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 208: The Billion-Dollar ChoiceFor a moment, Mia thought she had misunderstood him. "What?"Johnny didn't take his eyes off the girl standing on the stage. "I said place a bid," he repeated, his voice calm but without hesitation. "We're taking her home."Mia stared at him. The man beside her was the same man who had entered this auction with one goal — Margaret. Every fight, every risk, every second spent inside this place had been for Margaret. And now he wanted to spend billions on someone else."Johnny..." She lowered her voice. "Are you sure?"He nodded. No hesitation, no doubt, just certainty. She studied his face for a few seconds, searching for any sign that he was making an emotional mistake. All she found was conviction — quiet, stubborn conviction she remembered too well. The same expression he wore whenever he decided something and refused to move.She sighed. "Alright then." She raised her hand. "One point one billion."The room reacted immediately. "One point two billion." She turned toward Johnny. He
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Chapter: Chapter 207: The First BidThe name escaped Johnny's lips before he could stop himself. "Margaret..."Barely a whisper. But Mia heard it — heard the difference in his voice. The certainty, the fear, the desperate hope.The same man who had walked into the Black Circle auction with a cold expression and a perfect plan was suddenly standing there like someone had ripped away every layer of protection he had built.She looked down at the girl on the stage, then back at him.Zemo's voice cut through the gallery again. "Ah. Now this one..." He looked toward the girl. "This one is special."Johnny's breathing stopped.She stood beneath the spotlight, unaware of the hundreds of eyes watching her.Her appearance was soft and beautiful in a way that felt completely out of place here. She was chubby in all the right places.Soft curves. Full hips. Breasts that strained against the thin fabric of her dress, the outline of her body visible through the sheer material.Her face was round and gentle—the kind of face that bel
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Chapter: Chapter 206: The Girl Who Looked Like MargaretEven in her current state, the girl on stage was beautiful.Tall and elegant, with a slim figure and smooth warm-toned skin, her long dark hair falling down her back in soft waves almost to her waist.The white dress she wore looked expensive, carefully chosen to make her stand out under the bright lights as it clung to her curves, leaving almost nothing to the imagination—the dip of her waist, the swell of her breasts, the long line of her legs.The dress wasn't chosen for her. It was chosen for the buyers. Every detail was meant to remind them that they weren't looking at a person, but something they could purchase.A perfect commodity. That was what they had turned her into — not a person, not someone with dreams or family or a life waiting for her. A product.But what disturbed Johnny most wasn't her appearance. It was her eyes. Empty, unfocused, like she wasn't truly there.Her steps were slow and uneven, her body moving only because someone had told it to. Like a puppet with its
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Chapter: Chapter 205: The Black Circle AuctionMia woke up with a dull ache behind her eyes. For a few seconds she didn't move, her mind still trying to catch up with reality.Her eyes slowly opened and the blurry ceiling above her came into focus. She was lying on a plush couch in a dark, comfortable room, soft amber lights glowing from hidden places.She sat up slowly, pressing two fingers to her temple. "Where are we?"The last thing she remembered was Darren Zemo's fingers snapping, followed by the sting of the dart and the cold embrace of darkness.“I’m guessing the auction house”She turned. Johnny was already awake, standing near the wall, still wearing his mask. "You're awake," she said."They used a tranquilizer dart to knock us out and make sure we couldn't track where they were taking us."He tilted his head toward the massive glass panel in front of them.Through it, she saw the space below. A wide circular floor, dimly lit. Rows of private rooms lining the walls high above it, each with a one-way glass panel. A gall
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Chapter: Chapter 204: Welcome to the Black Circle AuctionFor the first time since Johnny had seen him, something changed in the assassin's eyes — a tiny crack in the perfect emotionless mask he had built around himself, lasting only a second.But Johnny saw it. A real reaction. The man who had stood like a machine suddenly looked human, and that was somehow more disturbing.And he knew Mia saw it too, because her smile sharpened like a blade.She let her hand slide down his chest.Slow.Lower.Past his stomach.Until her palm pressed flat against the growing bulge in his pants.There.She squeezed. Just once. Gentle, but deliberate.The man's breath hitched. His jaw tightened. But he didn't move. Didn't pull away.He wants this, Mai confirmed. He needs someone to tell him what to do.Johnny's blood was boiling behind his mask.What the fuck.He hated her. He did. She was a liar, a manipulator, the architect of some of the worst years of his life.But watching her work—watching her read a man like an open book, break him open with nothing bu
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Chapter: Chapter 203: The Price of a SecretDarren Zemo stared at Mia like she'd grown a second head.Did she really just offer another five hundred million dollars — not for entry, not for a better position at the auction, not for information about the people being sold. For a story. About a bodyguard.His eyes moved toward the masked sniper standing behind him. Darren leaned back slightly, studying Mia with renewed interest."Let me make sure I understand this," he said. "You are willing to pay an extra five hundred million dollars just to hear about him?"Mia rested her chin lightly on her hand. "Yes."Darren’s brow climbed higher. "Why?"Johnny tensed beneath his mask. Careful, Mia.Mia glanced toward the masked guard. "Nothing complicated," she replied casually. "I just find it interesting.""Interesting?""Someone powerful enough to stand beside you, yet he hides his face behind such a high-tech mask that has night vision and thermal imaging " She tilted her head. "Was he a sniper or something?"For a second the entire ro
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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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