The crowd was completely pumped.They could not believe that a performance like that had happened at the very beginning of the show. If Melody was only the opening, they could only imagine what the rest of the night would be like.Alex did not disappoint.The stage burst back to life as he moved into Because of You. The entire stadium sang along with him, thousands of voices echoing through the air while he pointed his microphone toward the crowd and let them take over half the chorus.Then he slowed things down with Falling Into Sound. The lights dimmed into soft blue and white, and tens of thousands of phone lights rose into the air. Alex stood near the edge of the stage, singing with a quieter, more emotional voice while the giant screens showed waves of light and fading memories behind him.After that came Heart on Replay.The entire atmosphere changed.The beat dropped. Fire blasted from both sides of the stage. Alex walked down the runway with complete confidence while the giant

Alex was already moving again.He grabbed the second gunman just as the man turned after shooting the guard.The gunman struggled violently.Then, with his free hand, he suddenly pulled a pistol from inside his jacket.Bang!The shot slammed into Alex's chest.The impact forced him back half a step.For an instant, the entire room seemed to go still.Even so, Alex still drove his knee into the man's stomach, ripped the pistol from his hand, then kicked him in the head with enough force to twist it violently to the side.The last gunman froze for a fraction of a second.As if he could not understand why Alex was still standing.Then he fired too.Bang!The second bullet struck Alex in the chest.Several people in the nearby bar screamed.During the struggle, the wounded guard had crashed into the curtain and ripped it down completely, exposing the entire lounge to everyone outside.Dozens of people saw Alex take the shot.They saw him stagger backward.Then collapse heavily onto the fl

The news that Alex had been shot and survived spread like wildfire. Fans all over the world knew about it almost immediately. But the most shocking part was that he had been discharged on the second day.According to the doctor, the bullet had not hit any vital organs. That news finally calmed the fans.He even went live with Caroline four days later to assure everyone he was completely fine and that his next show was not being cancelled.******“Darling, where are you?” Nikita called out tiredly as she stepped into the house.The fashion show had drained her completely. From morning until night she had been surrounded by designers, cameras, interviews, and endless problems. All day she had wanted Jude there with her, but he had been busy and could not come.Recently, the two of them had started appearing in public more often. Jude was hardly a nobody anymore. Every song he produced with Alex was dominating charts all over the world. With the streams exploding and the music videos sel

What surprised her was not who Nikita was, but the fact that she was standing so close to Jude, her arm linked with his as naturally as if she belonged there.Agnes looked carefully between them.Then she noticed the slight curve beneath Nikita's clothes.Her eyes widened.A thought immediately formed in her mind, but she quickly pushed it away before stepping forward with a warm smile.“Welcome, dear. I have always been a fan of your music.”Nikita smiled politely. “And I have heard a lot about you from Jude.”“Oh?” Agnes turned slowly toward her son and gave him a curious look.“Mom,” Jude said awkwardly, “this is Nikita.”“Yes, I know who she is,” Agnes said with a laugh. “Who wouldn't?”Jude rubbed the back of his neck nervously.“Uh... Mom.” He glanced at Nikita, then back at her. “She is my fiancée.”Agnes blinked.“And...” Jude continued, his voice growing even more awkward, “we are also expecting a child.”The room went completely silent.Agnes stared at him.Then she stared a

He was one of the oldest men in their circle and one of the most dangerous. Unlike the others, who only hired killers and paid others to dirty their hands, Biden had once been a killer himself.For years, he had worked as a hitman.Only later, after a lucky opportunity in the drug trade, had he built himself into the wealthy criminal he was today. But no matter how rich he became, the look in his eyes never changed.He still had the eyes of a man who had spent half his life killing people."You are pointing a gun at me, Biden?" Johnson said, narrowing his eyes. "Do you know who I am? Just one of my boys can deal with you easily."Biden did not lower his weapon."And yet," he said calmly, "you couldn't deal with an ordinary artist even after wasting two girls."The room instantly became silent again.Johnson's expression twisted."Drop the act, Johnson," Biden continued. "Edward was clearly joking, and we all know it."His gaze hardened."Whatever happened to your last girl is your bus