All Chapters of THE CASTAWAY HEIR: POWER UNSEEN: Chapter 161
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Chapter 161
Brandon’s eyes flickered coldly as the men lunged toward him, their faces twisted with fury and determination. Five massive figures, all towering and muscular, converged on him at once. The room seemed to shrink with the sheer force of their aggression, every step they took pounding against the wooden floor, a relentless beat meant to intimidate.The largest of them, a man with a jagged scar across his cheek, roared as he swung a fist toward Brandon’s face. Brandon didn’t flinch. Instead, he shifted his weight, letting the momentum carry the attacker slightly past him. In a single fluid motion, he grabbed the man’s wrist and twisted it behind his back, forcing a groan of pain from the massive man as he stumbled forward, crashing into another attacker.The second man, a hulking brute whose arms were like tree trunks, tried to capitalize on the collision to strike Brandon from the side. But Brandon’s reflexes were uncanny now; the bracelet on his wrist thrummed faintly as if feeding his
Chapter 162
After overpowering them, Brandon stood in the center of the room, chest rising and falling steadily. The men lay scattered around him, no longer aggressive, no longer confident. Their bodies were tense with pain, their movements slow and strained as they struggled to recover even a fraction of their strength. The air was thick with the sharp awareness that the balance of power had completely shifted.Brandon looked down at them, his expression hard, unreadable.“This ends here,” he said calmly. His voice was not loud, but it carried enough weight to silence every groan in the room. “You made a mistake bringing me here. A mistake you’re lucky to survive.”One of the men tried to speak, but the effort ended in a pained cough. Brandon did not wait for them to say anything.“The next time any of you come near me,” he continued, “you may not have the chance to leave. Not walking. Not breathing. Consider this your warning.”The words settled heavily over them. No one challenged him. No one
Chapter 163
Brandon had always been a man of decisive action. Within a week of realizing just how much he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Jessica, he found himself standing in front of her, the city skyline casting its golden hue over them as he knelt on one knee. The sun hung low in the sky, spilling its warm, amber light over the high-rise buildings, reflecting in the glass facades and turning the streets below into a glittering tapestry. A gentle breeze brushed through the air, rustling leaves on nearby trees and carrying the faint hum of city life. Despite the urban bustle surrounding them, the moment felt entirely theirs, as if the world had paused to witness what was about to happen.The ring glinted under the fading sunlight, a testament not just to the wealth he had amassed but to the depth of his devotion. Every facet sparkled with meticulous precision, catching the light in a way that seemed almost magical. Brandon’s heart beat steadily, controlled and sure, but beneath that c
Chapter 164
Jessica’s living room was tense. The air was thick with unease, the kind that seemed to press against her chest and make breathing a little harder. It clung to the walls, settled into the furniture, and lingered between every person in the room like an invisible barrier. Ever since she had shared the news of her engagement to Brandon, the atmosphere in her family home had shifted from what should have been celebratory to openly confrontational. The joy that had once bubbled inside her now struggled to surface beneath the weight of judgment, disbelief, and anger. Her heart still raced with excitement whenever she thought about the proposal, the ring, and the future she envisioned, but the resistance from her own family had forced her to steel herself in ways she had never imagined.Her mother’s arms were crossed tightly over her chest, as though she were physically bracing herself against something unacceptable. Her eyes flashed with fury, sharp and unyielding, fixed squarely on Jessic
Chapter 165
Brandon and Jessica had decided early on that their wedding would be low-key. After the whirlwind of chaos, drama, and misunderstandings surrounding their lives, the two wanted a ceremony that felt personal, intimate, and free from any unnecessary attention. They had both experienced enough turmoil in their pasts to understand that a wedding, while a joyous occasion, could easily become a battleground of egos, expectations, and judgment. Brandon knew too well how external forces could turn even a simple celebration into a spectacle, and Jessica had grown tired of the constant interference of people trying to dictate her life. Together, they had agreed that their day would belong to them alone.The decision to keep things private was mutual. They had agreed to focus solely on each other and their commitment, without fanfare or interference from anyone—family drama, business rivals, or vindictive ex-lovers included. They wanted something that reflected who they were as a couple: strong
