TYCOON SYSTEM: THE INCREDIBLE BILLIONAIRE

I’ll burn the world if I have to

The angry man headed back to bed, his cold wacked up ass crashed into the fluffy foam, the wood creaking softly as he sat. His heart pounded with rage as he sat there, his nostrils releasing the fumes. If not, he'll probably burn out right there.

All his mind did was remind of that night, beginning with the car mart. It all seemed as if he was right there again, face to face with Tyler, ready to destroy his face. He swung his fist into the air countless times, letting out muffled groans as he pushed harder.

How muscles cried inside his skin, the twitching of them all with such force without anything to receive the impact retracted the pain back to them, but he didn't mind, he continued, screaming like a roaring lion in the room all alone.

Just when he thought he had broken Tyler's nose, his mind returned to the fire night.

He saw himself standing in the smoke, he saw Griffin's roasted body lying helplessly on the cold floor, consumed by the chilling hands of death.

Tears ran down his cheek as he stared in the empty wall, seeing himself in the open, the cold breeze of that night blowing the smoke from one side to another and polluting the air.

He remembered Freya's warnings… everything just seemed to crash on him all at once. Her cold stern voice resounded in his ears a thousand like sound ripples echoing loudly in the room.

However, he couldn't help it. The pain of the struggling man could be felt by him alone, no one else understood his plight, he alone did.

He reminisced on the court case that day, how he couldn't even look Freya in the eye and tell her the ugly bitter truth, how he coldly watched her stutter in the courtroom while Tyler and his lawyers mocked her, all because of him.

Joy was not a language he could understand anymore because at the moment, all he sought for was peace, forgiveness, and maybe that joy, but the lump of pain that had stacked up in his heart wouldn't give a space for it.

The intensity of the situation this time was serious. Now he had persuaded her to give him a second chance, to forgive him which she did, now he messed everything up…

He wondered why his system did him dirty right there, in the midst of everyone and even till now, it had not still opened his accounts.

The thought of everything and a shattered mind was freaking him out, he was gradually losing his sanity as he stared into the wall, lost in thoughts that he couldn't find answers and solutions to…

Now to make it worse, he snapped at Freya, even though maybe she wanted to give him a chance…

The problem now was how was he supposed to tell her about his system now when he hadn't told her all along… she would cement her thoughts that he doesn't trust her and yes, she's right to think that way, because of all people, she should know about it, but he hid it… for reasons even he now can't tell…

For the very first time in his life, he felt hopeless, he felt clueless, he felt worthless, just as he was called, he felt loveless and was just at the edge of giving up… because as it stands, he needed to fix Freya. Her screams pricked his heart as he stared in the wall. She didn't sleep either, she wailed all night, screaming and crying out the pain. He couldn't even go back to her again, he couldn't stand her anymore… that bravery that pushed him, it had left him now, and maybe, for good.

He was now a frail weakling…

Freya on the other hand laid on her wet pillow that was drenched in tears, replaying all the sweet words he had told her… how he loved her, how he'd burn the world for her, how he'd do anything for her, how shenwas his priceless gem… blah… blah… blah…

It all crashed on her at once how he betrayed her dignity, how he used her…

She felt tonight was just another of his silly plans and now, she was caught in the cross-fire.

Because it was so funny and confusing that he refused to pay, even after bragging and bidding the highest… Why did he choose to shame her? Why didn't he pay?

Assuming she would be able to find the answers to those questions, maybe her night would be peaceful but he was too stubborn and didn't want to tell her… The thought of how he snapped at her shattered her heart. It's not enough that he humiliated her, he wasn't sorry about it. He was faking the apologies since and when they finally got home, he revealed his true self…

“Oh God! Why me?! Why now?! What have I done to deserve all of this?!”

Her mind was playing mind games with her… is it like he was cheating on her? What was really wrong with him?

Lucas was a very complex person, also very stubborn and difficult to break and even Freya, the way it stood, it was clear she didn't know quite well…

The two souls were furious with each other, Freya especially, but most especially, they were broken…

Lucas was angry that she didn't understand him, she didn't understand that he would never do anything to hurt her, but however, all he's done was hurt her this period… Freya's madness was his inability to tell her what was going on with him…

Naturally and normally, she knew he would pay, or has he made any deal with anyone he wants telling her about?

The questions just kept coming and answers were nowhere to be found.

That night, Freya stared into the ceiling, Lucas stared into his glowing system…

The equation was laid out for both of them to solve, all the unknowns and variables were given, what was left was cracking the equation…

He can't explain now, but he will, surely and so will Freya…

That night, they both made strong vows… Freya to understand what Lucas was up to by all means possible and Lucas, to not just destroy Tyler, but rebuild his love that is slipping away from his hands.

“I'll burn the world if I have to… but I won't lose her too…”