2026-05-29 17:13:42When Sandra finally woke up from the bed, her vision was wrong but it doesn't matter to her because her body was on fire— burning from inside where sexual hormone kicked into aggression that overrides control, instinct and modesty.
"Why am I feeling so hot." She squirmed. In the following second, her gown was down, leaving her in white underwear, her body stark, skin flushing under artificial illuminant. Between her legs, something throbbed inside. "Ah." That was when the door opened and Jaxon walked inside the room. He closed the door gently and turned, slightly shocked to see the woman he saved tossing on the bed in discomfort he immediately understood. Sandra's eyes snapped the door. Their eyes collided and the effect felt physical on her. Like he was everything the water to extinguish the inferno raging inside of her. She dashed across the room with a stupifying speed and pushed him against the wall. Their body collided. Her arms wrapped around his head, finger threading through his hair in firm grip. Her lips pressed against Jaxon's in urgent demand. Jaxon didn't react, his eyes empty, emotion stagnant. Sandra worked on his lips. He allowed her. It was the aphrodisiac. Gently he held her shoulder and pulled her away in restraint. Her skin burns under his palm, her chest rising and falling inside heavy and shallow rhythm. "You're burning up." Jaxon said, searching his eyes for any hint of sanity but everything he saw was burning desire. "I know. I know. Just make love to me. I'm dying." Desperation and hunger burned in her throat. She forced his hand away, pinned him to the wall again, buried her face against his again and her lips crashed with his again. Jaxon reacted naturally. Blood rushed through his veins. He was human too, and inside something had begun to awaken— unfamiliar. He'd never felt like that before, never done it before. He never wanted to, but this woman was going to run mad in the next ten minutes, or worse die when the aphrodisiac complex compound finally takes full effect. "I'm doing this for you, so you won't die." Jaxon pulled away and whispered. "You're taking my virginity." He added and smirked. "Give me everything. I'm dying already." She whispered with urgency. She pushed Jaxon to the bed with a possessive force. He was under her, her face a few inches away from his face at the distance her breath grazed his skin, her hair falling over his face gently. Jaxon saw her clearly. She was beautiful despite everything. Something kicked under him, his vein bulging. He rolled her over. Clothes flew across the floor, their bodies collided. The first gasp came from her mouth— sharper as Jaxon drove into her, then panting filled the room along with random sharp gasps and moaning. The bed squealed under their weight as the night slowly burned away around them without any care in the world because they were trapped in another world of ecstacy. Blood was on the bed when they were done. The woman collapsed into a deep sleep and when she woke up the next morning, she was enraged.
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Chapter thirteen: Just destroy them
Magnus Voss sipped from the red wine that looked like blood under the harsh Bar light, twisting his expression slightly in bitterness that wasn't influenced by the Don perignon, but a past that was still hurting him till this moment.He sat the class down on the sleek counter with a gentle clink. "Let me tell you a story," He said, turning to look at his son on the wheelchair. Darius's eyes hinted with curiosity."Twenty years ago," Magnus started quietly. "I and George, were friends. Not really friends. More like acquaintances. We met during an interview at Montgomery Group headquarters. We were both broke, chasing software gigs, struggling to make a living. We were there for just one post. Competitive seat. The CFO. They needed a new brain. Someone who could catch up quickly after they lost the last CFO in an accident."He paused, allowing his narration to settle. He picked the Glass wine again and sipped, leaving Darius to wallow in curiosity."What happened next, Dad?" And he was
Chapter twelve: The Vicious plan
