2025-12-01 04:44:25What’s the first thing that comes to your mind after having the worst day of your life?
Yeah, that’s what Jace should be thinking. But fuck that. Of all the shit that just happened, the only thing grinding his brain was… his shorts. Those damn boxers with holes in them — the ones he always wore under his jeans whenever Maya used his bathroom or came over. And now? How many fucking eyes saw those boxers? He slammed his fist into the wall at the exact moment the lock clicked open. “You guys executing me?” Jace asked, because honestly, that had to be the only reason they’d come back. “Or you got more fucking livestreams to run? Need more followers, yeah?” The cop at the door stared at him. His lips twitched, like he wanted to curse Jace out. But then — for some twisted, stupid, unbelievable reason — the cop bowed. Bowed. “Please come out, sir,” he said. Jace laughed, sharp and ugly. “Where are the fucking cameras this time? Huh?” He stepped forward, voice rising. “You cops can’t survive on your dead salaries so now you gotta do livestreams too? Gotta grind for followers?” “I’m sorry, sir. Please—” “What the hell are you saying to him?” the chief of police barked at the junior officer. Jace frowned. He knew this dude from TV. No way a chief of police was part of some Livestream circus. That didn’t make sense. “I’m very sorry on his behalf, sir,” the chief said, bowing toward Jace. Bowing. “Please forgive him.” Jace’s face twisted into an irritated scowl. “What the hell do you want?” “Please follow us, sir,” the chief said, still refusing to lift his head. Same with the other cops — all of them suddenly acting like he was the damn mayor. Jace followed, confused and pissed, straight into the chief’s office. They sat him down like a VIP. Someone even brought him coffee. He glared at the cup, then at the chief, who was now holding out a tablet like it was some holy relic. Jace snatched it out of his hand with visible disgust. His nerves were already shredded; he had no patience left. “What the hell is this supposed to be?” “Jace Prescott!” a voice boomed from the screen. Jace looked at it again — a man in hospital scrubs, lying in a bed with tubes and machines hanging off him like Christmas decorations. “I’m your uncle, Jace. I’m sure your parents must have told you about me.” “What the fuck do you want from me?” Jace snapped. “And my parents didn’t tell me shit about any uncle. Maybe you’ll piss off?” “Jace, calm down. They must have. Think—” “I asked what the hell you wanted!” Jace roared, loud enough to make both the chief of police and the half-dying man on the tablet flinch. He didn’t care. Pacifying strangers wasn’t on today’s to-do list. “Jace… I’m your uncle. And I want you to inherit my company,” the man said quietly. “What?” Jace barked out a scoff. “Yeah, sure.” “I just sent you some money. Check your phone. My name is on it too.” Jace patted his pockets until he found his phone. Funny how he still had it — the universe must’ve been drunk. The cracked screen flickered, then loaded. Credit alert: $38,000,000 Jace stared, then slowly lifted his gaze back to the man on the screen. “You’re my uncle? For real?” “Yes, Jace. Do you believe me now?” “Fuck no,” Jace said. “But I believe this money. If you’re really my uncle and you’re really this rich, send a chopper. I need to be sure you’re not some AI scammer.” He tossed the tablet onto the table and stood up. The chief of police looked like he wanted to speak. Jace narrowed his eyes. “Any shit you wanna say?” The man shook his head so fast it almost blurred. “I’m released, right?” Jace asked. “Yes, sir,” the chief said, voice tight and trembling.
