All Chapters of The Overlord You Mocked : Chapter 11
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Chapter 11: A Call From The Overlord
The penthouse sat on top of Sunville's most exclusive high-rise. The city lights pierced through windows, casting shadows on the marble floor.Demian lay on the king sized bed. His white shirt was unbuttoned, exposing his muscle and abs and his bronze skin. In his right hand, was a crystal glass filled with Champagne. Although immortal, but today, his body had betrayed him. He was dying, dying in lust. He took a slow sip, savoring the bittersweet taste on his tongue. He let out a deep sigh, and his hands reached for his phone sitting on the bedside. His thumb slid across the screen with ease until he found her name: Diana Washington.The call didn't connect but was directed to voicemail. He wasted no time. "Come to my penthouse," he said without a hold. His voice was like a low rasp that commanded obedience. "Put on a royal red dress. And come alone. No security, no escort. You have twenty minutes."He ended the call and threw the phone to the bed. Across the city…In the ea
Chapter 12: First Night with Diana Washington
At exactly 10 pm, Diana stood inside the Overlord's bedroom. Her red gown pooled at her feet.Her pulse was smacking hard against her ribs. She had rehearsed what to say. What to do. How to speak to the Overlord.But now she stood under the weight of his gaze. All her practiced gestures disappeared."Come here."His voice cut through the thin air. Not a request. A command.She couldn't hesitate. She found her legs taking slow, but deliberate steps forward. The Overlord sat on the couch by the window.A glass of whiskey balanced on the armrest."Kneel."The command sent heat coursing through her stomach. She didn't think, before her knees gave out. She sank to the floor.Her cold hands rested on her thighs. She kept her eyes lowered, waiting."Look at me."She lifted her gaze slowly. His expression was unreadable—not hungry, not cruel. Satisfied, perhaps. "You wore what I told you to wear," he said. "Good."Her chest swelled with pride. "I wanted to please you, my Lord.""Stand.
Chapter 13: A Fall From Glory
At exactly 9:30 am. Marianne sat on the backseat of her Lamborghini Urus while the driver sped along the sleek roads that led to De Lama production.Days had passed, but she had been restless. Knowing the Overlord was somewhere, attending to whatever, but he sure as hell didn't forget about her.Hades was gone. Disappeared all of a sudden, and she had no idea how. Her phone buzzed.A text. From an unknown number. Her eyes glued to the screen as she studied the blank contact details.Something tightened in her chest. But she clicked the message anyway. *Meet Mr Chen once you get to the company.* No key note. No clear context, just a direct instruction. Her fingers went stiff for a second, dread pooling in her chest.Mr Chen was the director general of De Lama production—the largest movie production company in Sunville.Two minutes later, the car halted in front of the sleek tall building. Atop the building was written—DE LAMA.De Lama production was originally owned by Hades Buckl
Chapter 14: The Overlord Visits The Set
Krul stood on the stage, reading a text from a tiny piece of paper. His hands shook, his face turned dry.He raised his face and met the gaze on him. What's going on? Everybody has their attention on him.“Attention please,” his voice was loud, pitching between panic and excitement.“The Overlord is coming.” Everybody paused. The chattering in the hall died prematurely.“The Overlord is coming within the hour. He's coming for us.” He shouted in excitement.Silence befell the hall. People exchanged glances with undeniable shock evident on their gaze.“But the Overlord is the most important figurehead in Sunville.” Someone said from the gathering.Chaos!! The crew scattered, and panic rose. “Stay calm. Prepare yourselves. The Overlord must not be disappointed.” The sound engineer shouted on a microphone.But it didn't help. In the dressing room, Marianne stared at the mirror, her own reflection. Then the noise came. Chaotic, carried unmistakable tension.She rose quickly and walke
Chapter 15: Promise Of Heart
Demian readjusted on his feet, taking an inch forward and closing the gap between them.“Then you'll never be alone again. You'll never feel hurt from people who you believe to be friends. The world will call your name in whispers and tremble in your presence.”In an instant, something cracked open in her chest.Her smile was cute. Small but beautiful. Her sparkling white teeth glittered in the blue chandelier light.“Then I accept.” She took his hand, and Marianne staggered back. Hot tears bloomed in her eyes.Demian raised her hand and turned around. “Rise and take your seat everybody.” Soft noise erupted as the entire set rose from the floor.They all avoided eye contact with the Overlord."Antonia is under my protection. She is mine. Anyone who harms her answers to me personally. Eyes widened in the studio. “Yes Overlord!” They chanted. Antonia raised her brows. Uncertainty hung in her gaze, "Yours?”He stepped in and his left hand curled behind her back. He pulled her to his c
