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I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0086-...Betrays Me
Biella sat at the end of the long glass table, exuding elegance and charisma. Around her, investors—some from overseas—listened intently to the presentation. Slide after slide displayed Xanta Group’s upcoming plans, which many believed were destined for success. An elderly investor from Pran nodded in approval. “I’ve never seen such a rapid comeback. You’ve truly made us consider a significant capital injection.” Biella offered a diplomatic smile. “We’re not just making a comeback, Mr. Jacques. We’re building a stronger foundation. And this time, we know exactly who stands with us… and who’s merely watching from afar.” *** Meanwhile, at the very top floor of the Xanta Group building, the atmosphere was vastly different. The expansive space resembled a private penthouse more than a conventional office. Floor-to-ceiling glass walls offered a sweeping view of Venua City from one of its most prestigious vantage points. A minimalist bed stood to the left, while a black office
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0001-The Return of Zander Rhett Guezz
Shhh! Ssshh! Ssshh! (The sound of laser fire) In the vast and silent shooting range, the only sounds were the faint hum of weapons and the sharp blasts of laser shots. Zander Rhett Guezz—a 27-year-old man with a reputation as a feared war commander—stood tall in the middle of the range. His muscular frame, clad in a black uniform devoid of rank insignias, radiated an undeniable cold aura. He raised his laser pistol, aiming with precise accuracy. A red beam shot out, piercing the target dead center. Without flinching, he pulled the trigger again, this time unleashing three rapid shots, all landing squarely on the bullseye. Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps approached from behind. A middle-aged man with a worried expression hurried toward him. It was Jacky, the former bodyguard of the Guezz family, now reinstated to serve Zander after his return from the military. “I am really sorry, Young Master… I’m two minutes late,” Jacky said, his voice cautious, almost a whis
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0002-Mr. Death
At the Xanta Family Mansion, Venua City…. The house resembled a palace, grand and majestic, adorned with crystal chandeliers radiating luxurious brilliance from every corner. That evening, the house was filled with formally dressed guests crowding the main hall, which was embellished with a red carpet and golden ornaments. The clinking of glasses and soft laughter filled the air, marking the celebration of a major achievement by the Xanta family’s eldest grandson—Darren Xanta. Darren stood in the center of the hall, clad in a perfectly tailored black suit that emphasized his aura as the family heir. His confident smile shone as he graciously received congratulations from the guests. "Congratulations, Darren! Securing the contract with V-Tech is an extraordinary achievement," said an elderly man—Mr. Birru, a renowned jewelry tycoon in Venua. "Thank you," Darren replied politely, a slight nod of his head reflecting the composure of a man who knew he had reached the pinnacle.
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0003-Anger Of Xanta Family
"Who is he? How dare he come dressed like that?" whispered one guest. "Does he think this is a night market? Look, even the servers here are dressed better than him," scoffed another guest. Zander remained unfazed. He strode toward a sofa in the corner of the hall, sat down casually, and grabbed a glass of wine from a nearby table. With a swift motion, he propped one leg up on the table, exuding the demeanor of a boss. Across the room, Ganza Xanta-the Xanta family’s second grandson, spotted Zander. His face instantly darkened. His jaw clenched, and his eyes narrowed sharply. "What the hell is this?!" Ganza hissed furiously. Without hesitation, Ganza stormed toward Zander, his steps brimming with rage as though he were about to erupt. Once he reached Zander, he stood directly in front of him, his anger palpable. "Zander Guezz," Ganza’s voice was cold and filled with venom. "It’s been a long time, but you still have the audacity to show up here? Are you challenging the X
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0004-I'm Not Your Teenage Son Anymore
The luxurious black SUV glided smoothly down the road leading to Zander’s main mansion, situated on the outskirts of the city. The mansion was surrounded by the sprawling grounds of the Rhett Military Academy, a training facility renowned not only for its stringent discipline but also for producing the finest soldiers. This academy was Zander’s private enterprise, a strategic investment designed to secure loyalty and military strength firmly under his control. In the backseat, Zander sat silently, his cold gaze piercing through the tinted window. Outside, hundreds of soldiers were rigorously training—engaging in shooting drills, hand-to-hand combat, and war simulations. Every activity was conducted under the watchful eyes of stern instructors. As the SUV approached the academy's main gate, the atmosphere shifted dramatically. A tall, broad-shouldered commander in full green uniform stood near the guard post. Spotting the approaching vehicle, he barked a sharp order t
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0005-The Guezz and Xanta Family
