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Blood Thirst: God of War Zehra Royale
The morning light had filled the luxurious suite with its golden glow by the time Julius stirred, his sharp senses slowly awakening.He blinked, his gaze adjusting to the unfamiliar silhouette of someone sleeping beside him.Miley’s hair was a tousled mess of soft waves, her delicate face relaxed since she was in deep sleep. She lay on her side, breathing evenly, unaware of his eyes transfixed on her face. Julius sat up slightly, running a hand through his own disheveled hair. He hadn’t slept this deeply in years. His body had been trained to remain hyper-aware even in sleep, always ready to react to the slightest disturbance. But last night… she had managed to sneak past his defenses. A memory flashed into his mind- soft hands, a warm cloth with which she was wiping his face...Immediately, his gaze flickered to the nightstand, where his clothes from last night were neatly folded into a pile. His shoes were placed neatly beside the bed, even though he remembered falling asleep with
Blood Thirst: God of War Troublemaker!
"You seem to believe you have the right to decide who belongs here and who doesn’t. But unfortunately for you, the world doesn’t revolve around your delusions! As long as we are inside this store, I am a customer– and I'm just as respectable as any other paying customer.”Anna scoffed,"Yes! The word ‘pay’ makes all the difference! And we all know you are incapable of paying for even a paper bag from this store. The world doesn't revolve around me, but no matter which corner of the world you got to, beggars like you will always be inferior to people like me!”Her boyfriend smirked in agreement. "That’s just the truth of the world! Some people are born into respectable families, and all doors open for them… and people like you should just admire things from the outside."Anna laughed, making sure her voice was loud enough to be heard by the surrounding customers.“If window shopping is your new hobby, I would suggest you to find another place to stink up with your presence.”A round
Blood Thirst: God of War True Purpose!
Duke Morgan entered the store, and his powerful aura was enough to make the gathered crowd step back in awe of him. The Duke of Glamorgan was actually blessing them with his presence!Duke Morgan coldly scanned the store, trying to get an idea of what had happened. However, the moment the manager laid eyes on him, the look of arrogance on his face was wiped clean.He blinked rapidly, his mouth opening and closing like a fish gasping for air. He shot a panicked glance at Julius, then back at the Duke, his brain struggling to understand what had just happened. This low class man he had mocked and humiliated… he wasn't faking it? This man had actually called Duke Morgan, and the Duke had actually come there too…?For a split second, his face drained of color, but his instincts quickly kicked in. He plastered on a bright smile, the kind of polite expression he only saved for royalty and billionaires. He hurried forward, nearly tripping over himself in his eagerness.“Ah! Your Grace! Wh
Blood Thirst: God of War Assassins
Julius had been prepared for this outcome the moment he stepped into the Zehra Royale Malll. He knew that powerful people like Duke Morgan naturally had enemies lurking in the shadows, and since their attempts to kill them during the Summit had failed, they would probably try and finish two powerful targets as soon as possible. The manager was tightly clutching the hilt of his dagger in his right hand, while the crowd that had gathered near the store started to scream and cry in panic, trying to get away from the range of the gun as fast as they could. Meanwhile, the manager tried to pull his hand and stab the dagger, but Julius’ reflexes were much faster. While his arm was still in the air, Julius squeezed the manager's neck and pulled his dagger- wielding arm back, dislocating his shoulder from the socket and sending him staggering backward. However, in his desperation, the man clung tightly to Duke Morgan’s leg. The sudden force caused the Duke to lose his balance, and he fe
Blood Thirst: God of War Ambush!
