TYCOON SYSTEM: THE INCREDIBLE BILLIONAIRE

This isn’t over

Tyler's face sank. His heart shattered to a thousand pieces as his mouth stood agape in fear. Shivers ran down his spine as the angry Lucas scowled at him, shaking him up.

Lucas's ba dropped to the ground as his eyes burned with anger.

Tyler?!

That was the last person on his list?

Like how dare him? What's even his problem?

So after the disgrace at the car mart, he still had the guts to kidnap his wife.

His head hurt badly with the searing pain that was building up in his fist, ready to be released into his face.

Tyler was speechless as he sat on top of Freya, her lip gloss all over his lips.

A glass of spilled red wine laid on the table, alongside a white powdered substance.

He had the guts to kidnap her, drug her and even try to sleep with her?

‘Oh God! What would this bastard have done if I hadn't arrived on time?!”

Lucas was completely thrown off balance and couldn't even speak. The whole thing just seemed like an illusion to him.

“How dare you?!” The words escaped with a growl, his piercing angry burning eyes fixed on one man - Tyler Smith.

Freya on the hand let out of muffled whimpers. She looked pale and was barely moving. The bastard has drugged her and was about to take advantage of her…

“Ehm, hold on… it's not what you think…”

His voice rang out sharp with a mix of pain and strong fear for the fuming Lucas.

How did he even find them?

The question baffled him as he couldn't understand who the man standing before him was anymore.

“I'll kill you!!”

He lunged at him, but Tyler quickly hit the alarm button and fell to the other side of the bed.

The screeching feets of the security stopped at the door and echoed in the room.

Tyler's thugs were also racing towards the room with batins and pistols in hand.

“Get him!” Tyler cried, his quivering voice barely audible behind the corner of the bed.

A fierce battle ensued as Lucas was not willing to back down. However, he pushed them outside as he knew the exchange of gun fire may affect Freya.

His fist jabbed into their bodies, the sickening cries of the fallen ones consumed the area. The stench of blood filled the air and caused Freya's stomach rumble in pain.

Their cries shook her and sent she shivers down her spine.

The gunshots filled the air. The hallway turned into a frenzy of warring gangs. In this case, it was one against 20 armed men. However, the one man was almost like 200 men put together.

Seamlessly, he drilled holes into their heads, their eyes, every part of their bodies his hand caught. The silly ones shot and he took cover with the ones fallen on his shoulder, speeding towards them and slamming the bodies in their faces.

The area shook with the frenzy of the situation and the hotel was on lockdown.

Tyler hid behind the bed, his hands over his head, his heart pounding heavily as he pondered on what to do to save himself.

The way the whole thing wa going outside, it didn't seem right. He barely heard Lucas scream in pain, all he heard was death cries from his men and the hotel security.

The hefty pounding blows from Lucas's fist sent shivers down his spine.

‘Who is this man?’ he thought.

This was absolutely not ordinary anymore.

Lucas on the hand skillfully delivered to the angry thugs and disarmed them all, putting them to sleep and wake no more.

He wasn't so lucky after all. A bullet had caught his right leg and blood oozed out of his skin. He had sustained multiple bruises from the battle and was limping back to the door with a growl, his pistol firmly clasped to his hand, his finger positioned on the trigger.

Tyler knew he was coming back and immediately picked up a gun and pointed it to Freya's head, her pained wincing cries didn't stop him. His hands shook violently as his heart sweared with pain in his chest.

He couldn't shoot her, that was sure and Lucas wasn't going to fall for that trick.

The moment the door barged open by the heavy blast from his boot, Tyler's threat and Lucas's plea was silenced by the sound of the gunshot that echoed in the air.

Lucas's face sank as blood oozed out her skin.

“Freya!!”

He rushed to her immediately and stroked her gently.

Tyler on the other hand was on the ground, wailing in uncontrollable pain. The bullet released by Lucas found it's way into his knee and crippled him.

He couldn't even feel his leg anymore.

Immediately, Lucas loosened up the gag from her mouth. She struggled to breathe as he pat her back softly.

“It's alright, baby. I'm here now. You're okay…”

Tears escaped her eyelids as she couldn't even speak. The words couldn't force it's way out and was replaced by pained sobs.

Her weak eyes couldn't even look at the beast she was scared of that was covered in blood.

The animal that tried to rape her.

With a deep growl, Lucas lunged at him, pounding his face and entirely body with crazy blows and hefty jabs.

His face was swollen and he was even more cute. That didn't stop Lucas,his cries, it only encouraged him the more.

“You had the guts to mess with my wife?!”

Each word was complimented with a heavy blow to his face. His tooth fell off and blood gushed out of his broken jaw and gum.

His legs jammed into his broken knee and stamped into it hard.

“Aargh!!!!!!!!!”

The cry echoed across the hotel. All the rooms felt the effect and impact of that scream.

Freya's sobs filled the air. In as much she wanted Tyler dead, she hated watching violent scenes.

Lucas knew and stopped immediately, pulling away and kicking him into the corner.

He took her in his arms and kissed her pale forehead that was boiling hot with pain. His hands stroked her hair gently as his foots clicked softly against the floor, exiting the room.

“This isn't over! My dad will deal with you! I swear!!!”

Tyler's screams was replaced with cries and plea when Lucas showed up again with a growl.

He slammed his boot into his rib cage. A bone snapped, the sound filled the room.

The young man went unconscious. At least, now some semblance of peace filled his soul.

Quickly, he took Freya and left the hotel…