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“I bet you’re curious about your father, after all,” the VC said with a smirk, opening the door for Jace.Jace glanced at him once. Nothing. No words.The man stepped aside.“I’ve been on my phone all day, just watching, reading… learning about you. And honestly? I’m genuinely surprised—you’re still the same Jace from a few months ago.”“We have exams soon,” Jace cut in sharply.“And you’ve still got anger issues,” the man muttered under his breath, almost to himself.He walked to a small shelf across the room and brought back a picture. He returned to Jace and gently placed it in his hand.It was his father. Jace froze. He could swear he’d never seen his dad smile like this when he was alive. His eyes looked alive, full of warmth. His hair… shiny, styled as if he’d taken the time to make himself look perfect. A man any woman might have married, a life anyone would have called normal.For the first time in months, Jace felt… something.He lifted his head to look at the VC.“We were fr
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The cop chuckled, stretching for his phone—but Maya wouldn’t give it. She tried calling again, but Jace had already blocked the number.“Thanks for denying me the chance to even reach him,” the cop hissed, finally collecting the phone.By the time Maya’s parents saw all the bills, it was too late—they were bankrupt.Maya frantically tried to call her old contacts, hoping for a lifeline, but no one answered.“We sold our house. We’ll get it back when we get on our feet,” her father said quietly hours later, “but for now… we have to go back to the only place I used to have.”Maya wasn’t listening. She just watched as they packed her things into some beat-up truck, leaving everything she had ever owned behind. Hours later, she finally raised her head and realized where she was.“Mom, where are we?” she asked, her voice shaking.“Shut up, you idiot!” her mother snapped from the cramped back of the truck, buried under their meager belongings.“This is the place Jace used to live,” her fath
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Right in front of her, a notification popped up: Account Disabled.Maya froze, thinking it was some cruel joke…until her team stormed in. Swearing and panicked, each of them pulled out papers and dropped them onto the table.“I’m done working for you,” one muttered.The rest followed suit. There was no hope left.Maya’s first reaction was pure rage. She jumped up, ready to storm out and find Jace—but she was stopped at the door. “You are leaving the country immediately!” her mother shouted.“You are a disgrace to this family!” a cousin sneered, someone she hadn’t seen in years.Maya whirled around, trying to destroy her cameras, her anger boiling…then the memory of Jace hit her, how he had orchestrated all of this. She froze for a second, realization dawning, before police cars screeched up outside. Officers rushed in, leaving her stunned and unable to process anything.Her parents ran after them, trying to intervene—but couldn’t.In a blur, she was escorted to the station. She was m
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“Sir, we found out who did this to Iris yesterday—it was Maya Callister,” one of Jace’s men said into the phone. Jace was already driving to meet the VC claiming to be his father’s friend. He ended the call, turned the car around, and spoke with cold precision. “I want everything she’s done plastered all over the news—TV, online, everywhere. It’s high time she understood that messing with me was the last thing she should ever do.” By the time Maya saw it, the news was everywhere. She froze, staring at the screen, heart pounding. Her first instinct: faint. Her parents came rushing over in a helicopter. She expected comfort…support. Instead, a slap landed across her cheek. The sting burned more than the humiliation. She froze. “We gave you everything you needed! And now this? Not even for something positive?” her mother snapped, eyes blazing. “It’s not all my fault…Jace—” Maya tried. “You have to leave the country. Right now,” her father cut in, voice sharp with rage. “You’re sup
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“Why? It’s already two a.m.!” Paxton snapped, like yelling the time would magically change his mind.Iris hadn’t said a word.She was just staring at Jace’s back.At the redness.At what could’ve been worse.Her hands were still trembling.“She’s. Not. Sleeping. Here,” Jace said, each word sharp, leaving no room for argument.Iris smiled softly. She didn’t want a fight. “I have to go back home.”The nanny gave her a warm hug while Jace slipped into some more practical clothes that of course belonged to Paxton. “Those look better on you than they do on me,” Paxton said, eyeing Jace when he came back.“I’ll return them,” Jace replied. “I’ll be back before morning,” he added, leading Iris toward the door.“Such a stubborn kid,” Paxton’s father muttered.“You said you prefer him to me,” Paxton said, a smirk tugging at his lips.“Of course I do. That was supposed to be a compliment. Stubborn people are the best for business. A bit like some traits of a psychopath,” his dad added with a sh
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Paxton’s father looked like his blood pressure just did a backflip.Then—Another loud noise, but this time, it was coming from the room. Paxton flinched.“It’s my phone,” Jace muttered, pulling it from his pocket. “Alarm.”“Oh shit… I thought some spirit broke in,” Paxton groaned, clutching his chest.Even the nanny had come out, looking terrified.“I’ve got this,” Paxton’s father said, already barking into the phone to one of the cops he knew.Jace checked his screen.Ten missed calls.All from Iris.“What the hell…” he muttered. Who calls like that in the middle of the night?He called her back. Even he was surprised he was being this much of a gentleman.She picked up immediately.“Jace!” she screamed. “I’m in front of the gate! What are they doing to you?” She was crying.“The front of—where?” Jace asked, his eyes locking with Paxton’s. “No. You’re not the one hitting the gate right now?”“You can hear it? Can you run out? Can you do something?” she asked frantically.Whatever t
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