Bruce remained quiet. His father-in-law's ranting had drawn the attention of everyone at the party.
A loud murmur spread through the room. "What the hell is wrong with that fool, Bruce?" "He just refused to serve the man that saved his in-laws from bankruptcy." "What an ungrateful bastard. Has he forgotten who feeds him?" "Marcus is a better man than me. I would've kicked him out years ago." These insults and snide remarks came from every direction. But Bruce breathed through it. He picked up his spectacles and wore them back. But then, Caro stepped forward, her eyes full of disgust. "I cannot believe I allowed myself to be married to an ungrateful pig like you. We were in a financial situation and what did you do about it?" Before Bruce could respond, she fired back. "Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Your salary from your pizza delivery job can't even buy our doormat." Bruce felt little pieces of him breaking away. He tried to speak but the words died in his throat. Caro didn't stop talking. "This is why you'll never amount to anything Bruce. You're poor, worthless and pathetic. I'm ashamed to call you my husband." Bruce gasped, his face falling. Those words shattered him to shards. He gaped at Caro like he had lost the most precious thing in the world. Willis smiled widely with open satisfaction. He enjoyed watching Bruce's humiliation. This was what he wanted; the entire Griffin family lining up neatly behind him like loyal dogs. It amused him how easily he could turn them all against Bruce. It was like taking candy from a baby. Willis stepped closer to Caro and reached for her hand. She didn't pull away. Instead, she let him hold her hand for as long as he wanted. "Caro," Willis said, his voice softening. "You deserve better than this embarrassment. You deserve better than a man who brings nothing but shame to your name and your family." He smiled at her confidently. "I can give your family opportunities beyond anything they've ever imagined. No one would dare look down on the Griffin name again." Then Willis did the unthinkable. He released Caro's hand and went down on one knee. Everyone caught their breath sharply. Willis looked up at Caro, reaching for his pocket. "Caro, I love you. I want to start a life with you," he pulled out a small velvet box and opened it. "Marry me." The room fell into a stunned silence. Inside the box was a diamond ring so beautiful it glittered under the chandelier lights. Caro's lips parted in surprise. She couldn't believe her eyes. This wasn't how she had imagined the night to unfold. "Willis," she finally spoke, covering her mouth, "This is so sudden. I'm already married to Bruce or have you forgotten?" Bruce's gaze darted to Caro, his heart racing. Was she about to reject Willis' proposal to protect their marriage? Willis scoffed. "So what? Ditch him. What exactly can he offer you Caro? I'll give you the world on a silver platter. Bruce would give you nothing but crumbs." A few people murmured in agreement. Caro swallowed. "It's not that simple. You see, Bruce and I were forced into marriage by my grandmother. It was a contract marriage." Willis tilted his head. "Really?" "Sadly, yes," Caro continued, "if I divorce him, the Griffin family is legally obligated to pay him a settlement of over $3 million." "It's true," Marcus said heavily. "As much as I would welcome you as my son-in-law, Mr. Willis, the contract is airtight. If Caro files a divorce, Bruce would be a millionaire. We can't afford to lose that kind of money." He paused, his eyes sliding to Bruce with contempt. "The only way out," Marcus went on, "is if he initiates the divorce. The contract states clearly that if Bruce divorces Caro of his own will, he walks away with nothing." The room fell silent as all eyes turned to Bruce as though he was under a spotlight. Then, Willis laughed softly. "Well, well, well. This has gotten really interesting." He rose to his feet and straightened his jacket. He looked at Marcus. Then at Caro. "I'll buy the contract," Willis announced. Everybody froze. Including Bruce. "Y-You can't do that," Bruce whispered, his face growing pale. "it's legally not possible." "Oh, nothing is impossible for me," Willis bragged. He turned to Caro. "Leave the legal work to me, dear. I'll free you and your family from this trap called marriage. If you'll marry me." Bruce hurried over to Caro. He knelt on the floor and grabbed her hand. "Don't listen to him, Caro. He's only doing this out of spite. I still love you. I'm ready to forgive you for the other night. Don't throw away our marriage." Caro stared down at him like he was dog shit. The disgust in her eyes filled him with dread. "Let go of me," She spat. "Damn it. You bastard, I said let go!" She kicked him in the face causing Bruce to sprawl on the floor. Without sparing him a second glance, she faced Willis and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Yes, Willis," She smiled, her lipstick widening. "I will marry you." To Bruce's horror, they kissed right in front of him. Willis slipped the ring on her finger. The guests and members of the Griffin family cheered with applause from every corner of the house. Bruce remained on the floor, watching them in horror. Suddenly something dark awakened inside him. His eyes hardened, his fists clenched and his teeth sank in his lips, drawing blood. "You'll pay for this, Willis," he whispered, amidst the loud clap and noise. "All of you. You'll pay!" He slowly rose to his feet like a man free from his shell. There was no empathy in his eyes. Only revenge. Adjusting his spectacles, Bruce turned his back and walked out of the room. No one knew at that particular moment that they'd just created a monster who would turn back to haunt them in the future.Latest Chapter
Fear
