All Chapters of THE HUSBAND THEY BULLIED, THE KING THEY FEARED: Chapter 151
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CHAPTER 151: BREAKING POINT 2
BREAKING POINT 2Damien's eyes never left Brooks', not even for a second. They remained on his, his gaze narrowing as the anger that seethed within him threatened to spill over. His fists only clenched tighter by his side as whispers began to spread through the courtroom. The air surrounding him now felt too tight and thick from the tension that had settled in. It was so visible that Damien felt it begin to choke him. Or maybe it was the lump that had begun to form in his throat. “You… bastard…” Damien’s voice came out rough and strained as his teeth ground together. But then it grew louder and more sharpened as he pointed a finger at Brooks who still wore his normal innocent facade. He shifted toward him, only to be stopped by Kessler who placed a hand against his chest. “YOU!” Damien shouted this time, his voice reverberating across the room. “You FUCKING BASTARD!" Gasps rippled through the room as the whispers and gossips began to louden and spread across the space. The secur
CHAPTER 152: BREAKING POINT 2
BREAKING POINT 2The guards nodded upon the judge's order and moved in instantly. Two of them lunged forward from the side, stepping over the box where Damien stood as they grabbed him by both arms. Kessler, not wanting to get caught in all of it, quickly deserted the space as the guards tried holding Damien down. “Sir, you need to calm down," one of them said, his second hand already reaching for his taser. “I'd advice to remain calm so that we proceed with–" “Get off me!" Damien snarled loudly, jerking violently against the guards’ hold. The force caused the guards to stumble backwards and the taser fell from the firsts’ belt. A wave of agony flared across his shoulder, sharp and burning as he fought against them, but it didn't slow him down. He didn't even register the pain. The rush of adrenaline through his veins had drowned it out completely and all that remained was the gut wrenching anger that filled his being. One of the guards rushed back toward him again, holding him as
CHAPTER 153: BLOOD MEMORY 1
BLOOD MEMORY 1Damien didn't slow down. Didn't even hesitate. During that single moment, his mind was devoid of any thought but the urge to kill the man his eyes remained fixed on. The moment his body closed the distance just enough for Brooks to be in his range, he squeezed his hands into a tight fist and pushed it forward. It slammed straight into Brooks' face with a sickening crack that caused the crowd to gasp with shock. The force was so strong that it ripped a large cut across his cheeks, the bloodied gash already leaking crimson. The sound echoed across the room, sharp, violent and final as everyone scooted away from the duo. The force of the blow caused Brooks' head to snap violently to the side and his body stumbled backwards from the impact. By the time he stopped, his vision was blurry and one side of his face was stained red. “Ugh," he groaned, holding his throbbing face before looking down at his bloodied palm. “You bastard–" He lifted his head up but had barely enou
CHAPTER 154: BLOOD MEMORY 2
BLOOD MEMORY 2“Insane?!" Damien shouted, his response immediate. “I'll show you fucking insane." Leaving his collar, Damien grabbed Brooks by the head, ignoring the man's struggle against the tight hold on his head. He tried to fight Damien off but it was to no avail. “This is insane." Brooks was still struggling when Damien just drove his head forward. A loud sickening crack rippled through the place as both foreheads instantly collided together. A large tear appeared on both Damien's and Brooks' forehead as Brooks cried out, his grip loosening slowly. But Damien didn't mind the pain or feel the warm liquid dripping down from his wounds to his nose. He didn't stop. He couldn't stop. He kept on slamming his head against Brooks', switching to both hands as he also threw punch after another consistently. He continued this way–head, right, left, head–until Brooks' resistance began to fade, his movement slowed and grip on Damien's arm weakened. “...you fucking killed her…” Damien
CHAPTER 155: CONCRETE SILENCE 1
CONCRETE SILENCE 1First there was nothing but darkness, one that was drenched and soaked with a quiet that felt louder than anything else. And then the sound of a low rattle shook his skull, rattling his consciousness until his eyes slowly pried open. The first thing Damien noticed when he finally woke up was the silence that surrounded him. It was just like the one from his sleep–not the peaceful kind or the kind that let you breathe. It was heavy and pressing, like the walls of his new room were leaning in, watching him. Sucking in a deep breath through clenched teeth, he blinked slowly against the dull gray light that had found its way into the cell from the narrow slit of a window high above the wall. It wasn't sunlight actually, but the washed-out glow of its hue that just seemed to make everything look lifeless. For a long moment, Damien remained on the slab of a bed, his body still. He didn't think or feel–Until the ache finally came. It started up from his back, crawling
