The leader of the gang, Paul, was the worst of them all. Out of everyone Agatha hired to guard the grave, he was the most vicious. He’d crippled people just for showing up with flowers.
He pulled out a cigarette, and one of his men lit it for him. “Damn it,” he muttered, exhaling smoke. “Today’s Mr. Thornfell’s birthday and his engagement party. I should be swimming in champagne and girls—not digging up some madwoman’s grave.” Another thug stepped toward Jaden with a sneer. “You hear that? Mr. Paul’s in a foul mood. So here’s your only chance—get on your knees, apologize for trespassing, and maybe we’ll let you walk. Otherwise, you’re leaving here in pieces.” Jaden didn’t move. His jaw clenched, his heart boiling with rage. The thug spat on the grave. Ptew! “Nice shot,” Paul laughed, and the others joined in, their laughter echoing across the cemetery. Paul strode closer, his boots crunching the dry grass. “Come on, kid. Do what he said. Get on your knees. Or stay standing and get buried next to her.” The man who spat leaned in mockingly. “What’s wrong? Never seen a man spit before?” But Jaden had reached his limit. In one swift motion, he grabbed the man by the collar and slammed his face into the rocky ground. Crack! The man screamed, blood spraying from his mouth as four teeth scattered across the dirt. The others froze in disbelief. Did he just lift that guy with one arm? Jaden’s eyes locked on Paul. Cold. Ruthless. “You,” Jaden said, his voice cold. “Lick it up. Every last drop.” The injured thug whimpered on the ground, blood pouring from his mouth. “P-Paul! Help me! Please!” He tried to crawl away, but Jaden stepped down hard on his ankle. SNAP! Another howl of agony pierced the air. “You crazy bastard!” Paul shouted. “Do you know who I am?!” He turned to the others. “Don’t just stand there—take him down!” One of them rushed at Jaden with a shovel, swinging it like a baseball bat. Before the weapon got close, Jaden grabbed it mid-air, twisted it out of the thug’s hands, and sent the man flying across the graveyard with a swift strike. The thug landed with a crash, groaning as he struggled to breathe. “You—what are you?!” Paul took a shaky step back. “I told you,” Jaden said, voice like thunder. “Lick. It. Off.” The injured thug didn’t wait for another warning. Shaking, he dragged himself to the grave and began licking the spit away. The others looked on, stunned and terrified. Then—roaring engines. Seven Hilux trucks pulled up in a synchronized line. The back of each was packed full of bricks of pure gold, gleaming under the sun. Uniformed men stepped out, standing at attention as if they’d done this a thousand times. Jaden gave a single command. “Start.” Immediately, the men got to work. Before anyone could react, the air shifted again—seven long limousines rolled in, and behind them came military transport trucks. Doors opened, and over a hundred armed soldiers stepped out and marched in formation toward the grave. Without hesitation, they dropped to one knee in front of Jaden. Paul’s jaw fell open. The other thugs stumbled backward. “What the...” “Is this a movie?” “Who is this guy?!” The soldiers bowed their heads in unison. “My king!” they thundered. Jaden nodded. “Begin.” “Yes, my king!” The trucks began unloading. Gold. Equipment. Tools. “Use all of it,” one soldier barked. “This grave will be rebuilt in gold—exactly as ordered.” Paul could barely breathe. “Gold? For her? Is this guy insane?!” “I don’t think he’s insane,” another thug whispered. “I think he’s powerful.” “I’ve never seen this much wealth in one place…” “And he’s spending all of it... for a dead woman?” Jaden walked slowly to the grave and knelt, brushing the dirt gently from the tombstone. “Mom,” he whispered, “you always wanted a beautiful life. You used to tell me, ‘Jaden, one day you’ll be rich and you’ll buy me a castle.’” He smiled faintly, though his eyes burned. “I’m sorry. I was too late.” He stood, fists clenched. “But I’m not too late for revenge.” His voice hardened, turning to steel. “Agatha White. That witch. I’ll drag her to this grave. She’ll kneel here. She’ll cry for forgiveness. And I’ll make her pay for every damn thing she did to you.” He stared down at the men still frozen in place. Jaden’s eyes narrowed, his voice a low growl. “What were you just saying?” His presence alone made the air feel heavier, charged with raw, murderous intent. Paul dropped to his knees immediately, trembling. “P-Please! Spare us! We were just hired help—I swear! Elder Dusk sent us! He’s from the Thornfell family… He’s also Miss Agatha’s personal bodyguard!” Jaden’s expression shifted slightly. “Thornfell family…” he muttered. “So that witch actually pulled it off. Manipulative as ever—marrying into power.” For a brief moment, his silence made Paul think he'd struck a nerve. A grin tugged at the corner of his lips. He hesitated. He’s afraid… I knew it. Paul straightened slightly, encouraged by the shift. “He’s scared,” he whispered under his breath. “Anyone would be after hearing Elder Dusk’s name…” Elder Dusk wasn’t just a bodyguard. He was practically family—an elite fighter, feared and respected across the region. His reputation was legendary. Ruthless. Unbeatable. No one in their right mind would stand against him. Not even this guy, Paul thought confidently. No matter how strong he looks, Elder Dusk would crush him.