In the grand kitchen of Zander's mansion... The aroma of cooking wafted through the air, mingling with the clinking of pans and the hushed murmurs of conversation. In a quiet corner of the room, Leo, the new servant, stood awkwardly watching an older man with a stern face—Marcus—who was overseeing the kitchen with a sharp, discerning gaze. Leo glanced left and right, ensuring no one was too close to overhear. He swallowed hard, summoning his courage, and approached Marcus, who was meticulously chopping vegetables with the precision of an artist. “Mr. Marcus...” Leo’s voice was barely audible above the kitchen’s clamor. Marcus didn’t look up, only slightly raising an eyebrow. “What is it?” Leo hesitated for a moment, but the curiosity that had been gnawing at him refused to be silenced. “I heard... there was once a great war between the Guezz family and the Xanta family. Is that true?” Marcus’s hand froze mid-chop. The knife he had been using was slowly placed down on the
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0006-Planning to Eliminate Him
Darren exhaled deeply, trying to remain calm. He knew his father was nearly impossible to reason with when angry. “Dad…” Darren began, his voice firm but respectful. “I can’t speak directly to Mr. Death. In fact, I’ve never even met him.” Mr. Hammo narrowed his eyes, displeased with the answer. “What do you mean? You’re my eldest son! You’re responsible for this family’s safety!” “Mr. Death isn’t someone who can be contacted carelessly,” Darren replied. “Our partnership with V-Tech happened through his mediation, but Mr. Dom was the one who handled everything.” Mr. Hammo frowned, confusion and anger battling on his face. “So, what are you saying? That we should beg Dom for help now?” “That’s the issue,” Darren continued. “Asking for help through Mr. Dom could strain the business relationship we’ve built. If we appear desperate or reckless, he might pull out. You know how crucial our relationship with Dom is for the family’s business, Dad.” Mr. Hammo stepped closer, his eye
I AM COMMANDER ZANDER: Your Good Villain 0007-You've Offended Someone
In the Morning, at the Golf Course... The expansive golf course stretched under the warm morning sun. The neatly trimmed green grass and the soft breeze carried the fresh scent of earth. Zander stood confidently, dressed in a sleek black polo shirt and crisp white pants. In his hands was an expensive-looking golf club. Beside him, Jacky stood casually, wearing a baseball cap. Zander took his position, his sharp eyes fixed on the golf ball resting on the tee. With a precise swing, his club struck the ball, sending it flying far into the distance and landing perfectly in the hole. “Nice shot, Young Master!" Jacky exclaimed in admiration. Zander offered a faint smile. “Golf is like warfare strategy. It’s not about power—it’s about precision.” Jacky nodded with a grin. “No wonder you always win.” Zander prepared another ball. But before he could take his swing, a faint buzzing sound filled the air. A small black drone emerged from behind the trees, flying low over
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0086-...Betrays Me
Biella sat at the end of the long glass table, exuding elegance and charisma. Around her, investors—some from overseas—listened intently to the presentation. Slide after slide displayed Xanta Group’s upcoming plans, which many believed were destined for success. An elderly investor from Pran nodded in approval. “I’ve never seen such a rapid comeback. You’ve truly made us consider a significant capital injection.” Biella offered a diplomatic smile. “We’re not just making a comeback, Mr. Jacques. We’re building a stronger foundation. And this time, we know exactly who stands with us… and who’s merely watching from afar.” *** Meanwhile, at the very top floor of the Xanta Group building, the atmosphere was vastly different. The expansive space resembled a private penthouse more than a conventional office. Floor-to-ceiling glass walls offered a sweeping view of Venua City from one of its most prestigious vantage points. A minimalist bed stood to the left, while a black office
0085-Delta
The skies of Venua were shrouded in gray clouds as the camera panned to a monolithic skyscraper. The FOREÉ GROUP logo gleamed along the side of the building, reflecting their two-decade-long dominance in the fashion industry. At the very top floor, the CEO’s office exuded cold luxury. Black leather furniture, shelves lined with prestigious business awards, and a large abstract painting dominated the back wall. Behind a wide dark marble desk sat Goza, a man in his forties with a cold face and a cruel kind of handsomeness. His suit was impeccably tailored, his hair slicked back to perfection. Standing before him was a slim man in glasses—Oman, his loyal secretary, who often appeared tense in the presence of his boss. “There’s a report from the market analyst,” Oman said, handing over a tablet. “Xanta Group—the company owned by the Xanta family—has just released their first fashion line. And… the market’s response has been rather aggressive.” Goza raised an eyebrow. “Xanta Group?” h
0084-Zander's Idea
Once Zander and Biella left the house, the atmosphere in the dining room exploded. Darren, who had been holding back his anger, finally couldn't contain his emotions any longer. With a rough motion, he slammed the empty chair next to him, causing it to tumble violently and crash to the floor. The glasses and plates on the table trembled, some even falling and shattering into pieces. "I've been humiliated in front of everyone!" Darren shouted, his eyes red, his breath heavy. Without waiting any longer, the aunts and their children quickly began leaving the dining room one by one, whispering to each other and lowering their heads in fear. They knew that Darren, in his rage, was not someone who could be confronted with logic. Since childhood, Darren had been known for his terrible temper, and when his anger exploded, no one dared to get close. In the corner of the room stood Austin—a tall man dressed in a black suit, a shadowy figure known as the head of security for the Xanta
0083-Let's Go