The Voss family house is a monolithic testament of power and wealth descending from their ancestors. A Giant chandelier the size of a car threw light on the expensive marble giving the ambiance a comfortable and warm look, but the tension that hung in the air was too thick to be dissected by an ice.Darius Voss sat on a wheel chair now, his legs stiff and useless with heaps of bandage wrapped around it with a brace holding fractured bone in place.He boiled in anger.Across the room, his father, Mr. Magnus Voss stood in front of the four huge securities with hands crossed behind his back. Anger was visible in his expression and entire room felt it.The four bodyguards knelt before him, their head dropped, shoulder slumped, face marked with cuts inflicted by Knox in the club.But Magnus Voss didn't care about all that. Someone had just crippled his son and the sheer weight felt like a physical slap. The Voss family is untouchable. No one comes for them unless they're prepared for grave
Chapter eleven: Prepare for War
The gift arrived on his desk at exactly seven O' Clock in the evening inside an ornate box covered in blood. Elder Ezno delivered it. He wasn't looking like himself— a bandage curled around his neck, hanging his arm uselessly while his back hunched, stiff by injury that broke something supportive inside that would take a while to heal.Even at his level of cultivation, he couldn't heal broken bones easily and maybe his pride too which had been shockingly battered by a young man he'd underestimated.Daniel Monroe loomed over the desk in a dim Ambiance that was his underground base — the Bloody eyes operation base. He stood at six feet six, a beast wearing human skin. Everything about him was intimidating and oppressive from weather-beaten face to the scars marking his face like insignias, a stark reminder of the wars he'd walked through and came out a conqueror.His eyes steady on the tab in his hand displaying Jaxon walking into the Grand Hall after sweeping securities off their feet
Chapter ten: Back for Blood
************************Jaxon didn't stand down.His fist cut through the air, coming straight at Elder Ezno's to counter the attack.The collision was destructive immediately their fist collided sounding off like a radioactive explosion.Waves of energy burst from the impact. The effect vibrated the entire hall— balloons burst, the force picked up tables and chairs, slamming it against the wall, chandeliers wobbled on the ceiling, throwing chaotic light before Crystals burst shattering glasses to the floor. Elder Enzo stumbled back several feets loosing his feet on the ground and slamming against the sharp edge of the stage. A sharp crack echoed of something breaking that was possible spine sounded from his back.Silence fell over the Hall.The old man stayed on the floor. He couldn't move, eyes widened in horror and shook like he hadn't expected the outcome of his attack."What...what are..." Blood spurted his mouth, smearing over his robe.He tried to push himself up the floor b
Chapter nine: Anyone who stepped in the way
"Let me deal with the bastard!" The bridegroom, Mason Goldwyn heir of the Goldwyn house, operating secret drug business barked. He'd been watching Jaxon speak to Elder Enzo like he put everyone of them in the hall."Securities!!!" He roared."Stop barking," Jaxon said, his voice flat. "They're all dead." Jaxon said flatly."What—" Mason gasped, eyes wide in shock.Elder Ezno's expression cracked in mild surprise.He didn't speak. He simply gestured at a male servant nearby and whispered to his ear."Go and check."The servant nodded and ran out to check. In the following minute, he ran back into the hall with a different speed and stopped before Elder Ezno, shaking with fear as though he'd just seen ghost.He didn't speak instantly. He couldn't. His breathing was heavy and fast, sweats suddenly pouring from his temple as fever without symptoms struck him, the air conditioning blowing on him hot air."Dead dead..." His voice cracked. "..dead bodies..they're outside... everywhere.""W
Chapter eight: His entrance ii
The double door of the Grand Hall tore off clean from the hinge, flying across the room, slamming into tables close to the front row— guests got hit and injured, tables skidded with metal before throwing away expensive plates and bottles of wine that shattered and exploded in the air and raining liquor and sharpnels.The crowd screamed, staggering away from the chaos in a tangle of limp and heels, those who were unlucky slipped and fell, those laughing before the entrance were frightened now. Blood pooled over the floor with wine. No one was standing.The couple, earlier dancing at the front stilled under the spotlight, looking at everyone scrambling in the hall like they were watching real-time action movies or the prelude before a zombie apocalypse kicked into full clutter."What is going on?" The bride in white gown, a replica of Daniel Monroe's face asked with narrowed eyes, her expression tight.Jaxon's entrance was already Terrific enough. But he was just starting.He stepped t
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