Everyone froze in disbelief. The underworld boss of the Southern District lay dead at Jaden Rift’s feet, cut down so brutally it was as if he had never been a man of power, only prey waiting to be slaughtered.The silence that followed was deafening. Blood still pooled across the concrete, and the stench of violence hung thick in the air.The shock didn’t last long. Harrison’s men, hardened killers themselves, suddenly looked like cornered dogs. Their eyes darted to Jaden, filled with terror and awe. No one wanted to test him, not after what they had just seen. One by one, weapons clattered to the ground. Then came the stampede—boots scraping against the floor as they bolted for the exit, pushing past one another in their frantic bid to survive.Jack and the rest of Morix’s crew stood frozen, their expressions twisted between reverence and disbelief. They had heard the rumors. They had seen the respect Morix gave this man. But witnessing it with their own eyes was something else entir

Her daughter’s lips trembled as she wailed, “But that’s how it happens on TV! Papa and Mama sleep in different rooms when they argue, and then they get a divorce…”Selena’s patience snapped. Her brows pinched tight as she scolded, “Enough. You’re grounded from watching TV for a week!”Usually, that was all it took. Normally, Mia would sulk, pout, and pretend she was the most wronged child alive. But this time, her little body stiffened. Instead of defiance, she broke down into desperate pleading.“Papa, Mama…” she whimpered, clutching at their clothes with her tiny hands. “I won’t watch TV anymore, I promise! I won’t even ask for ice cream ever again. I’ll do my homework every day, I’ll go to sleep early, I’ll even help Grandma wash the dishes… just please, don’t get a divorce. I don’t want to be an orphan…”The words hit Selena like a knife to the chest. Her annoyance vanished in an instant, replaced by guilt.She forgot for a moment that Mia was just a child. This little girl had gr

The next morning, Jaden stirred the moment the first shard of sunlight cut through the curtains and spilled across the room. His eyes blinked open—and froze.Selena was in his chest. Not his daughter.For a split second, his mind stalled. She lay curled against him, soft and delicate, breathing evenly like some timid kitten. Her hair brushed against his jaw, carrying the faint fragrance of shampoo from the night before.At the other end of the bed, Mia was sprawled sideways, snoring with all the energy of a child who had worn herself out. Her arms and legs were spread wide, claiming territory like a tiny conqueror.But here, in his arms… Selena.What the hell happened? Did she roll over in her sleep? Did she… seek his embrace without realizing?His chest tightened at the thought.Before he could move, her lashes trembled.She was waking up.Panic shot through him. Jaden instantly shut his eyes again, forcing his breathing to even out, feigning sleep. If she opened her eyes and saw him

Initially, Jones had placed every ounce of his hopes for revenge on Harrison Hart. He believed Harrison was the only one vicious and powerful enough to crush Jaden and Selena, to make them crawl. But within a single night, that fantasy collapsed. Harrison’s empire, which had stood for years, was nothing but ashes.Jones’s brows knit tight, his voice heavy with disbelief as he muttered, “Morix Sable… that sly bastard. He’s more ruthless than we gave him credit for. He must have been planning this for a long time, waiting for the perfect moment. Harrison didn’t see it coming—that’s the only explanation. Otherwise, there’s no way he would’ve gone down this easily.”Aiden slammed his palm on the table, his tone sharp with frustration. “And now look where that leaves us! Harrison’s gone, and Jaden Rift and his woman come out on top! I remember clear as day—we wanted Hart to be the one to punish them, to tear them apart. Now that chance is gone. What the hell are we supposed to do?”Elias l

The man’s expression twisted slightly, sweat rolling down his temple as he stammered, “B-before nine o’clock tonight.”Skybreaker leaned forward on his armchair, his eyes narrowing with a predator’s calm. “What time is it now then?” His voice was like a growl.The bespectacled man trembled so hard his glasses slid down his nose. He pushed them back with a shaky hand and whispered, “I-it’s five minutes pass 9 o'clock now.”Silence filled the room. The kind that made the air itself heavy. Skybreaker slowly lifted his gaze, the cold glint in his eyes cutting sharper than a knife. He studied the man as though weighing the worth of his very existence.“Didn’t I already warn you?” His tone was calm, but the menace underneath made the hairs on everyone’s neck stand. “If you dared return my money even a second late… I’d toss you from the balcony myself.”The man’s legs buckled. He collapsed to his knees again, his palms slapping the marble floor with dull thuds. He kowtowed desperately, his f