A bounty of $100 Million over the Duke's head, placed by an unnamed person. That was all Anna had blurted out before dissolving into a puddle of sobs, blabbering incoherently. She was of no use to him, and it was better off to get rid of these assassins and leave. But before Julius could do anything, another gunshot rang out behind them. The sharp crack of the bullet sent another wave of panic through the crowd, who screamed while scattering off in every direction.Julius’s eyes flickered in the direction that shot had been fired from. Two figures had emerged from the second floor of the shopping mall, standing behind the railing. They were dressed casually, blending in with the shoppers, but the way they were holding their firearms revealed their true identities.They were Anna's accomplices…Julius barely had time to react before another shot was fired. He ran, holding Duke Morgan by the shoulders and pulling him off to the side, shoving him behind a display case. The bullet aime
Blood Thirst: God of War Red Albatross
As soon as they stepped into the Sail Hotel, Duke Morgan wasted no time. He turned to Julius and Miley, his expression grave,“Come with me. Just the two of you.”Julius and Miley exchanged glances before following him down a corridor. The Duke led them to a secluded, soundproof room, his entire body was tense with urgency. Once inside, he shut the door firmly and turned to face them.“After what has been happening in the last two says, I don’t trust anyone, not even the staff at the hotel.”He admitted, rubbing a hand over his face. “Except you two, and my personal guards. If we had more than two guards with us today, Julius wouldn’t have been outnumbered over there! You may have beaten the odds today, but we may not always be so lucky.”Julius remained silent, standing with his arms crossed, his expression unreadable. Miley, on the other hand, frowned slightly, understanding the Duke’s concern.The Duke continued, his voice low but firm. “From now on, I’m enhancing security—not jus
Blood Thirst: God of War Hammonds Mansion
Early the next morning, Julius and Miley left the Sail Hotel for the Hammonds family mansion, even though Duke Morgan was still worried about their safety and requested them to stay at the hotel– at least until the Morgan family Summit officially ended. And the sun had already covered one third of its path by the time they reached the city. Julius sat in the driver’s seat, one hand casually resting on the wheel, his sharp gaze flicking between the road and the rearview mirror. As they turned the corner to the mansion, Miley stole a glance in his direction before clearing her throat. “So… what now?” She asked, her voice hesitant. “Where are you planning to go from here?” Although Julius hadn't shared much about her past, Miley knew that his ex-wife had kicked him out of their home, and she wasn't sure where he was going to go next. Julius didn’t answer right away, and instead kept his gaze locked ahead, smoothly pulling into the long driveway of her estate. Miley, assuming th
Blood Thirst: God of War Spy!
The moment Julius and Miley were waiting for came faster than expected. A few seconds after Julius asked her to call Duke Morgan for backup, there was a faint but unmistakable rustling in the bushes outside. Julius' sharp gaze darted towards the right, and Miley followed his lead, picking up the subtle creak of a shifting weight on the perimeter wall of the Hammonds’ estate. And before she could ask him what he was planning to do next, Julius moved at the speed of lightning. Miley barely had time to react before he shot up and started striding toward the door. His movements were quick but controlled, like a tiger silently closing in on its prey. He didn’t even bother reaching for a weapon before slipping outside without making a single sound, following the faint sounds of the spy’s movements. Miley played her part well, pretending to call the Duke and announcing that she hadn't received any answer from her yet. After confirming that his targets were caught in a tough spot
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Gifts
By the time Miley made it to the second office that afternoon, the weight of the exhaustion of the day was already pressing on her temples. Meetings, invoices, forecasts, it had been relentless for a long day like today. She stepped into the open-plan space and offered a polite nod to the staff as she made her way to her desk.But her tired eyes widened slightly at the sight waiting for her.A tall bouquet of deep red roses sat in the middle of her workspace, arranged with precision and wrapped in silk ribbon. For a brief second, a small smile crept onto her face,until she leaned in and read the attached card.“For the most hardworking woman in this building. A little something to brighten your day. – Lorence”The smile vanished. He was the last person she would expect a bouquet from.She stood up so fast her chair scraped loudly across the tiled floor, making everyone's heads turn towards her. Everyone knew Lorence was charming, arrogant, the son of a wealthy businessman who played
Uncertainty
The next evening, Miley sat at her desk, surrounded by stacks of financial reports. The Duke’s company finances were far more complex than she had anticipated, and merging them with her own accounts was proving to be a tedious task. She rubbed her temples, willing the numbers to make sense. The dim glow of her desk lamp cast long shadows across the room, the only sign of life in the otherwise silent office. A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts. Before she could respond, a young man named Lorence sauntered into the office, he was one of the junior accountants. He leaned against her desk with an easy smirk, as if they were old friends. His tailored suit was too expensive for his position, his cufflinks gleaming under the light. “You look like you could use some help,” he said, his voice dripping with false concern. “I’ve got nothing but time. You can take any help from me, anytime. I’ll be of use.” His emphasis on the last word made her skin crawl. Miley didn’t even glanc
Dangerous world
The morning sunlight filtered through the tall windows of the estate, casting golden streaks across the wooden floor. Miley was still in bed when the scent of roses hit her nose, dozens of them. She blinked, stretched, and sat up, only to gasp.The entire living room had been transformed. Roses in hues of red, pink, and white were everywhere bundles on tables, bouquets in vases, and petals scattered across the floor like confetti from a royal celebration. Gifts in ornate wrappings adorned the foyer. Beside one of the larger flower stands stood a note with an elegant golden seal.Julius, who had just finished his morning black coffee, picked up the card and frowned. “Duke of Glamorgan,” he murmured.Miley peered over his shoulder, reading aloud, “To the newlyweds—my blessings and warmest congratulations. Miley is like a daughter to me. I couldn’t be happier. I've arranged a private dinner for the two of you tonight. Wear something fitting.”Julius sighed and rubbed his temple. “I have
He cares!
