Chapter 25
Author: Mayday
last update2026-05-11 18:09:22

The weekend disappeared like water through open fingers.

Two days. No Vivian. No calls, no drama, no suffocating tension. Just Aurora's apartment, her kitchen, her voice drifting from the living room while Ethan cooked.

It was the best weekend he'd had in five years.

On Monday morning, they left together — Aurora driving, Ethan in the passenger seat with his phone out.

Before they'd even pulled onto the main road, he'd typed and sent the message to Vivian.

*Don't forget. City Hall today. Bring
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    Rocco's fingers twitched.A low groan crawled out of his throat. He pushed himself off the floor. His vision swam. The bar tilted sideways, then righted itself.He staggered backward, three full steps, until his spine hit a table.His eyes found Ethan.Terror. Raw, animal terror—the kind that lived in the gut, not the brain. But underneath it, something hotter. Rage. The humiliation of being dropped in front of his own men by a single blow."Get him!" Rocco's voice cracked. He jabbed a bloody finger at Ethan. "All of you—together! I don't care how good he is, he can't take all of you at once!"His men hesitated. They'd just watched their boss crumble like wet cardboard."NOW!"The command broke through. They moved.All four rushed Ethan at once—from the front, the sides, closing the gap fast.Rocco didn't watch. His hand was already fumbling for his phone, smearing blood across the screen. He hit the contact and pressed it to his ear, backing toward the far wall.Two rings. "What?"

  • Chapter 89

    The bar went still. Even the whispering stopped.Then the whispers exploded. "He's insane—" "One move? Against Rocco? The man's lost his mind—""Someone call an ambulance. Seriously. Call one now."Rocco stared at Ethan. The laughter was gone from his face. What replaced it was something hot and dark and deeply, personally offended."One move," he repeated slowly. Then his mouth twisted into something vicious. "Alright. I was going to leave you conscious. But since you want to play hero—"He rolled his neck. The crack echoed through the silent bar."—I'll put you in the ICU."Ethan didn't move. He was still sitting there. He even reached for his drink again.That was the last thing Rocco could take."Die then!" His right fist came in fast—a straight punch aimed dead at Ethan's face, launched with the full rotational power of a man who had knocked out fighters twice his opponent's size. The kind of punch that ended conversations. The kind of punch that ended consciousness."It's ove

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    Ethan looked up from his glass. His expression didn't change."I am," he said. "Something I can help you with?"Rocco's lips curled into a sneer. He cracked his neck, rolled his shoulders."Yeah, actually." His voice carried across the silent bar. "I'm here on Marcus Donovan's orders. And Marcus wants me to beat the living hell out of you."The bar went dead quiet.Someone at the far end whispered: "Marcus Donovan?""The Marcus Donovan? The one who runs the development zone?""That guy is finished."Chloe stood frozen two steps from Ethan's table, the bottle clutched against her chest. Her eyes were wide—but not with fear."How dare you!" The words left her mouth before she could stop them, sharp and ringing. "How dare you threaten him!"Every pair of eyes shifted to her.Ethan's jaw tightened."Chloe." His voice cut through the air like a blade. "Walk away. Now."She turned to him, lips parting in protest. "But—""This has nothing to do with you." He didn't look at her. His eyes were

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    Nathan's hands were still shaking when he got into his car.He pulled up Rocco's number and hit dial before he'd even closed the door."Yeah?" "Rocco." Nathan's voice came out tight, clipped, buzzing with barely contained fury. "I need you to do something for me.""What kind of something?""The kind where a man ends up on the ground regretting every choice he's ever made." Nathan gripped the steering wheel with his free hand, knuckles white. "There's someone I need taught a lesson. A real one. The kind he doesn't walk away from smiling."A low whistle on the other end. "Who pissed you off this bad?""You'll get the details when you need them. Just tell me you're in."Rocco was quiet for a beat. Then: "I'm in. When?""Soon. I'll send you everything."Nathan hung up and sat there in the silence of his car, chest heaving, a vicious grin slowly spreading across his face.......Across town, in the basement level of a converted warehouse in the economic development zone, the air was thick

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