Chapter 166
Sophia’s steps were quick and deliberate as she closed the distance between herself and the couple. Her heels clicked sharply against the polished floor of the boutique, each sound echoing like a warning. Her eyes burned with a mixture of jealousy, rage, and disbelief, emotions she had spent months trying to bury, only to have them surge up uncontrollably now. Brandon and Jessica, meanwhile, were completely absorbed in selecting gowns, oblivious to the storm that was about to descend upon them. They laughed softly over fabrics and styles, unaware that the calm of the morning was about to be shattered.As Sophia reached them, she stopped abruptly, folding her arms tightly across her chest. Her lips twisted into a mocking, venomous smirk, the kind that promised trouble. She lifted her chin slightly, letting her gaze dart between them with deliberate calculation. Her voice, sharp and cutting, sliced through the tranquil atmosphere of the boutique. “Well, well, well… look at you two,” she
Chapter 167
Sophia’s fury had reached its peak, spilling over in a way that could no longer be restrained. Her eyes burned with hatred, sharp and unblinking, and her breaths came fast and ragged as she stepped closer to the gown display. Each step felt deliberate, fueled by years of resentment and bitterness that had been simmering beneath the surface. Without a second thought, she seized the elegant ivory wedding gown Jessica had been admiring just moments earlier. The soft fabric slipped through her fingers, smooth and delicate, and as she lifted it, her lips twisted into a cruel, bitter smile that held no warmth at all.“You think you can just waltz in here and take what was meant for me?” Sophia hissed, her voice venomous and loud enough to turn heads across the boutique. “You think you can wear this and live happily ever after while I suffer?” Her words dripped with accusation, each syllable sharpened by jealousy and loss.In one swift, deliberate motion, she began tearing the gown. The soun
Chapter 168
Upon tearing the wedding gown, the sound of fabric ripping echoed sharply through the bridal section of the mall. Jessica froze. For a split second, her mind refused to process what her eyes were seeing. The delicate lace that had taken months to design, the gown she had imagined herself walking down the aisle in, now hung in shreds in Sophia’s clenched hands. The silence that followed was heavy—until anger exploded. Jessica let out a sharp gasp, her hands trembling as she stared at the ruined dress. Brandon’s face darkened instantly. His jaw tightened, and his eyes burned with fury as he took a step forward. “What the hell is wrong with you?” Brandon barked. Jessica snapped out of her shock and lunged forward, her hand raised instinctively. Rage surged through her veins, hot and uncontrollable. She had endured Sophia’s insults for far too long, and this—this was unforgivable. But before her hand could land, Brandon caught her wrist. “Jessica,” he said firmly, turning to her, h
Chapter 169
The following evening arrived wrapped in a quiet, unsettling tension. The sun had barely dipped below the horizon when a sleek black car pulled to a smooth stop in front of the Marion residence. Every trimmed hedge and polished surface reflected order, control, and a reputation carefully protected. Sophia stepped out of the car slowly. Her heels clicked sharply against the tiled walkway as she straightened her coat, the sound echoing louder in the stillness than it should have. Her posture was poised and deliberate, but her eyes were cold, focused, and resolute. Inside the house, the living room buzzed with warmth and activity. Jessica’s parents had relatives visiting that evening—an uncle, two aunts, and several cousins who had dropped by for what was meant to be a peaceful family gathering. Soft music drifted through the room, blending with the gentle hum of conversation and laughter. The scent of freshly prepared food lingered in the air, comforting and famili
Chapter 170
Mrs. Marion was still pacing the living room, her footsteps sharp and restless against the polished floor. Her movements were rigid and fueled by fury. Every few steps, she gestured emphatically with her hands, her voice cutting through the air as she spoke about summoning Jessica home immediately. Each word was clipped, decisive, steeped in the authority of a mother who believed her control had been openly challenged and disrespected. “This nonsense ends tonight!” she snapped again, pointing toward the front door as though Jessica might suddenly appear there, caught in the act. “She will explain herself, and whatever madness she thinks she’s doing will stop—” “Please,” Sophia interrupted calmly. The interruption was so composed, so unexpected, that it sliced through Mrs. Marion’s anger like a blade. Every head in the room turned toward Sophia at once. Sophia raised one hand slightly, her posture composed. I haven’t finished,” she said evenly. “There’s more you need to know.”