Chapter 2Adrian opened his eyes once again. The image above him was blurry. He blinked several times, trying to get a clearer view of the ceiling.A nurse stood beside his bed, fiddling with the IV cannula attached to his arm. She held a syringe in her hand, ready to inject its contents into the line.At first, he ignored her and tried to shift himself, adjusting slightly on the bed.But then...It happened again.That strange ability he had mysteriously awakened with after coming out of the coma.He could hear her heartbeat it was fast, too fast.She didn’t realize he was awake.But he could sense her fear.Why was she so nervous? He thought to himselfThen he looked at the liquid in the syringe. His vision zoomed in as though guided by instinct. He saw through it, analyzing its chemical makeup at a molecular level.And his eyes widened in shock. It was an high dose of potassium chlorideHe knew exactly what that would do.Immediate cardiac arrest causing an instant death.Without h

Chapter 4Adrian walked out of the hospital with a small smile on his face.He was a doctor, but for the first time, he actually felt like one.Before his ten-year coma, his colleagues had always looked down on him.Though he bore the title of a doctor, he was never given the chance to treat a patient. They all considered him incompetent.He had been reduced to handling instruments, sterilizing equipment, and cleaning up after surgeries, doing the work of an intern, despite his qualifications.But today was different.Today, he had felt the pressure of holding a life in his hands.And for some reason, it felt… good.He looked down at the platinum card in his hand and beamed.It was a membership card granting him access to the topmost floor of Madam Graciela Vaughn’s hotel.Not just any hotel, it was a five-star luxury empire, the most elite in America.Adrian had no cash on him for a taxi, so he decided to walk, even though the hotel was quite far.He had nowhere else to go. Returning

Chapter 6Adrian sat still, eyes locked on Drake. His heart was racing, not from fear… but from something deeper. Something awakening.He could barely process the truth.He was an heir, He has an hidden legacy. How?The room was silent except for the soft hum of the air conditioner.Finally, Adrian asked, voice steady but low.“Why did I collapse earlier? What happened to me?”Drake leaned back in his seat, studying him carefully.“You tried to use your gift… while it was still dormant.” Drake said, and then paused, studying Adrian's reaction “And every power… comes at a price.” He addedAdrian’s brows furrowed. His heart skipped a bit“What price?”Drake stood and walked to the window, drawing the curtain slightly to let in a sliver of light.“That’s not for me to answer. You’ll have to find that out on your own. But the more you push your gift without understanding it…”He looked over his shoulder."The heavier the price becomes.”Adrian swallowed hard."What do you mean?" He asked

Chapter 8Madam Graciela gently combed through her daughter’s long, silky hair, her eyes warm with admiration. "You look so beautiful," she whispered, setting the comb down delicately.Valentina, in her late twenties, gave a nervous smile. “Mum, do I really have to do this? You know how much I hate public gatherings... because of my condition.”“Valentina,” Madam Graciela said, her voice turning firm but loving, “you’re my only child. It’s time you step into the light. You’ve been hiding behind your modeling career for too long. This is just an extension of your brand. Vaughn Group is your legacy.”Valentina stared at her gloves, long, fashionable, perfectly matching her dress. But to her, they weren’t a fashion statement. They were armor. A desperate shield against the world’s invisible filth.“I know, Mum,” she said quietly. “But what if I make a scene? What if...”“No one will touch you,” Madam Graciela assured. “Security has been instructed. You will be safe. You’ve come a long wa