Chapter 16: Antonia's At The Penthouse
Antonia stepped into the penthouse with Demian behind her. He studied her, the way she darted her eyes around. The way her hands fidgeted with the hem of her dress.The penthouse was unlike anything she had seen. Luxury dripping with mystery. Her mind was unsettled. She had become nervous, as she pictured Marianne’s presence here before her.His hands wrapped around her waist from behind, and she flinched at the warmth of his strong hands.He kissed her collarbone. “You're the second woman to see my penthouse. Marianne has never been here. And she never will be.” Something settled in her chest. An assurance. The calmness that followed his words.“Well, who is the first?” She turned to look at his eyes. His hands wrapped around her waist gently, and she pressed her body into him. “Diana Washington, your prime minister.” Antonia was mute. Her eyes never left for a second. He took a few steps to the bar and poured two glasses of champagne. She followed behind slowly.“Tell me about
Chapter 17: Looming Fall Of Rastro Empire
The Rastro mansion sprawled across twenty acres of neglected grounds.A Mediterranean stylish building with thirty rooms, and three wings connected by marble corridors that echoed emptiness. Inside, the air was stale, a looming disaster that had made the home of the wealthy billionaire look like a graveyard. In the east wing master bedroom, Quentin Rastro lay, dying slowly. His wet, rattling breaths extended the agony of those waiting for an inheritance. His children had carved out territories: some camped in the library with estate documents and lawyers' cards. Some drank through the wine cellar in the billiard room. Some make frantic calls to creditors from the conservatory. They pass each other without speaking, each calculating their share, and terrified the others will claim more.Senator Dickson walked into the large building. The whole place was in chaos. The family had kept the information from the media for days, but the billionaire’s health wasn't getting any better.Se
Chapter 18: The Impossible Choice
The three vials sat on the hospital table like an executioner's riddle.Red. Blue. Yellow.One would cure. Two would kill. Well, death of a different kind. One vial would bring Quentin Rastro back to his feet. One vial would kill him slow and painfully. He would bleed from his eyes, nose, and mouth. His skin would turn white. All blood in him will dry up. Eventually, he would die.The last vial would kill him immediately, but there'll be no pain. He would sleep, and it'll pass like nothing ever existed.Rebecca stood in the doorway of her father's private hospital room, frozen at the sight of them. The rest of her family was already there. All four of her siblings gathered around the bed, voices rising in panic and confusion."When did he come?" Marcus, the second oldest, demanded. He gripped the nurse's arm. "When was the Overlord here?""An hour ago, sir." The nurse's voice trembled. "H…he walked in, spoke to your father, left those, and walked out.”"What did he say to Dad?" Tha
Chapter 19: Second Life
The medical instruments told lies that science couldn't explain.Dr. Okonkwo pressed the stethoscope against Quentin Rastro's chest for the third time. His dark face creased with confusion. "This is impossible.""What is?" Mrs Theresa gripped her husband's hand. She was afraid. Too afraid to believe what she was seeing."His heart." The doctor pulled back, staring at Quentin, like he had risen from the dead.In a way, he had. "Last week it was failing. Barely pumping. Now it's..." He checked the monitor again. "It's just perfect. Better than perfect. It's functioning like a man half his age."The second doctor, a younger woman named Chen, was reviewing blood work on her tablet. "The cancer markers are gone. Completely gone. Not reduced. Not in remission. It's as if they never existed."She looked up, and her gaze met with Dr Okonkwo’s."Run the tests again," Dr. Okonkwo ordered.She frowned.“But sir…”"I've run them four times, sir.""Then run them for the fifth."Dr Chen quickly t
Chapter 20: A Promise To Keep
The entire Rastro family rose as the Overlord commanded. Fear their eyes lowered. Except Rebecca Rastro. Coming from the back, her gaze was sharp and tender. A warm smile etched at the corner of her lips. But the Overlord had his attention fixed on Quentin Rastro.“It would seem that you picked the right vial, Mr Quentin.” A sarcastic tone.Quentin Rastro raised his head gently, not sure whether to look at the Overlord or not.“You're merciful, my lord. Even though I had offended you. You forgive…”Demian's voice cut quickly before the words ran cold; “I did no such thing.”The room went quiet.Demain took a slow step forward, his eyes fixated on Quentin.“I don't believe in unwarranted forgiveness.”“So when the time is right, you'll face your punishment just as Hades is currently facing his.”Quentin froze. His knees almost gave out.Demian stepped forward, closing the gap between them. His steps were slow and deliberate.“Oh… you didn't know?”Quentin didn't answer. His jaw tig