All Chapters of An Ex-Thug Chased by Enchanting Billionaire Women: Chapter 21
- Chapter 30
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Chapter 21: Manners and Motorbikes
"A side mirror?" Samson repeated the question with a hint of suppressed amusement. "You forced your way into a heavy machinery construction zone just for that? You didn't even wear a safety helmet. If a bolt fell from a crane and hit that lovely head of yours, the price of a mirror wouldn't be enough to cover the hospital bills.""Hey! Don't lecture me!" Bianca cut him off snidely, her eyes blazing. "I know that truck was heading here because of your company logo. I am the daughter of the director of Emerald Corporation, so don't try to play games with me!"Rose stepped forward, standing beside Samson with an aura that was far calmer yet much more lethal. "Please file an official claim at the head office through the administration desk up front if our logistics have indeed caused any damages."Bianca laughed mockingly, looking at Rose with disdain. "An official claim? That takes too long! I want compensation now. That bike was a birthday gift from my dad, and I won't tolerate even a s
Chapter 22: The Shadow in the Dust
Samson stood a few paces behind Rose, maintaining enough distance to respect her privacy while remaining within protective reach. Under the makeshift roof of the site office, he watched as Rose faced the head contractor and the field supervisors.Blueprints were spread across a long wooden table. Rose pointed at several spots with her pen, her voice flowing calmly, yet every word she uttered carried an undeniable weight."The thickness of the floor slabs in Zone C does not match the initial specifications. I'm not concerned about the logistical constraints; tear it down and adjust it to safety standards. I am not building a structure that will collapse in five years," Rose said flatly.The field supervisor, a man significantly older than Rose, broke into a cold sweat. "But Miss Rose, that will take an additional two weeks and the costs—""Costs are my business with the vendors. Safety is your responsibility to me," Rose cut him off sharply. Her gaze was steady, unblinking, and freezin
Chapter 23: The Predators in the House
Samson pulled off his shirt with a heavy sigh. Today had been exhausting, and one particular thought continued to gnaw at his mind."Who exactly is watching Miss Rose?" Samson muttered to himself.As he tossed his shirt aside, something fell out of the pocket. He leaned down and picked it up. It was a business card belonging to the woman he had accidentally helped."That is my private number. Please contact me, Samson. I do not like owing favors to anyone."Samson recalled the figure of Clara, the woman who had handed him the card. He snorted softly, twirling the card between his fingers. His practical logic told him that getting involved with a woman like Clara would only add to the list of problems in his life. But his instinct told him otherwise; Clara was no ordinary person."Should I call her?" Samson wondered. Shaking off the thought, he placed the card on the nightstand and headed to the bathroom to shower.The sound of the spray slowly drowned out the noise in his head, yet th
Chapter 24: Unhuman Velocity
The sun radiated a scorching heat over the project site. Rose was busy overseeing the concrete pouring in Zone B, while Samson stood tall behind her, scanning the surroundings. He was certain that the car watching them yesterday would return. His sharp eyes combed every inch of the perimeter.Suddenly, he caught a glint of light reflecting off dark window film. The black car without license plates was back. It was parked about a hundred meters from the entrance gate, positioned strategically to stake out Rose’s every move from a distance."Miss, stay close to the workers. Don't wander off, not even an inch," Samson instructed in a dead-serious tone.Rose turned, noticing the shift in her bodyguard’s aura. "Samson? What is it?""Another uninvited guest," Samson hissed.Without waiting for her response, Samson took off toward the vehicle. Realizing Samson was closing in, the driver immediately hit the gas to flee. Samson wasn't about to let them escape again."Don't even dream of gettin
Chapter 25: The Price of a Favor
"Samson, can you please deliver these documents to this address?" Rose commanded.They were currently back at the office, and Rose was already settled in her workspace. "These documents are critical; they must reach their destination immediately," she added.Samson accepted the thick brown envelope from Rose’s hand. "Understood, Miss. I'll deliver them right away," he answered firmly."Be careful, Sam. That envelope contains an exclusive contract with our primary material supplier. If these files are lost or fall into the wrong hands, my position before the board of directors is finished." Rose looked at Samson with a gaze full of both plea and trust.Samson nodded, then turned toward the door. Before exiting, he paused. "Miss, while I am gone, please do not leave this room. I’ve asked Bejo to come up here and stand guard outside your door. I’m worried someone might be watching you again.""Isn't Bejo guarding Imel?" Rose asked."Miss Imel has returned home. Forgive my boldness; I am
