“No!” Maya screamed as soon as she saw that Adrian had fallen to the ground. Tears fell from her eyes, and left with the tough decision of either leaving her son to run after him or protecting him, she watched from a distance, sniffling loudly.“Please, don’t die.” She prayed silently, watching as the source of her freedom lay still on the ground. Brymo and his men were already rejoicing, cheering as they looked at Adrian who was still on the ground for over a minute. “The bastard is dead, Boss!” One of the men said to Brymo, and then he began to walk toward Adrian. He kicked his leg as soon as he was close enough, and after getting no reaction from him, he inched closer, looking downward at his face. He kept his eyes on Adrian’s face for a while, just to be certain that he was no longer breathing.“I think he is dead, Boss!” He announced happily, turning to face their leader. Brymo nodded, his eyes still on Adrian.“Serves him right!” He snorted, limping toward the body. “I ho

“I know, you don’t…” Adrian gave a quick response, holding onto his smile. “But you will understand soon.” He added, inching closer to the bed. Seth was forced to watch him reach for his pocket again, but this time he took out a bottle containing a whitish liquid. Turning to Seth, Adrian maintained his smile, and then with a calm tone, he requested, “I need you to look around, Seth. Could you find me some water? It will help with your mother.” “Yes!” At the mention of his mother, Seth sprang up from the bed, rushing out of the room at once.He moved as though he knew where he was, but Adrian was not so much bothered.“He seems smart.” He whispered, certain that he was going to be able to carry out the task.Maya was no longer jerking, but her condition had not become any better. She was hardly breathing, her fingers moving from one direction to the other as though she was trying to point to something nonexistent or probably invisible. Adrian moved closer to her, and then he ope

Maya chuckled softly, but clearly, she didn’t understand the amount of sensation that was going all over Adrian’s body. He couldn’t count how many times he had sighed, holding onto the smile on his face. “Why does this seem very personal to you, Adrian?” Maya finally asked the question that had been nestled in her mind for a very long time.She didn’t just know where to start from, struggling to find the most suitable words to use at that moment. Adrian sighed heavily, and then he cleared his throat, his expression plain and unreadable. “That’s because this is very personal for me, Maya.” He finally broke his silence, but the lady still needed to understand what he meant, staring with her brows furrowed. It almost seemed as though she needed to beg for a response, but just before she was ready to break the silence, Adrian continued with a low but audible tone. “I was forced out of this City by the same people who killed your husband, Maya.” Adrian paused for a while, veins of an

“Not at all…” Adrian gave a very quick response, shaking his head. “I will not be there for the party.” He continued, his tone low but very audible. The Commander was still silent, hoping to get the exact meaning of what he had in mind. Adrian cleared his throat, and then he inched much closer until there was just a meter space between him and the Commander. He looked him in the eyes, allowing him to see the rage that was burning inside his orbs. “But I will be there.” He added, throwing the Commander into confusion.Rylan thought about his utterance, but nothing made sense. “How do you mean, Shadow Monarch?” He asked anxiously, hoping that Adrian was going to give him a more detailed response. Adrian inhaled sharply, and then he let out the hot air through his lungs, allowing it to pass through his nostrils. The Commander was still eager to know what his plan was, but he seemed to be taking his time to break his silence. “I am going to come in as a ghost, Commander Rylan.” H

CHAPTER HUNDRED Rylan turned briefly to be sure that Adrian was seeing everything, and when he had confirmed that his attention was focused on the scene, he took a deep breath, returning his gaze to the two men.“You first.” He decided to deal with the one in front, the same man who had a score to settle with him.As expected, the assassin attempted a strike, but Rylan was swift enough to elude it before the blade could touch him. With his veins protruding, he retaliated with an uppercut, sending the assassin flying to the ground.When his partner saw this, he charged at the Commander, hoping that he was going to be able to make him pay for what he had done to his cohort. Unfortunately for him, Rylan was still in the same raging spree, cracking his knuckles while he waited for him to get closer. As soon as the second assassin tried to stab him with his blade, aiming for his chest, he seized the dagger from him, pushed him to his knees, and held the blade to his throat. The man tr