All Chapters of The Impotent King Rises: Chapter 21
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A Gift from Elena
Don Moretti did not forbid it. Instead, he leaned back in his chair, picked up a cigar, and lit it. He wanted to see. He wanted to test. Was David Vexley only good at talking and making love, or did he truly have fangs?"Do what you must, Kid. But don't stain my expensive carpet," Don Moretti replied, blowing a cloud of smoke.With the green light given, David finally turned his head toward Santino. He offered a faint smile—a smile that sent shivers of lust down Elena's spine, but made others’ blood run cold."You called me a mop boy, Santino?" David stood up slowly. "You're right. I am indeed an expert at taking out the trash. And tonight, you look very... dirty.""You bastard!"Santino lost control. He drew a combat knife from inside his jacket. The six-inch steel blade glinted under the crystal chandelier. Santino was a former street butcher; he knew how to use a knife."I’m going to carve up that pretty face of yours!"
New Facts
Elena closed her eyes, savoring the touch. She pressed her cheek against David’s hand, a gesture of absolute surrender."For twenty-four years of my life, I have been guarded by hundreds of armed men. But I never felt safe," Elena confessed, her voice trembling. "But with you... when you hold me, when you drew out that poison... I feel whole."Elena opened her eyes. She took David’s hand, guiding it to her waist."I want to give you a gift, David. Not money, not buildings, not titles," Elena whispered. Her hands moved to her back, slowly lowering the zipper of her red evening gown. "I want to give you the only thing that is truly mine."The silk dress slipped to the floor, leaving Elena standing in the moonlight clad only in elegant black lace lingerie. Her porcelain-white skin seemed to glow; her curves were a masterpiece demanding to be worshipped.David held his breath. This wasn't Maura challenging his dominance. This was Elena entr
Traces of a Half-Brother
David began reading the conversation history. The date of the first message was six months ago—long before Camelia started acting cold toward him.[King Arthur]: Target: David Vexley. Status: Janitor at Titan Corp. Mission: Break his mind before you kill him.[Robert]: Who is this? How do you know my number?[King Arthur]: [Attachment: Transfer Proof of $50,000 to Robert’s offshore account] That is the down payment. Approach his wife. Camelia Harrow is a money-hungry, unsatisfied woman. Seduce her. Make her hate her husband.David's hand gripped the iron balcony railing until it bent.So, the affair... it wasn't a coincidence? It wasn't just fleeting lust? It was a paid scenario?David scrolled down, reading the subsequent messages with a frozen heart.[Robert - 3 Months Ago]: The wife is easy. She is sick of poverty. I’ve bedded her. David suspects nothing. He is too busy working.[King Arthur]: Good. Increas
Emerging from the Darkness
A summer storm battered New York that night. Lightning flashed across the Bronx sky, illuminating the shabby apartment with dramatic bursts of white light. However, the thunder outside was no match for the screams of frustration inside the living room."We are finished, Robert! Finished!" Camelia Harrow shrieked. She threw her empty handbag at Robert. "The loan sharks sent a photo of a coffin to my phone five minutes ago! They’re coming tomorrow night!"Robert Gable sat on the old sofa with his head bowed, his hands gripping his greasy hair. The whiskey bottle on the table was already empty."Shut up, Camelia! Do you think you’re the only one with problems?" Robert snapped, his bloodshot eyes burning with rage and alcohol. "I just saw my own face on national news! 'Perverted Cop Rampages in Times Square'. My fifteen-year career gone up in smoke overnight! My pension is gone! I can’t even leave the house without people spitting on me!""I
The Counterfeit Badge
The barrel of the gun felt icy against the skin, but to Robert and Camelia, the black void within the muzzle radiated the scorching heat of hell.Robert Gable, a once-fierce former police sergeant, was now scrambling backward across a hardwood floor littered with shards of glass, holding his breath. The shattered bones in his hand throbbed with agony, yet the terror of impending death eclipsed the pain. Beside him, Camelia wept silently, her mascara streaming down to form stark black trails across her pale cheeks."On the count of three," David Vexley whispered, his finger slowly squeezing the trigger. "One...""DON'T!" Robert screamed, raising his one uninjured hand. "David! Don't do this! I... I can explain! It was an accident!""Two..." David continued, ignoring the desperate plea."David, I'm your wife!" Camelia shrieked hysterically. "I love you! Please!"David stared at the two of them—the people who had destroyed his life just days ago—now begging like dogs. The corner of his l
