All Chapters of The Legacy Of The Virkir's : Chapter 1
- Chapter 9
9 chapters
Chapter 01
A man stood at what seemed to be a rundown apartment.No one could have guessed it had ever been a home.Right now, it was obviously ruins mixed with ashes.The man, Alastor Vikir, just stared at the wreckage, as though hoping some sort of magic would bring back everything that was lost in the fire ten years ago.Life hadn’t been perfect, but with his parents and sister, it had been enough. Until the day he left for his first training. He had returned to find his home burning, fire fighters dousing the house with water sprays, battling to put out the fire. Without thinking, Alastor did the only thing his heart screamed for—he ran into the burning house, calling for his parents and sister. But it was to no avail, every room he ran into, he couldn't find anything aside from burning accessories. He went straight to the kitchen but then a large hunk of burning wood fell on him. The next thing he saw was a fire fighter handing him a cup of hot chocolate. He’d lost consciousness the m
Chapter 02
Seraphina woke up with a pounding headache. Her body felt strangely heavy, like every bone weighed twice as much.The air smelled faintly of dust and something unfamiliar. She pushed herself up slowly, her head spinning.Around her, the room was quiet. Clothes were scattered on the floor—hers, she realized with a jolt.No… no… no…A chill ran through her. She grabbed the blanket, pulling it tighter around herself before daring to look underneath.And just as she feared—she was completely naked.Her gaze swept over her skin. Faint traces she couldn’t explain covered her…. signs that made her stomach twist. A dull ache pulsed through her, and a cold dread settled in.She didn’t need anyone to tell her what had happened.Seraphina, the proud eldest daughter of the Belmond family, had been violated.The door creaked open.Her head snapped up. The sight of a stranger standing there made her blood boil.Without thinking, she seized the nearest object—a glass of water from the nightstand—and
Chapter 03
Alastor picked up the card from the bin she’d thrown it into. He didn’t expect that. For a moment he just stood there, staring at the card. He’d thought leaving her a way to reach him was the right thing to do. Apparently, it hadn’t mattered.He slipped the card into his pocket and walked out of the hotel. The afternoon air was hot and loud. He flagged a taxi and climbed in.“Where to?” the driver asked.“Tempest Enterprise,” Alastor said.The driver kept glancing at Alastor through the rearview mirror, sizing him up again and again. Wrinkled T-shirt. Cheap hoodie. No luggage. No watch. No jewelry.This guy was definitely not someone who worked anywhere near the financial district.“That big company downtown?” the driver repeated, eyebrows lifting. “Tempest Enterprise? You sure you’re heading to the right place?”“Yes,” Alastor said calmly.The driver gave a short laugh. “You got a meeting there or something?”“No.” Alastor’s tone was steady, almost bored. “I’m just going to take a lo
Chapter 04
The girl from earlier stood behind Alastor, her face pale with worry. She tugged lightly at his sleeve, voice trembling.“L-let it go… They’re too many. You’ll get hurt.”Alastor didn’t even turn to look at her. His gaze remained fixed on the secretary.Miss Lane scoffed. “What, are you scared now? Backing out?”Alastor’s voice cut through her words like a knife.“Who gave you the authority to treat people like trash in Arthur Tempest’s building?”The entire lobby froze.Miss Lane’s composure cracked instantly. Color rushed to her cheeks — humiliation and fury.“You bastard—!” She spun toward the guards. “Take him down. If anything happens, I’ll take responsibility!”Gasps erupted around the room.“Is she insane?”“Someone’s gonna get hurt!”“Has Tempest Enterprise started abusing civilians now?”Miss Lane turned on the crowd, eyes blazing.“Anyone filming… delete it or I’ll personally sue you! If you don’t want broken bones, scatter!”People backed away quickly. Phones lowered. The
Chapter 05
