2025-07-28 13:11:30“Ladies and gentlemen, what’s going on here?” a security guard jogged over, baton in hand.
“That sewer rat right there tried to sneak into tonight’s auction with a fake card. He wants to sit with us. Absolutely disgusting” Emily jabbed a perfectly manicured finger toward Seth.
“A disgrace!” said an elderly woman in gold-rimmed glasses. “I refuse to breathe the same air as some filthy street punk like him!”
“Throw him out!” Emily said with smug satisfaction. “This is a high-class event. We don’t need our standards dragged through the mud.”
“Sir, I’m going to need you to leave.” The guard squared his shoulders.
He raised the baton slightly in warning.But Seth didn’t flinch. He crossed his arms, a mocking grin curling on his lips.
“Oh, come on. You guys are pathetic,” he sneered. “Getting treated like scraps and still strutting around like your cheap-ass invites mean something?”
He exaggerated a look of pity, eyes sweeping the crowd.
“Wake the hell up. What you’re holding is the bottom-tier entry pass—mass-produced crap for the masses. But what I’ve got right here—”
“Is a VIP pass? That’s what you were about to say, wasn’t it?” Emily cut in, her voice full of venom.
“Listen, Seth, I know being dumped by Rose must’ve fried what little brain you had left. But this is your own doing.”
“You faked your way into the Tyrel household, offered to treat the old man with your so-called ‘medical skills’, and ruined everything."
"If I were you, I’d have buried my head in the dirt long ago—not chased us all the way here, embarrassing yourself.”
Emily crossed her arms, eyes gleaming with cruel delight.
"Nice speech," Seth sighed, stepping closer to Emily. "But you just exposed your own pathetic little worldview."
Emily instinctively stepped back.
"You’re a selfish, shallow, gold-digging bitch who sees everyone as tools—use them when they’re useful, toss them when they’re not."
“And don’t make me remind you how you landed that ‘perfect fiancé’ of yours in the first place.”
Seth’s voice dropped as he took one more step toward her.
Now there was something different about him—an air of power, command.
For the first time, the room felt the weight of his presence.
“You—you’re talking nonsense!” Emily snapped, her voice cracking. “William loves me. He proposed! We, we’re officially engaged!”
But panic flickered in her eyes. She couldn’t afford for anyone here to know the truth—that she once dumped Seth for William when the tides turned.
It was undignified in the eyes of high society!
Seth gave a humorless laugh and handed the card to the guard beside him.
“Go ahead. Verify it. I’m a hundred percent sure it’s real. Just like Emily’s ‘unbreakable’ relationship with her fiancé.”
Chuckles rippled through the crowd. Everyone knew William’s reputation—a serial playboy with more scandals than business deals.
Emily’s face turned to stone. She glared at Seth, fists clenched.
“You just don’t get it, do you, punk?” William finally snapped. “Don’t think banging Rose for a few days makes you royalty!"
"Let me tell you—once that old man from the Tyrel family kicks it, their whole empire’s going down with him.”
“And when that happens? You, Rose, all of you will be crawling at my feet, begging for scraps!”
His arrogance was so over-the-top, even the crowd looked stunned.
“Is that so? Then I suppose I should get to know my future boss” A sharp, cold voice echoed from above.
Heads turned—gasps rang out.
Rose Tyrel stood at the balcony on the second floor, eyes unreadable, tone icy.
William’s face went corpse-pale. Sweat began to pour. He had no idea how long she’d been standing there.
“What are you doing down there, Seth?” Rose called out. “VIP entrance is upstairs. Or did you forget?”
She waved her invitation—an identical black card to the one in Seth’s hand.
“Didn’t realize you liked mingling with the bottom feeders.”
Seth shrugged. “My bad.” He moved toward the stairs.
“Rose! You’re being deceived!” Emily screamed.
She couldn’t stand watching Seth strut around like some goddamn victorious general—after humiliating her, after humiliating William—now flaunting his connection to Rose like it was a trophy!
“He’s a leech! A gold-digger! He’s only using you for your money!”
“Then let him,” Rose replied, rolling her eyes. “With the Tyrel family fortune, he can eat off me for whole life and I’d still be filthy rich!”
“I’m just—” Emily lunged forward, but the security guard stepped in front of her.
“Sorry, miss. Upstairs is for VIPs only. Please show your invitation.”
Emily’s face burned as she clenched the basic invitation, humiliated and fuming.
William’s jaw clenched as he pulled her down the stairs, defeated.
The crowd murmured, some stifling laughter.
The guard who went to verify the invitation came running back, shouting.
“This is an authentic VIP invitation—direct from the Tyrel estate.”
Someone in the crowd muttered loudly, “Looks like someone’s been barking at the wrong tree.”
Laughter crashed through the hall like a tidal wave.
Emily locked her eyes on Seth’s back, rage boiling in her chest.
She swore—one day, that bastard was gonna pay.
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Chapter 24: Fractures Beneath the Skin.