Negotiating with a Dead Man
David let out a cynical laugh, amused by the greed that instantly flashed in Camelia’s eyes. "Yes, I’m rich, Camelia. But that money isn't for you."David stood up, walking toward them until he loomed over Robert, who was still slumped weakly on the floor."Listen closely," David’s voice dropped, becoming serious and oppressive. "Attempted murder of a federal agent is a first-degree felony. The penalty is life imprisonment in solitary confinement. No parole. I have the video evidence. I have witnesses. And I have your motive."Robert trembled violently. "David... listen... we’re neighbors... we’re friends...""Friends don’t screw their best friend's wife, Rob," David cut him off sharply. "But... I’m a busy man. I don't have time to deal with lengthy court trials. My operation is still ongoing.""What do you want?" Robert asked quickly. "Just say it. What do we have to do so you don't arrest us?"Davi
Recharging
The elevator indicator chimed softly as it reached the 30th floor. The metal doors slid open, and David Vexley stepped out.It was one in the morning. Most of the cubicle lights had been extinguished, leaving long shadows creeping across the carpeted floor. However, at the end of the hall, a warm yellow glow still radiated from the crack of a door—the room that once belonged to Maura, and was now David's throne.David loosened his tie, his breathing feeling slightly heavy. Using the Skill: Optical Illusion on Robert and Camelia earlier had drained his energy more than he had anticipated. Manipulating the visual perception of two people simultaneously while they were in a state of high emotion required intense mental focus.[System Warning: Eros Energy Reserve Depleting.][Remaining Lifespan: 18 Hours. Power Saving Mode Activated.][Symptoms: Muscle Fatigue, Drop in Body Temperature.]Quiet, David hissed at the voice in his head. He could feel the cold starting to creep into his finger
Maura’s Report
David gripped Maura’s waist with both hands, establishing a brutal rhythm.THUD. THUD. THUD.Every thrust slammed Maura’s body against the glass wall. Maura opened her eyes in shock. Before her, the New York skyline swayed and blurred. She felt dizzy, as if the glass were about to shatter and she would go plummeting down to the streets below.Vertigo.The sensation of falling was real. Maura felt herself falling from the heights of her pride, tumbling into the abyss of pleasure David had created.Look at your city, Maura! David growled. Look who owns you now!You! You, Master! Maura cried out, tears streaming down her cheek which was pressed against the glass. You own me!David’s System lit up brightly in his retina.[Absorbing Vital Energy...][Detection: Total Submission. Emotional Intensity: Vertigo & Ecstasy.][Recharge Speed: 200%.]The coldness in David’s body vanished, replaced by a refreshing wave of heat. His weary cells were being rejuvenated by Maura’s life essence.David p
The Viper in the Grass
The rainstorm pounding Brooklyn Harbor that night masked everything. But for David Vexley, stepping out of his black Maserati, the scent of death hung heavy in the air, overpowering the smell of brine and rusting containers.David’s phone vibrated in his suit pocket. A message from Elena.[Elena: Contact lost with Warehouse 4 ten minutes ago. That holds the 'special' illegal arms cargo. Be careful, Darling.]David didn’t reply. He pocketed his phone and activated his System’s night vision. His blue eyes glowed dimly, scanning the darkness behind the gates of the Moretti family warehouse.It’s too quiet, David muttered.Usually, Warehouse 4 was guarded by twelve heavily armed men. Moretti’s elite squad. But tonight, the guard post was empty. The gate stood slightly ajar, creaking in the strong wind.David stepped inside.The sight beyond the gate made him pause for a moment.Six guards lay on the asphalt. They ha
Taming the Venomous Snake
The humid air inside Warehouse 4 suddenly transformed into a deadly gladiatorial arena. The sound of metal clashing against concrete and the hiss of knives slicing through the air became the background music for a duel between a man and a monster.Isabella moved with unbelievable speed. The two Karambit blades in her hands spun like helicopter rotors, creating a wall of defense and offense that was nearly impenetrable. She leaped, rolled, and slashed from impossible angles."Slow! Slow! You are boring!" Isabella taunted as she launched a spinning kick that nearly crushed David's jaw.David retreated, his expensive suit now sporting three tears on the sleeves. His breathing was becoming labored. Even with the Skill: Agility Boost active, his physical body had limits. Every dodge he made burned away his remaining lifespan.[Warning: Excessive Physical Energy Usage. Lifespan Reduced: -12 Hours.]"Damn it," David cursed silently. He couldn't keep playing cat and mouse with this crazy woma