Lord Henry stiffened in shock, his eyes widening with shock. The blood from his broken nose had dried on his upper lip, and his swollen face made him look almost pitiful. But it was the fear in his eyes that was most striking. "You saw the future?" he repeated. "How? How is that possible?" "The day I received your letter of invitation," Bruce said, "I had a vision. I saw everything play out. From the moment I set foot in this nation to this very moment in time." He paused to let the words sink in. "I knew the outcome of everything that would happen before it happened. Some parts of the visions were unclear. But the rest played out before me like a movie." "So that means," Lord Henry's lips quavered. "You knew about the ancient ritual in our family. You knew we were going to kill you, and yet you still came?" "Of course," Bruce said as he walked toward Henry, his steps slow and steady. "I knew from the very start you were going to kill me. And I came anyway, because I knew I woul
The future
Bruce stood before the knight family like a powerful force of nature, his chest rising and falling, his red eyes glowing in the dim darkness. He was fully in control of the Ring of Power now. Energy surged through his veins, strengthening his muscles and feeding his willpower.He was in serious danger. One mistake and these heathen monsters would kill him. Their family line had consumed countless powerful individuals, granting them powers to bend any man to his knees.There was no way he could underestimate them. They were far too dangerous. The other members of the Knight family were already on their feet, their purple eyes glowing with fear."Get him!" Lord Henry yelled, his voice cracking. "Put everything you have into it! Together, we can take him down!"The Knight family concentrated their powers on Bruce. The purple light in their eyes grew stronger, and Bruce felt the crushing pressure descend on him again. The Knight family's submission ability was forcing him to drop to hi
Fight
Bruce had heard enough. The chains, the altar, and the knight bloodline lore of ritual all seemed like he was watching a grotesque theater of madness. Bruce decided at that moment that he would not become food for these sick people. He was not going to let them break the curse, kill Diana, and seize the throne.The plan was clear in his mind: defeat the Knight family, dethrone the fake king, and crown Princess Diana as the rightful heir to the throne.It wouldn't be easy. The Knight family had centuries of power, wealth, and dark rituals behind them. But Bruce had one advantage they were unaware of. The Ring of Power. There was absolutely no way he was going to die on this altar.Just then, Lord Henry pulled out a sharp knife from inside his robe. The knife was a ceremonial blade with a curved edge and a bone handle. The other members of the Knight family followed suit, forming a small circle around the altar as they started chanting an ancient hymn. The words were in a language
An ancient ritual
Bruce's eyes fluttered open. The first thing he felt was the cold: a deep, bone-chilling chill that penetrated his skin and lodged itself in his muscles. The second thing was the pain. His head throbbed where General Kane's fist had connected, and his wrists and ankles ached from the tight grip of iron chains.He tried to move, but he couldn't.He was lying on his back on a raised stone altar, his arms stretched out to the sides and his legs spread apart. He lay shirtless on the altar, his bare chest exposed as he glanced around, his eyes slowly adjusting to the dim light. The room where he was trapped lay underground, surrounded by stone walls and a low ceiling. Torches flickered in iron sconces, casting dancing shadows across the walls."What is this?" he muttered, his voice hoarse. "What's going on?"Just then, footsteps echoed down the corridor beyond. Bruce turned his head, his jaw tightening.The Knight family entered the chamber.Lord Henry led the procession, his jet-black
Dinner with the Knight family
The black sedan drove through the iron gates of the Knight family manor, its headlights piercing the darkness of the countryside. The drive back from the hotel had been quiet, Bruce's mind churning with plans on what to do next. With The Black Foot Clan protecting her, the princess was safe for now. Now, it was time to face the Knight family and find out what they really wanted.The manor shone warmly against the night sky, its windows casting golden light over the neatly manicured lawns. As the car came to a stop before the entrance, the front doors swung open.Lord Henry Knight stepped out first, his jet-black hair catching the light, his smile wide and welcoming. His wife, Lady Josephine, and their three children followed behind him, watching Bruce with sharp and curious eyes."Mr. Shepherd!" Henry exclaimed, descending the steps with his arms spread wide. "Welcome back! What wonderful news is spreading throughout the empire. Congratulations on your engagement to the princess!"
The last Royal bloodline part 2
Bruce stared at her, his mind struggling to process what he had just heard. "What? You're the only royal bloodline left? How did this happen?" Diana's eyes looked distant, caught in memories she had spent years trying to bury. "It happened when I was a child. The Crown's Binding curse only works against the Knight family—not against other people. That was the loophole Edward exploited." "Who's Edward?" Bruce asked, confused. "The fake king," Diana said. "Oh right, carry on," Bruce said. "My father, the true King William, was a socially awkward person and very introverted. He was only fourteen when he became king after his own father died. But he refused to be coronated. He couldn't bear the weight of the crown." Diana paused, her voice growing bitter. "So he made his mentor, Edward, rule in his stead." "Edward was a mentor and advisor to the crown. He had years of experience, connections, and influence. He took over the affairs of the kingdom, took my father's name, and pre
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