. Old-school. The voice of a man who had negotiated his way out of worse situations than this. “Please. I think you should reconsider your terms.”Johnny turned his head slowly.Looked at him.“Thank you for your advice” he said politely, “but I don’t think I will”The old man’s posture, always straight, always careful, sagged just a little. Eve
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Chapter: Chapter 103Chapter 103Darius couldn’t stop staring at Johnny’s face.Not because it was different.Because it wasn’t.Same calm eyes. Same straight posture. Same voice he remembered from years ago, back when it was easy to bark orders at him. Back when Johnny kept his head down and said yes to everything.Now the room felt smaller.The air felt thicker.sound that felt too loud.Johnny didn’t rush it. He stood there like he had all the time in the world. He let the silence hang where it was.Darius swallowed. His throat made a dry sound that felt too loud.He stood there, stiff, eyes locked forward like that might help. Like if he didn’t move, didn’t breathe too loud, this would pass.It didn’t.The room stayed quiet.Too quiet.And Darius stood there, knowing—really knowing—that whatever came next wasn’t something he could talk his way out of.Johnny tilted his head, just slightly.“Darius…. My old boss,” he said. Calm. Almost curious. “Tell me something.”Darius’s fingers twitched at his sid
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Chapter: Chapter 102: Look at youThe word sorry still hung in the air.It didn’t fade. It didn’t soften.It just stayed there, heavy, unfinished.Darren was still on his knees.His back straight. Too straight. Like he was holding himself together with tension alone.Johnny didn’t react right away.That was the worst part.The pause stretched long enough for people to start counting breaths without meaning to.One.Two.Three.Johnny stepped forward.Just one step.The sound of his shoe against the floor echoed louder than it should have.Darren’s eyes followed the movement without lifting his head. Another step.Johnny stopped right in front of him.Close.Close enough that Darren noticed things he shouldn’t have been noticing. Things he couldn’t even explain or understand himself.Johnny leaned down slightly.Not to help him.Not to lift him.Just enough to speak.“Look at you,” Johnny said in a quiet., low.It wasn’t for the for the room to hear, just for him.Darren’s jaw clenched. “You really surprised me.” Joh
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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 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 141: The next dayThe next day finally arrived. Autumn had fully set in across Monte Carlo Gambling University — the crisp air biting with an edge of chill, fallen leaves skittering across the cobblestone pathways.And there they were.Peter and Chloe marching through the winding campus grounds toward their destination — the grand Designated Gambling Hall. Their paths aligned, yet their thoughts worlds apart.“I’m going to win this gamble and prove myself.”For Peter, the need was primal. Unquenchable. It radiated from every step, a hunger that no one had to explain — you could see it in his eyes, in the set of his jaw.Chloe’s resolve, though just as fierce, was buried beneath layers of carefully constructed artifice. She wore her usual corporate-inspired attire: a crisp white blouse tucked into a fitted black pencil skirt, tailored charcoal blazer hugging her slender frame. On her feet — sharp black heels that clicked a steady rhythm across the polished floors. Her look was elegant, cold, commanding
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Chapter: Chapter 140: Later that NightLater that night.Somewhere across a quieter side of the Monte Carlo Gambling University Campus.Chloe sat alone in her dorm room, a small island of light amid the creeping darkness. A vintage brass desk lamp cast a warm, narrow glow across her cluttered workspace. The rest of the room was draped in shadows — the only other light came from her laptop, its screen flickering softly, washing her face in cold blue.A notebook lay open beside her, its pages crowded with scrawled diagrams and hurried annotations. Pen in hand, she hovered just above the paper, deep in thought.She was studying. But not textbooks. Not theoretical models. No — in front of her was something far more specific, more obsessive.A recorded gamble.On screen: Peter Donovan facing off against Noami. The match had long since ended, yet Chloe — known to most by her gambling alias, Noir — had watched this tape at least six times already. Probably more. She clicked the timeline backward again, freezing the frame on Peter
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