The cold wind howled through the thick pine trees surrounding Thomas’s secret luxury villa. Hidden deep in the private mountains far away from the city center, the massive stone mansion looked like a fortress for the super rich. Inside the grand living room, a massive gold fireplace roared with heat, but the air inside the room still felt completely freezing.Evelyn paced back and forth across the thick white tiger skin rug, her high heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. Her beautiful face was completely twisted into an ugly mask of pure, burning rage. She had just arrived from the private runway in a hidden security van, and her expensive diamond gown was messy from her frantic escape.This is completely impossible, Evelyn screamed, throwing her crystal wine glass directly into the roaring fire. The glass shattered into a thousand tiny pieces, the red liquid sizzling against the hot logs. Why are all the city roads blocked. Why did the aviation department shut down my priv

Evelyn stayed on her knees, her hands still freezing in the empty air where Christian’s black trousers had just been. Her fake, loving smile stiffened on her face, turning into a strange, ugly twitch. She slowly turned her head around, her eyes widening as she looked at Christian sitting on the large leather armchair.Christian sat back comfortably, crossing one large leg over the other. The orange glow from the gold fireplace danced across his majestic black suit, but his face remained completely dark and freezing. He looked down at her from his seat as if he were looking at a squashed bug on a dirty sidewalk.You always were a fantastic actor, Evelyn, Christian said. His deep voice was smooth, quiet, and perfectly relaxed. He did not sound angry at all, which made the room feel even more terrifying. You talk about guns to your head. You talk about crying yourself to sleep. You almost make me want to clap for your beautiful little show.Evelyn swallowed hard, her heart hammering agai

The small, pearl handled pistol trembled violently in Evelyn’s frantic grip. The shiny silver metal reflected the orange flames of the gold fireplace, its small barrel pointed directly at the center of Christian’s broad chest. Her face was completely wet with cold sweat, her breathing loud and ragged in the quiet living room.Don't move, Christian, Evelyn screamed, her voice cracking with a wild, crazed panic. I swear I will pull this trigger. I will shoot you right through your arrogant heart. You think you are a god because you can fight.You think you can take away my capital assets and throw me in a cage. This gun holds real lead bullets. One press of my finger, and your little revenge story is finished forever.Christian stood perfectly still, just three steps away from her shaking hands. He doesn't even flinch. His broad shoulders remained perfectly relaxed, his posture full of an unshakeable, royal calm. He did not look at the dark hole of the gun barrel at all.His icy blue ey

The solid gold smartphone rested smoothly in Christian’s large hand, its polished surface catching the bright glare of the police searchlights.The room was completely silent, except for the heavy, confident breathing of Lord Brandon and the corrupt tactical officers. They all stared at the small screen, expecting a cheap trick from a desperate man.A sharp, digital beep echoed through the speakerphone, followed by a deep, booming voice that vibrated right through the concrete walls of the villa.This is the private satellite line of the National Supreme Council, the voice on the phone announced. Speak your name and state your clearance code immediately.Lord Brandon let out a loud, mocking laugh, leaning his hands heavily on his golden cane. You think a fake pre recorded voice can scare me, Christian, the old tycoon sneered, his face full of an immense, arrogant pride.I know every single general and political leader in the capital city. No one is coming to save you tonight.Christia

The wicked laughing of Evelyn echoed off the stone walls of the luxury villa like a toxic poison. Her beautiful face was completely twisted into a mask of pure, demonic madness as she gloated about her secret plan.She thought she had finally found a way to break the unmovable king. She thought that by targeting the innocent girl from the slums, she could slide out of her own execution hole.Christian’s aura exploded with pure murderous intent.The air inside the giant living room instantly dropped by twenty degrees, turning so freezing cold that everyone’s breath formed thick white clouds in the air.The bright orange flames inside the gold fireplace suddenly flickered and died down, as if the fire itself was terrified of the monstrous rage vibrating from Christian’s body. The thick glass windows of the mansion began to crack, long lines spider webbing across the frames from the sheer pressure of his anger.Director Vance and the elite shadow guards instantly dropped to both of their