No one could have expected this: one of the most feared men in New York City, bowing and apologizing for a mistake he hadn’t even made.The lobby was silent and completely still. People who had been filming lowered their phones slowly, as if afraid even the sound of a notification might offend the wrong person.Arthur straightened, his expression cold. His voice carried through the room.“Who disrespected him?” he said, each word sharp. “Step forward.”Not a sound followed. Not a shuffle, not a breath. Everyone knew what that question meant. Whoever stepped out would not have a good ending — and whoever didn’t would probably have a worse one.The security guards glanced at one another, pale and sweating. Some looked like they wanted to run. Others looked like they might faint.Then, unexpectedly, someone moved.The receptionist.She stepped out from behind her desk, hands trembling slightly but her posture steady. Her gaze went straight to Alastor.“I… I was the one who didn’t make th
Chapter 06
Arthur stilled for a moment, trying to recall the name. “Chloe Everstone… why does that sound familiar?”“She should be around eighteen or nineteen now,” Alastor said. “Ten years ago, she lived with her mother in a small apartment near Eastbrook.”Arthur’s eyes widened. “Eastbrook? That area burned down years ago.”Alastor’s jaw tightened. “I know. That’s where everything started.”Arthur didn’t speak, waiting quietly. Alastor’s gaze drifted toward the window, but he wasn’t seeing the city — he was seeing the past.“She and her mother saved my life,” Alastor said. His voice was steady, but the words carried weight. “After the fire, I had nothing. Nowhere to go. I was… done. Ready to let fate finish me.”Arthur swallowed hard, his face darkening.“They found me,” Alastor continued. “Dragged me in. Treated me. Fed me. They acted like I wasn’t just some stranger who crawled out of a burning house.”He paused, remembering.“Her mother… She was strict. But Chloe…” A faint breath escaped hi
Chapter 07
Arthur skimmed through the files on his screen, tapping his fingers lightly against his chin.“Well… should it really matter right now?”Alastor raised a brow. “What do you mean?”Arthur leaned back in his chair. “I mean the Belmond girl. Whatever connection there is, we can deal with it later. Right now, we need to get you into the university.”Alastor was quiet for a moment. Then he nodded. “Fine.”Arthur turned the screen slightly so Alastor could see.“Chloe Everstone,” he said. “Blackwood University. Second year.”Alastor’s eyes stayed on the name.“She’s on scholarship,” Arthur added. “Same situation as before. No safety net. If she loses it, she’s out.”“I see” Alastor said.Arthur glanced at him. “That’s why you want to be close.”“Yes.”Arthur exhaled. “Then you can’t go in as yourself.”“I’m aware.”“We’ll register you as a transfer student,” Arthur continued. “You’ll go in with a different name.”Alastor didn’t answer immediately.“Leo,” he said.Arthur looked up. “Just Leo
Chapter 08
Seraphina's gaze stayed at the door. Someone was watching her. She was sure of it.A hand tapped her. She flinched. “Earth to Seraphina…” Fedora said, waving a hand over her face. Seraphina blinked and turned away from the door."What?"Fedora exchanged a look with Gina, both of them grinning."Oh, nothing," Fedora said, drawing out the word. "Just wondering if you're daydreaming about your mysterious fiancé."Gina laughed. "I bet she's imagining what he looks like. Tall? Dark? Handsome?""Probably some old man with more money than personality," Fedora added.Seraphina's jaw tightened. "I'm not thinking about him.""Sure you're not," Gina said, leaning in. "That's why you've been staring into space for the past five minutes.""I said I'm not."Fedora raised her hands in mock surrender. "Alright, alright. We believe you."They didn't.Seraphina turned back to her notes, pretending to focus on the assignment in front of her."Honestly," she said flatly, "I don't care who he is."Fedo
Chapter 09
A week had passed since Alastor enrolled at Blackwood University.Now, as Leo Vance, he walked through the main gates on his official first day.The campus was exactly what he'd expected. Old brick buildings, perfectly maintained lawns, students in designer clothes lounging on benches like they owned the place.Because most of them did, in a way.His white hair drew stares immediately. Whispers followed him as he passed groups clustered near the entrance."Who's that?""Transfer student, I think.""Weird hair."Alastor—Leo—ignored them.He'd spent ten years training to read environments, to assess threats, to understand power structures at a glance.Blackwood's hierarchy was painfully obvious.The rich kids gathered in the center of the courtyard. Designer bags, expensive watches, voices loud and confident. They looked at everyone else like furniture.The scholarship students stayed at the edges. Quieter. Heads down. They moved through campus like they were trying not to be noticed.T