At that moment, hearing Soma confirm once again that she truly planned to spend the night at his place, Jason was taken aback. He blinked, processing her words as a little silence passed between them. Then, slowly, he let out a soft chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck.“Well... that is very, very new,” Jason muttered, looking over at her with a raised brow. “Honestly, I wasn’t expecting that at all. I mean, you spending the night? Today?” His eyes lingered on her for a second, a mix of surprise and amusement dancing in them. “But what can I say? I’d be the dumbest guy alive if I said no.”Soma, hearing that, smirked confidently. She leaned slightly toward him, her lips curled into a playful grin. “Better,” she replied. “Now start the car. Let’s go.”Jason didn’t hesitate. He turned the key and the engine came alive. The hum of the vehicle filled the car as they pulled away from the driveway. The mood between them felt light and oddly comforting. The night air drifted in through the

At that moment, upon seeing what just happened, Jason couldn’t help but smile. But it wasn’t just an ordinary smile it was the kind of calm, chilling grin that made even the air around him feel uneasy. His eyes locked onto the man whose hands were still glowing with that arrogant energy.Jason’s voice came low, smooth, but sharp like a blade.“So you think these little shenanigans… these little riasa of yours…” he said, mockingly waving a finger toward the man’s glowing hands, “...are going to scare me?”He shook his head slightly, the grin widening.“Well then… let me show you something real.”BAM!Before the man could even react before he could blink, before a single word escaped his throat Jason was gone. Not a step, not a flash. Just gone.And the next instant? He was right there.Right in front of him.The man’s eyes barely had time to widen in shock before Jason’s hand clamped around his neck. A sharp, sudden grip tight, unforgiving, deadly.The energy in the man’s hands vanishe

At that moment, upon hearing what the boss just said, Jason couldn’t help but start smiling that cold, calm kind of smile that sent chills through anyone who saw it. “Well,” Jason said slowly, his voice low and controlled, “I told you before… one way or the other, I would definitely get my answer. Which I’ve already done. So, you have no use to me again.”His words echoed slightly against the tiled walls of the restroom, mixing with the faint dripping sound from a leaky faucet. The air grew heavier, colder. The boss, still kneeling weakly, could barely lift his head. That was when he actually realized that he had already spilled everything every secret he swore he would never tell, every name he was supposed to die protecting. The realization struck him harder than any physical blow could have. His eyes widened, trembling with regret and fear.Jason stepped closer, his boots making a light thud against the wet floor. “You see,” Jason continued, his tone turning indifferent, “you can d

Derek’s heart began to pound hard.Each thump felt like a drumbeat in his chest, a brutal rhythm echoing his rising fear. He tried his best to hide it, to stay calm, to remain the fearless Derek everyone knew. But inside, he was shaking. The cloth bag still covered his face, the ropes held him tight to the cold metal chair, and he couldn’t move an inch—not even enough to shift his weight.But none of that was what unsettled him.It was the sound, that slow… steady… tap… tap… tap of the walking stick hitting the floor.He didn’t know why, but there was something about that sound that gripped his chest like a vice. It wasn’t rushed. It wasn’t panicked. It was calm—too calm. Whoever was walking toward him wasn’t nervous, wasn’t afraid, wasn’t in a hurry. That kind of composure only came from one thing: power.Whoever it was… they were in charge. No doubt about it.Derek knew it in his bones. He didn’t need to see to know. That wasn’t just any man coming toward him that was the boss. The

At that moment, Derek slowly lifted his head. His eyes, no longer filled with fear, locked directly onto the old man's gaze. There was no tremble in his voice this time. No stutter. Only silence at first, the kind of silence that made everyone else in the room hold their breath. Then slowly, Derek's lips curved—not into a smirk, not into a smile—but into something in between. Calm. Unshaken. And maybe, just maybe… dangerous."You said your eyes see everything," Derek said slowly, almost like he was speaking to a child. "Then maybe… it's time you went back and checked if those eyes of yours still work."The old man’s jaw tightened. The guards flinched, fists tightening. It wasn’t just the words Derek spoke—it was how he said them. The calmness in his voice, the control. The sheer disrespect. But more than that, it was the confidence. It was unnerving.“You speak boldly for someone still tied to a chair,” the old man said coldly, but even he could hear the shift. Something didn’t feel r