The house was quieter than usual that evening. No television murmuring in the background, no kettle hissing on the stove. Just the soft shuffle of footsteps and the occasional creak of wood as Miley moved about the living room, placing her wildflower bouquet in a simple glass vase. The cream and blush petals looked delicate, a quiet contrast to the stormy day they’d had.Julius stood nearby, loosening the tie around his neck, his jacket already slung across the armrest of the couch. He watched her without speaking, a subtle intensity in his gaze. It wasn’t just her dress or the curve of her smile. It was the way she moved careful, yet completely unafraid. Still here. Still his… somehow.“You’re awfully quiet for someone who just got married,” Miley teased softly, glancing over her shoulder.He exhaled through his nose, the corner of his mouth tilting. “I’m still letting that part sink in.”She turned to face him, her fingers twining in front of her. “Regretting it already?”His eyes s
Wife
The courthouse doors clicked shut behind them, sealing away the vows they had just exchanged with the kind of quiet finality that felt heavier than expected. Miley clutched the modest bouquet of wildflowers, baby’s breath and pale wild roses, still she was not entirely able to believe they were hers. Her fingers brushed over the petals like a dream she didn’t want to end.“We’re married,” she said, her voice barely louder than a breath.Julius gave a faint nod, glancing sidelong at her. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I was too worried yesterday. I should’ve gotten you real flowers.”Miley blinked at him. “These are real flowers.”He gave a small huff of amusement. “You know what I mean.”She did. And yet, the idea of him stepping off the sidewalk to pick them just for her made them more precious than a florist’s bouquet ever could be.But she could not tell him that , yet, even though she really wanted to scream this from the top of her lungs that no flower, no bouquet in the entire world co
Flowers
Miley paced the living room with her arms folded tightly across her chest, her bare feet brushing against the cool floor tiles as the silence of midnight wrapped around her. The clock ticked softly in the background, each second a reminder of Julius’s absence. Her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, scenarios, and questions she couldn’t shake off.She had tried to stay calm. She’d even convinced herself she didn’t need his answer—she could handle things on her own. But the longer the minutes dragged, the more restless she became.She knew that Julius wasn't going to accept her proposal this easily, but she was ready to convince him, and for that she has already prepared all the arguments that would be required in the future.But the problem was that he didn't even let her complete her words and left her alone without they could even go further in the discussion where he had been hiding the reasons to not marry her on paper.Because if he was ready to find someone for the exact role the
Keeping her safe
Julius left the house with a heavy heart and an even heavier conscience. The front door clicked shut behind him, but her words— “Then I’ll marry you”—echoed in his head like a siren in an empty hallway. He needed space and silence.Miley had proposed marriage.She proposed to help him …help him by marrying him.And it was not just any marriage. A no-obligation, pretend-to-be-his-wife arrangement. That would be Logical, strategic for his current condition..completely safe on paper, making him free from all the obligation.But nothing about it felt safe. Nothing about her-soft, stubborn, golden-hearted Miley-was meant for this world of shadows and backdoor politics, where missions ended in blood and trust could be lethal.He drove with no destination in mind, but his instincts led him to the lake. The moonlight rippled gently across the water, casting silver shadows on the still surface. The place was quiet. Just like he needed. He knew he could stay here for a while before his heart ma
Something stupid
For a moment, Julius said nothing. He stared at Miley, his eyes were unreadable, his tall frame was tense and still. The overhead light in the living room flickered once, casting a dim glow across her determined face and the soft under-eye patches still clinging beneath her eyes.While Julius was still trying to believe that what he had heard was not some delusion but her actual words, she was indeed ready to marry him, she was ready to help him, in this misery of his life , but what he wasn't able to understand was why she is willing to help him in the first place, when Oliva hasn't helped, she wasn't loyal with him, even when they were married then why does Miley want to be loyal with, why do she wants to help him and all these questions were making him doubt his reality where he has heard the words correctly or his mind was just playing some games with him.When he didn't get the answer from himself even after struggling a lot in his mind, he finally decided to ask the question di
Marry you
After the chaos at the summit, Julius knew things couldn't return to normal so easily. That night, he arranged to meet a few of his most trusted military buddies at a low-profile bar outside the city.Officially, the meeting was to catch up over beers — but the real reason ran deeper. Julius needed their input on the Home Front Horizon project, to make sure every possible security risk had been anticipated. More importantly, he needed fresh intel.The group who had ambushed the summit hadn't claimed allegiance to any known faction. They moved like trained operatives but struck with a kind of brutal recklessness that was worrying. Whoever they were, they weren't amateurs. And Julius wanted to know exactly who he was going to war with.Hours later, after downing too many bottles and trading battle-scarred jokes, the men finally insisted on dropping him back at the estate. They were half-drunk, loud, and yet there was a current of unspoken understanding between them — a brotherhood born