The edge of the cliff loomed far above them like a broken crown. Seth lay at the bottom, half his body skewered by a branch thick as his arm. It had ripped clean through his side, puncturing flesh and muscle as blood oozed slowly from the wound, dark and thick.Nearby, Rose knelt, shivering and wounded but alive, thanks only to the way Seth had rejected her seat during their fall. Her dress was torn, her knees were bruised, and arms were scraped, but her eyes, her eyes were wide with something deeper than shock.She had been scared for Seth's life but now she felt a different emotion... Rage, pure, undiluted rage.Of course, Seth had passed out and come through, and now Rose had found out somethings that were better left unsaid."So it was all a lie," she said, voice eerily calm. "You never came here for me. You were after the mine, that’s why you let my family trust you, that’s why you pretended to care."Seth blinked as sweat and blood were rolling down his temple as pain spiked in
Chapter 23: The Cliff.
Vin.The humanoid radiation weapon had been her signature for years. A horrible invention that turned humans into unstable walking beasts capable of emitting waves of nuclear energy that could turn normal humans into beats that gave off harmful radiation, and now she was here.A decade of rivalry had all come down to this.Vin and Seth.The Iron Wolf of the East, and the Ghost Commander of the West.Two elite secret agents, hand picked by their respective nations to wage secret war, the winner would keep the mineral to themselves, a mineral with the power to change the world, Astralite. The mineral that now just happened to lie buried within the Tyrel family's mining zone.Vin stood atop a combat truck in the distance, her arms folded, pale hair whipping in the wind like silver flames. Her soldiers were behind her, clad in radiation suits, rifles trained and eyes sharp. But Vin didn’t need to use her soldiers, she had her creatures.The humanoid monster she had released glowed a faint
Chapter 22: Ghosts on the Road
The moment Seth hit the ignition and sped out of the hotel’s private driveway, the engine roared to life as the tires squealed as they gripped the asphalt, launching the vehicle forward into the night. In the passenger seat, Rose lay unconscious, her face bruised from the earlier fall, her limbs limp as a ragdoll. Seth kept one hand on the steering wheel, the other on his phone.“Come on, come on… Pick up Damnit.”Lucas wasn’t answering, the screen blinked, then went black.No signal.Seth’s eyes narrowed. “They’re jamming the frequency. FUCK!!!”He tossed the phone into the back seater. Whoever was after them wasn’t just some gang of street level idiots. This was organized and professional. He checked the rearview mirror and there it was as he had expected, a convoy of matte black SUVs, headlights off, driving hard at his tail.“Of course,” Seth muttered. “Nothing says friendly neighborhood assassination squads like rolling blackout trucks at 120 kilometers per hour.”Bullets explode
Chapter 21: Kisses, Tears, and Bullets?
The city lights blinked drowsily as the hour crawled past midnight. Seth sat by the wide window of his guest room, scrolling through classified documents on a holographic tablet when his private phone buzzed.There was one new message from Rose, he squinted his eyes and read the message."We need to talk, meet me at ‘that’ hotel, now!!!"There were no emojis, just text that slurred just slightly. He thought to himself, “that was like her, rude as always,” but something about it felt off, besides, the mention of the very specific hotel told him she meant business.Having stared at it for a second he tossed the tablet aside and grabbing his coat.The hotel was quiet. The lobby hummed with soft jazz music and rich laughter. Seth didn’t bother checking in, he knew exactly which suite to head for, it was the room where they had first met each other, the room where it all began, all thanks to a very passionate night. Within minutes, he reached the room door and knocked once but no answer c
Chapter 20: Hidden Agendas and Holographic Maps.
The Tyrel estate was quiet when Seth stepped outside. His hands, deep in his pockets, and he looked every bit the picture of idle boredom, but his brain was already spinning gears too fast for most to follow. Rose’s outburst. General Cane’s suspicion. The increasing tension around Velkor City. It all smelled like something was about to break.And it didn’t help that his comm link buzzed in his pocket like a very rude wasp.He clicked the receiver into his ear without breaking his stride. “Talk.”“Good evening Boss, unfortunately, I may have got bad news.” Lucas said with a tight voice. “Our informant’s gone dark and it is not looking pretty.”That woke Seth up at the sound of that.“Where?”“Lumina,” Lucas said. “Just outside the eastern border checkpoint. The man on the operation made his last report three hours ago. Since then, nothing. No pings, no comms. Not even a post, it's like he just vanished.”Seth’s jaw clenched. “You think he was compromised?”“There’s no other explanation
Chapter 19: Bitter Wine and Sharp Tongues.
The room had just begun to settle after Rose’s explosive declaration. The music, once soft and elegant, had turned awkward and quiet. Servants whispered behind polished doors, politicians shifted uncomfortably, and even the chandeliers above seemed unsure whether to keep glowing or fall off the ceiling.Rose’s mother, Lysa, stood frozen for one long, thunderous moment. Her face twisted with a mix of rage, disbelief, and that distinct look of shame at her one and only daughter.Then, without a word, she turned sharply on her heel and stormed out of the hall, her dress swirling behind her. The sound of her heels echoed through the halls as all turned to watch her leave.Mr. Mason, however, didn’t even flinch. He was grinning like he’d just watched a very satisfying ending to the scene he had just witnessed.“Well then!” he said, clapping his hands together. “That settles it. Let’s set a date!”Everyone in the room blinked.Except General Cane.He stepped forward, his jaw tightened, his
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