Greg Pikitis had led a brutal life. He grew up an orphan on the streets and learned to brawl from his bullies.In his late teenage years, a Muay Thai master noticed him on the streets and adopted him. The master raised him like a son and trained him in the discipline. Pikitis was naturally talented and surged in the clan to become one of their best fighters.Pikitis' talents earned him power and influence to the point he began to defy the master who taught him everything. He was an ugly man, and women abhorred him. Rejecting the moral principles of a martial artist, he began to exploit women through blackmail and extortion.Pikitis turned into a megalomaniac, and one day, overcome with lust, he forced himself on his master's daughter. When the old man came to her rescue, Pikitis killed him in cold blood. The mafia noticed his brutal actions and accepted him readily as one of their own.Greg became a hitman for the underworld and also participated in illegal fights with martial arts ch

Carol and Josh were seated in Elias' private chamber. Josh's eyes were sparkling in wonder as he admired the extravagance and high-living amenities. The room had luxurious lounges, an expensive mini-bar, and aquarium walls.The Mayor entered, dressed in his brand-new suit, and greeted his guests."Carol… It's so good to see you after a long time," he said warmly, extending his hand.Carol smiled in response and shook his hand. He looked impeccable with his expensive suit, slicked-back hair, and charismatic smile. Elias was still every bit the perfect, aristocratic young man she remembered from college. Expect that now, he wielded tremendous power and wealth at his fingertips."Elias… The pleasure is mine," she replied with a soft tone.The Mayor frowned to see Josh, who had tagged along with his sister. He wanted some privacy to propose to Carol and, if possible, get physically intimate with her today. However, her brother might throw a wrench into his exciting plans."You are Josh, I

'Absolutely not,' Carol told herself, as Victor's face rushed into her memory. He was a considerate, kind gentleman who really cared for her. The young man wasn't wealthy like Elias, but the warmth and security Carol felt around him was unmistakable. Even though theirs was an arranged marriage, she eventually developed feelings for him. Now that he was no longer in her life, it hurt badly.The Ateliers constantly berated Victor over his middle-class income. But Carol liked him just the way he was. Her bonds with Victor hadn't been entirely severed. Right now, if she got remarried or entered into a new relationship, it would be cheating on him.Even though Victor had been dishonest with her about certain aspects of his life, there was a chance for them to be together again. They could resolve their differences if they sat down and talked like adults. She hoped."I'm sorry, Elias," Carol replied warmly. "The diamond ring is beautiful and exemplary. Whoever marries you will be a lucky wo

Victor made no attempt to respond to Carol's controversial question. The unfortunate and uncomfortable truth was Claire's teeth had indeed caused the hickey on his neck. But it was the consequence of her childish behavior. Victor had no idea she wanted to mark him like a werewolf's mate.Carol's reaction convinced him with regret that women took such things seriously. At this point, would she even believe him if he told her the truth?"Is it a love bite from Claire?" Carol asked, her voice faltering. Victor didn't respond to her query regardless. A tear escaped the beauty's eye and ran down her cheek. The man didn't deny her allegation, which meant the hickey was indeed from Claire.Carol was now convinced the billionaire goddess had won Victor over, a fear she harbored when she was married. The man now shamelessly brandished his love bites as trophies to the world. He had forgotten their past love and bonds of marriage, spiraling down the path of sexual indulgence. She was a fool for

The men surrounded Victor but kept their distance. The fierce-looking men were waiting for Elias' orders."These men are not your standard gangsters. They are underworld warriors who have fought under the most dangerous circumstances. Your street-fighting skills will falter before them. Since you already want to die, they'll put you out of your misery.""My misery?" Victor asked. His aura had darkened, bringing a sense of dread to everyone else. But Elias was clueless because of his loud, egoistic rant."Well, are you so oblivious of your condition, Victor? You are dirt poor and absolutely worthless. Maybe you earned some money from pimping out your body to female billionaires. However, I am sure you spent it away like the fool you are.""Because of your insanity and poverty, Carol left you. Don't you see your misery? Perhaps you thought showing up here like a hapless orphan would persuade her to sympathize and take you back. What a joke! Instead, your erratic behavior only made her s