CHAPTER 156: CONCRETE SILENCE 2
CONCRETE SILENCE 2Damien didn’t give any reply to the guard. He didn't even need to. But as he walked, something in his shoulders eased, though just a fraction. The thought that Jim was finally okay loosened the knot that had been tightening in his chest. “This way," the guard said as he pulled Damien around a corner. The moment they passed by the edge of the wall, Damien saw them. A group of men stood huddled near the far wall past a few cell rooms. They were clustered together like they owned the space, surrounded too by guards that stood nearby, but not too close to give any ideas. Still, they just watched Damien and the guard leading him. They and the men by the far wall weren't loud, and didn't seem aggressive. But there was something about them that seemed off. Something…Damien's eyes widened slightly as he saw it–the tattoos. The blank ink curled along their necks at the same angle they'd done on someone he recalled. They were identical, every single one of them, and seei
CHAPTER 157: MEASURED SILENCE
MEASURED SILENCEDamien remained seated, feeling the stare of the man standing beside him. He felt the entire room fall into a heavy hush, a quiet broken only by the sound of murmurs from a few men and the clink of their metal spoons against their trays. Taking in a deep breath, Damien let out a low exhale and lifted his gaze slowly to the man. No–there were three of them. They stood right by his side, towering over him like they had always been there. Like the space itself had shifted just to make room for all three of them. Damien's eyes narrowed as he registered the one in the front, grinning at him. He was tall and lean in a way that didn't portray him weak. He seemed to stand in a coiled stature, like a wire pulled too tight. His facial features were sharp–cheekbones that jutted out of a skin stretched thin, lips parted and curved into a wide grin. And his eyes… they stared eeriely directly at Damien's, and they didn't blink once. They just held this dark, steady stare that
CHAPTER 158: POWER PLAYS 1
POWER PLAYS 1The air-condition hummed softly, filling the space with a chill that seeped past thick shit jackets and brushed coolly over skin. The floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city skylines rattled with the drizzle of rain pattering against the glass, mixing with the faint ticking of the large designer clock hung on the wall at the end. Apart from these, the conference room was… quiet. It wasn't the kind of comfortable quiet that came with a mutual understanding, one that would let ease seep in. But it was sharp and deliberate, the mind that seemed to press down on your lungs and make every small movement feel louder and tensed than it should be. Vanessa felt that way, pushing down the lump in her throat as she sat upright in her chair. She leaned forward slightly, crossing her legs as she rested her fingers lightly on the polished mahogany table stretching before her. Her posture was perfect, controlled and composed, each move calculated down to the smallest detail de
CHAPTER 159: POWER PLAYS 2
POWER PLAYS 2Vanessa gave a low huff of a sigh as she brought herself to lean forward slightly, her presence sharpening a little. “I say what I say because what you see and describe as instability…” she continued, "what you believe to be a system that is failing and bringing my company to the grind is merely but a simple… transition." Liang's brows lowered just slightly, incredulity etched on his face as he nearly burst out laughing. “Really?" he asked, his lips widening with a mock smile. “And what kind of transition do you think that is?" Vanessa held his gaze for a long second, letting the moment stretch tense before dropping her eyes deliberately to the filed document before him. She pointed to it as she lifted her head back to him. “It's the kind," she begins, her voice lowered to a near whisper riddled with restrained excitement, "that comes with a strategically placed realignment.”Liang didn't give a response immediately. He just clasped his hands together and tilted his h
CHAPTER 160: FRACTURES 1
FRACTURES 1Sebastian barely spoke nor heard a single word since he walked in and settled in his seat. He couldn't even tell when the meeting had started but when it did, the voices in the room just blurred into a single distant hum, like an annoying static behind glass. The soft patter of the rain hitting the floor-to-ceiling windows mixed with the sound of Liang's voice, Vanessa's and the quiet interjections from the other executives that sat beside the Asian man. It all blended into something distracting and… meaningless. Why? Because his attention was elsewhere, traveled far past whatever was transpiring in the room. He had his head slightly tilted downward, she's fixed on the screen of his phone resting just beneath the table, on his lap. He rocked the upper half of his body back and forth as his thumb moved lazily across it, scrolling through the chats staring back at him. He swiped past picture after picture, his lips curling with everyone. He was about tapping on the next