Chapter 26: The Unbreakable Protector
"You old man!"The two youths closest to Samson immediately lunged forward. One swung a raw punch toward Samson's jaw, while the other tried to kick him in the waist.Samson didn't budge. To him, their movements were sluggish; he felt nothing, as if he had merely been poked. With one efficient hand movement, he caught the first youth's fist and twisted it slightly until a sickening crack echoed, enough to make anyone's skin crawl."Aaaarrgh! My hand!" the youth cried out, instantly falling to his knees, his face turning pale.Before the second youth could land his kick, Samson raised his leg and delivered a slow but powerful thrust directly to the opponent's chest. The youth was sent flying three meters back, slamming into their neatly parked row of sportbikes.CRASH!The expensive motorcycles fell one by one like a house of cards."You said I should 'realize' something?" Samson stepped toward the blond leader, who was now trembling but still trying to grip a wrench in his hand. "It's
Chapter 27: Persistent Little Shadow
Samson rode his motorcycle at a moderate pace, trying to ignore the ticklish, awkward sensation of Bianca’s arms still wrapped tightly around his waist. The girl couldn't stay quiet; even with the wind whipping against her face, protected by the oversized helmet, she continued to chatter about how "aesthetic" this moment would be if it were recorded."Uncle Hercules! You know what? If you were wearing sunglasses right now, we’d look exactly like a scene from a Hollywood action movie!" Bianca shouted. The visor muffled her voice, but it still rang shrilly in Samson's ears."Be quiet, Miss. I need to concentrate," Samson replied flatly."Uncle, how old are you, anyway?" Bianca asked suddenly."Why do you ask?""Just curious. You don't seem that old," she remarked."Who said I was old in the first place?" Samson protested."Wait, let me guess. You must be over thirty, right? Or maybe you're pushing forty?" Bianca let out a little giggle, the vibration of her laughter traveling right thro
Chapter 28: Business and Heartaches
"Let go, Bianca. People are watching us," Samson hissed in a low voice."Let them! Let them think you're my mean boyfriend!" Bianca challenged, tightening her grip and resting her cheek against the tough leather of Samson's jacket.Samson glanced at his watch. Rose was waiting for him. If he stayed here arguing, it would take even longer to reach the office. With a heavy sense of reluctance, he reached into his jacket and pulled out his jet-black smartphone."For emergencies only. If you call just to ask trivial things or invite me to eat, I will block you instantly," Samson threatened, his tone deadly serious."Fine, fine! So grumpy!" Bianca chirped, snatching the phone. Her fingers danced nimbly across the screen as she typed in her number and made a quick call to her bag, which chimed in response."Done! I saved the contact as 'My Hercules,' okay?" Bianca returned the phone with a broad grin.Samson snatched it back and tucked it away without looking at the name she had written. "N
Chapter 29: Shadows in the Basement
"But seriously, Sam," Indah chimed in, lowering her voice, "Mr. Emran wields a lot of influence over the board of directors. He often gives advice that seems helpful on the surface, but it's actually designed to control Miss Rose’s every move, undermining her autonomy and decision-making power. So, try your best not to clash with him if you want to keep your job here."Samson remained silent, but he made a mental note: Emran wasn't just a possessive fiancé; he was a potential internal threat to Rose's freedom."Does Miss Rose love the man?" Samson asked, unable to suppress his curiosity."From what I’ve seen, no. Miss Rose is too guarded; she just goes with the flow and follows whatever her father commands," Indah explained before taking another bite of her food."Why are you so curious about the boss's love life anyway, Sam?" Bejo teased.Samson let out a soft sigh. "I don’t know, but I have a bad feeling about that guy," he admitted, finally voicing the unease in his heart."Maybe w
Chapter 30: Scars Behind the Mask
"Ucok," a voice called out.Ucok, who was about to enter the pavilion, turned around and was startled to see Itari standing there. The woman was wearing oversized sunglasses and a face mask, leaving Ucok both confused and surprised."Madam? Madam Itari?" Ucok asked tentatively."Ah, yes, it's me. I'm sorry, I’m feeling a bit under the weather, so I have to dress like this," Itari replied, stepping closer to him."Is there anything I can help you with, Madam?""Um... has Samson returned yet? "Itari asked, stealing a nervous glance toward the pavilion."The boss isn't home at this hour, Madam. He usually gets back around 8:00 PM. Why? Do you have a message for him?" Ucok asked, maintaining his calm."Um... no, not really," Itari answered, looking flustered. Ucok watched her with a puzzled expression."What business does she have with the boss? Why does she look so restless and confused?" Ucok wondered silently."Ahem, Madam? Are you alright?" Ucok prodded once more, snapping her out of