A bullet shot from the barrel of the pistol with terrifying speed. But Logan had already moved. His body tilted to the side, so fast that Alex's eyes could barely follow. The bullet passed by the side of Logan's head, missing by only a few centimeters. In the same movement, Logan stepped forward, his hand grasping Alex's wrist with an iron grip. The bone snapped. Alex screamed and his pistol fell. Logan twisted Alex's arm brutally, forcing him to his knees on the floor. Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Alex did not even have time to blink before he was already kneeling with a broken arm, his face pale and covered in cold sweat. "No, impossible," he stammered. "You, you dodged the bullet." Logan stood over Alex, looking down at him with a gaze that made Alex's blood run cold. For the first time since this meeting began, Alex felt something different from Logan. An aura. An aura so powerful, so terrifying, so threatening that his whole body trembled. It was li

The car drove in complete silence.Chen drove with focus, his eyes on the dark road ahead.Logan sat in the back seat, his head resting against the window, staring out with a vacant gaze.Jordan was in the front passenger seat, his body stiff, his eyes also looking out, but not really seeing anything.No one spoke, not even the sound of music.Only the smooth sound of the car engine and occasionally the wind outside.Jordan could still hear Carlos's screams in his head.Could still see Alex's swollen and bloody face.Could still feel the oppressive atmosphere in that basement.He had never witnessed anything like this before.He knew this world was harsh, but seeing it firsthand, feeling the darkness and despair in that room, was truly different.Jordan swallowed hard, his hands clenched in his lap.He wanted to ask something but didn't know what to say.So he just stayed silent.Staring out the window at the passing darkness.Chen glanced at Jordan from the corner of his eye, catchin

Two days later. Morning at the city security unit center felt colder than usual. A thin fog still enveloped the five-story building that stood firmly in the middle of the government district. A luxurious black sedan slid into the dedicated parking area, stopping right in front of the main entrance. The back door opened, and William Ashford stepped out in a neat dark suit, his face looking serious and tired at the same time. Behind him, four large bodyguards got out of the second car, following his steps with vigilant postures. William walked into the building, passing several security officers who immediately bowed respectfully. The Ashford name still held great weight in this city, although their power was no longer what it used to be. He took the private elevator up to the third floor, then walked towards a large room with a plaque reading "Head of Security Unit, Julian Swift.” William knocked once on the door, then walked straight in without waiting for an answer. Inside, a

Logan sat at the large dining table in his luxurious villa, surrounded by people who had become an important part of his life. Chen sat to his right, his posture straight despite eating. Jordan was to his left, also focusing on his food. And across from Logan, Samantha sat with a gentle smile on her face. It had been over two days since Samantha refused to go home. Her reason was simple yet difficult for Logan to refuse: she wanted to spend time with the boys, as she called them. Furthermore, Samantha had free time from her legislative duties, which usually consumed all her time. There were no important sessions, no urgent meetings, no political crises demanding her attention. Logan was initially hesitant. His villa was his private space, a place where he could just be himself. Samantha's presence changed that dynamic. But he couldn't refuse. Not because he was weak, but because there was something inside him that wanted Samantha to stay here. Something he had suppressed f

Hank looked at Magnus with a sharp gaze, his jaw clenched. "So you're saying there's a third party that took all three of our people?" he asked. Magnus nodded. "Yes. And that person is hazardous. Dangerous enough to take Carlos, James, and Alex without a trace. You know the reputation of my youngest son. With his crazy behavior, who could take him away?" Hank was silent for a moment, his mind racing. If Magnus was telling the truth, if there truly was a common enemy that took Carlos, Alex, and James, then fighting here would only be a waste of time. Furthermore, Magnus was right. Alex's stubborn and rebellious reputation was well-known throughout the city. "Alright," Hank finally said. "Tell me what you know." Magnus gestured for his bodyguard to step back, then walked down the steps towards Hank. "Let's talk in a more private place," he said. Hank nodded, following Magnus towards the large study on the second floor. The room was spacious with walls full of bookshelves, a la