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YOU PICKED THE WRONG MIND
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Vincent Arceneaux didn’t back down.

His glowing eyes burned brighter now, his face twisted in effort. “Give me the money,” he said, voice like thunder inside Jayden’s head. “Four hundred million. Right now.”

The pressure inside Jayden’s skull increased. It was like a thousand hands pressing against his brain, trying to squeeze it into submission.

“Do it,” Vincent growled. “Wire the funds. Speak the words. Make it happen.”

Jayden’s body wavered. His legs buckled. He staggered slightly.

Vincent smirked.

“See? You’re already cracking. You can’t resist me. No one can. Not in here.”

Jayden dropped to one knee.

His breathing slowed.

His hands shook.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. His fingers hovered over the power button.

Vincent’s grin widened.

“That’s it,” he said. “You know you’ve lost. Go ahead. Open it. Send it. Four hundred million. I want every cent.”

Jayden pressed the button.

The phone lit up. A bright white screen.

And for a moment—he stayed still.

His head l
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  • A SUPPRESSED TRUTH

    Three days.Three days had passed since Vincent Arceneaux, the mind-bending villain, had crumbled to the floor of his grand, expensive office. Three days since Jayden Cole, using his powerful Synopticore abilities, had forced Vincent to give back the money he’d stolen from David Chen. Three days since Jayden had delivered his own version of justice.Now, the morning sun was just starting to peek over the tall buildings of Westwood. Its golden rays painted the sky in soft oranges and pinks, making the city look peaceful and quiet. But beneath that calm surface, things were always moving, always changing. And Jayden Cole was secretly one of the biggest changes in Westwood.He was driving his sleek, dark car down a wide, smooth road. The engine hummed softly, a low, steady sound that matched the quiet hum inside Jayden. He felt good. Not just happy, but calm and centered. The air coming through the open window was cool and fresh. It was a welcome breeze after the intense days he’d

  • THE MASTER BECOMES THE PUPPET

    Vincent Arceneaux felt the cold, hard floor beneath his knees. The confirmation on the phone screen burned into his eyes, a bright, cruel light. Ten trillion dollars. Gone. Just like that. His body felt like a statue made of heavy stone, unmoving, even though his insides were screaming. He couldn't move his arms, couldn't clench his fists against what looked unfairness to him even though he knew that he was the villain here. Jayden’s power held him tight, like invisible ropes made of pure thought.His pride, once so big and strong, felt like a pile of ashes, scattered by a sudden wind. He, Vincent Arceneaux, the self proclaimed master of minds, the one who pulled strings and made people dance to his tune, was now the puppet. He was the one dancing, forced to give up a significant amount of what he had stolen. The shame was a bitter taste in his mouth, worse than any defeat he had ever known. He had always been in control, always the one with the upper hand. Now, he was nothing.

  • WHEN A THIEF KNEELS

    Vincent Arceneaux grunted, angry and bitter. He clenched his jaw and glared up at Jayden Cole. His eyes were filled with hate—but also fear. He was on his knees now, still trembling from the force of Jayden’s Synopticore power. His pride was shattered, his control gone.He didn’t want to speak.Didn’t want to admit defeat.But he had no choice.Jayden’s glowing blue eyes were still burning through the Mindscape, calm and powerful like stars made of ice. Vincent felt their weight. Felt the force behind them. And it crushed his resistance like glass under steel.With his voice rough and low, Vincent finally asked, “What do you want?”Jayden didn’t move at first. He let the silence stretch just a little longer. Then he stepped forward. One slow step. Then another.The light from his body shimmered brighter.The air around him pulsed like waves of pure thought.And when he spoke, his voice was soft—but it carried power. Deep, hypnotic power.“I want you to return the ten trillion dollar

  • YOU PICKED THE WRONG MIND

    Vincent Arceneaux didn’t back down.His glowing eyes burned brighter now, his face twisted in effort. “Give me the money,” he said, voice like thunder inside Jayden’s head. “Four hundred million. Right now.”The pressure inside Jayden’s skull increased. It was like a thousand hands pressing against his brain, trying to squeeze it into submission.“Do it,” Vincent growled. “Wire the funds. Speak the words. Make it happen.”Jayden’s body wavered. His legs buckled. He staggered slightly.Vincent smirked.“See? You’re already cracking. You can’t resist me. No one can. Not in here.”Jayden dropped to one knee.His breathing slowed.His hands shook.He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. His fingers hovered over the power button.Vincent’s grin widened.“That’s it,” he said. “You know you’ve lost. Go ahead. Open it. Send it. Four hundred million. I want every cent.”Jayden pressed the button.The phone lit up. A bright white screen.And for a moment—he stayed still.His head l

  • MIND GAMES

    Jayden didn’t move. He stayed seated, calm, while Vincent stood in front of him, fists tight, breathing like a man holding back a storm.Then Jayden smiled.Not wide. Not fake.Just a small, knowing smirk.“You think this is new to me?” he said, voice smooth as steel. “Vincent, I’ve seen men like you before. All charm, all power, all noise. But I look deeper.”Vincent Arceneaux said nothing.Jayden leaned forward now, resting his elbows on the table.“I know what you really are,” he continued. “You talk big. You dress like a king. You name your project something grand—Cognivault. Sounds impressive. But deep down, you’re scared.”That hit something.Vincent’s eye twitched.“You’re scared no one sees the truth. That this whole thing—this empire you’re building—is balanced on a lie. No no, a heist of the mind. And if someone says no? If someone like me doesn’t give you what you want?”Jayden tilted his head slightly.“You crack.”Vincent’s lips parted slightly, as if to speak, but no sou

  • MAKE ME

    A man like Vincent—proud, powerful—was easy to read if you knew where to look.Vincent Arceneaux leaned back in his chair, smiling as if Jayden’s offer hadn’t bothered him at all.“Two million,” he said again, slowly, with a calm voice and a businessman’s grin. “Of course. That’s generous for a first step.”Jayden gave a polite nod. “I prefer starting small. Let the partnership earn its growth.”Vincent nodded, fingers steepled in front of his face. He looked thoughtful. Relaxed. But Jayden could see the tightness in the man’s jaw. The slight twitch in his temple. He wasn’t fooling anyone.Still, Vincent kept the act going.“It’s smart to test the waters,” he said. “Cognivault’s a deep sea. A megaproject. Some people dive in. Others dip their toes first.”Jayden just listened, letting the silence stretch.Vincent leaned forward, his smile was still there. “But may I ask,” he said smoothly, “why exactly two million? Why that number? Not five? Not ten?”Jayden raised an eyebrow slightly

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