In Biella's bedroom, the atmosphere felt quiet, yet peaceful. Zander was still lying on the long sofa in the corner of the room. He had slept there last night, as per Biella's request. Although they were now officially married, he respected the boundaries set by Biella and maintained them with honor. Meanwhile, Biella sat in front of her vanity mirror. She wore an elegant cream office suit that highlighted her professional aura. Her fingers were busy adjusting the small earrings hanging from her ears. Her movements were calm, yet slightly nervous—as if aware of someone’s gaze. Zander watched Biella without blinking. There was no wild desire in his eyes, only admiration that was hard to hide. It was as though, despite sharing the same room, he still couldn't believe that the woman before him was now his wife. Biella slowly turned toward him and caught his gaze. She smiled slightly, shyly. "Why are you staring at me like that? Is something wrong?" Zander gently shook his head,
0082-The Next Morning
The next morning, the main Xanta family residence still bore traces of the lavish wedding celebration from the night before. Yet beneath the shimmer of crystal chandeliers and the rich red carpet that had yet to be rolled away, the morning air was far from joyous. Downstairs, the family dining room gradually filled with members of the Xanta clan. The long table was lined with a complete breakfast spread, but not a single person was truly eating. A tense atmosphere hung thick—like a dark cloud hovering above their heads. Aunt Wulan, known as one of the most outspoken and sharp-tongued women in the family, set her spoon down with an audible clink. She looked across the table at Madam Nousa, who sat at the head with an unreadable expression, and broke the silence. “This is utterly disappointing,” she said sharply. “The senior relatives from the eastern are asking why no one stepped in to stop that marriage. As if we’ve all forgotten—our family has been in conflict with the Guezz
0081-To Protect Her
Zander remained calm as he stood beside Biella, but his eyes sharpened—piercing toward Jacky, who stood a few steps beside Joseph. That cold stare was impossible to misinterpret. Quietly, Zander deeply disliked this surprise. Jacky lowered his head, unable to meet Zander’s gaze. He knew exactly where his loyalty lay. Zander might be his boss now—a man he respected with all his soul—but Joseph Guezz? That was someone even the nation bowed to. Joseph wasn’t just a superior. He was the master. Whatever Joseph ordered, Jacky would obey—even if it meant going against Zander. Biella noticed the subtle tension. She gently squeezed Zander’s arm, silently urging him to stay composed. Then, from the far end of the hall, Madam Nousa rose. Her gown rustled softly as she stepped forward. A thin smile curved her lips, but her tone remained formal and diplomatic. “Thank you for being here tonight, Mr. Joseph Guezz,” Madam Nousa said calmly. “On behalf of my husband, Hammo Xanta—who is currently
0080-I'm Behind Them
Previously, at Biella’s request, she had insisted the wedding remain private. She didn’t want any reporters present, not because she was ashamed, but because she didn’t want the event to cause a social media stir that could potentially harm the Xanta Corporation’s stock value. But now, thanks to her mother’s own actions, the press had arrived. Maya, Biella’s new assistant, approached her with a tablet in hand, reporting the situation. “Young Miss, the news is already spreading on social media.” “What’s the worst headline?” Biella asked. “A damaging narrative has emerged, Miss. One article reads, ‘Biella Xanta Marries Former War Commander—Not a Businessman. Is This a Bad Omen?’ And there are others, painting Mr. Zander in a very poor light in the public’s eyes.” “What else?” Biella pressed. “Some media outlets are reporting, ‘Zander Rhett—Former War Commander Turned Janitor at a Media Company—Is Now Married to Biella Xanta.’” Biella felt a wave of anxiety rising within her. “T
0079-Don't Worry
Jacky nodded silently. He knew Joseph’s order wasn’t just for protection. It was a warning. If anyone dared to lay a finger on Zander, Joseph would make sure they didn’t live long enough to regret it. But Jacky froze in his tracks when Joseph spoke again, this time in a sharper tone. “And make sure Zander doesn’t know.” The atmosphere in the room instantly turned colder. Jacky turned slightly, confused. “But, Sir—” “He’ll stop us if he finds out,” Joseph cut in, still facing the portrait of his late wife. “My son is too naive. He thinks I should sit quietly, enjoy my old age, and let the world play games with him. But I’m not the kind of man who stays still when my family is in danger.” Jacky simply nodded in obedience. There was no need to say more. Joseph’s word was absolute. “I heard the girl still has amnesia,” Joseph added, his gaze never once shifting toward Jacky. Jacky nodded. “Yes, Sir. According to the doctor’s report, she’s regained her memories about hers
0078-She Has Plans to Kill My Son
Madam Nousa held back her anger, her lips pressing into a tight line as Zander calmly responded to her question. She didn't have the chance to reply because, suddenly, Biella approached them with a curious expression. "Mom, Zander, are you talking about my wedding?" she asked cheerfully. Madam Nousa hadn't even opened her mouth yet, but Zander quickly answered, "Yes, of course. Your mom wants to be involved in our wedding. She wants to order lots of cakes and invite her friends to our wedding." His words flowed casually, but his sharp gaze was fixed on Madam Nousa. Biella looked surprised for a moment, but then her face lit up. Even though she tried to hide her excitement, the sparkle of happiness in her eyes was unmistakable. She turned to her mother and, with a faint smile, asked, "Is that true, Mom?" Madam Nousa wanted to deny it. She wanted to outright reject this wedding, to say that Zander was not worthy of being her son-in-law. However, her heart sank when she saw Biella’s