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Selena stood rooted to the spot, her gaze sweeping over the line of men in expensive suits, each waiting to sign their names and pour money into her project. The surrealism of the moment hit her hard. She almost questioned if she’d finally lost it and drifted into some too-perfect dream.On the other side of the room, Elias’s composure was hanging by a thread. His jaw clenched so tightly it looked like it might crack, and a vein throbbed visibly at his temple. He wasn’t just angry—he was seconds away from an aneurysm.Selena took a slow, measured breath, willing her heartbeat to steady. When she finally moved, it was with deliberate confidence, heels clicking against the polished floor as she approached the table to oversee the contracts. Her fingers skimmed over each page, her signature neat and firm, sealing the deals one after another.By the time the last pen was set down, she had secured seven hundred million. Just like that, Rift Corporation’s looming financial disaster had evap
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As soon as they stepped into the office, several well-dressed men in suits moved quickly toward them, each wearing expressions of respect and urgency.“Mr. Rift. Ms. Verrick.” Their greetings came in unison, voices carrying the weight of people used to being greeted, not the other way around.Selena froze for half a second, her mind blank. She wasn’t used to men of this caliber addressing her with such deference. Almost instinctively, she nodded, murmuring polite responses she didn’t even register.Jaden, however, remained composed, his expression cool, almost bored. He didn’t rush to respond, only offering the faintest nod and a low hum of acknowledgment, as if their respect was nothing out of the ordinary.If his indifference bothered them, they didn’t show it. In fact, they leaned in closer, almost vying for his attention. Their smiles were practiced, but their eagerness was obvious.From the corner, Elias and his family stood frozen, their eyes darting between the men and Jaden. T
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Selena’s gaze stayed fixed on the crumpled contract lying at her feet. Her teeth worried at her bottom lip, a nervous habit she hated but couldn’t stop. The room felt smaller, the air heavier, as if the walls themselves were closing in on her indecision.If she refused to sign, the Greyfield project would grind to a halt. No money meant Rift Corporation would bleed out until it collapsed, and everything she’d built would be scattered to the wind.If she signed, the Verrick family’s claws would sink in deep. They’d strip the profits bare, fatten themselves off her labor, and leave her with scraps — a glorified servant to their greed.She didn’t notice Jaden watching her until his voice cut through the tension, low and mocking."Heh. Just like I said. You people really are a pack of dogs. The moment one is weak, the rest start tearing into it. Don’t agree to their terms, dear."Her head turned sharply toward him, eyes searching his face for an answer he wasn’t supposed to give so easily
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Elizabeth’s voice cut in, her tone dripping with condescension. “Exactly! We’re trying to help you, and you’re acting like we’re the enemy. Don’t be so ungrateful.”Selena’s lips parted, but no words came out. Their smug faces and self-assured tone left her momentarily speechless.The worst part? They weren’t entirely wrong.Her knuckles tightened around the edge of her desk. Deep down, she couldn’t deny the brutal truth — the Rift Corporation’s finances were in a chokehold. This project was bleeding them dry, and every day without an investor was another nail in the coffin.And it wasn’t just any project. This was one of the city’s most high-profile development ventures. If it stalled, or worse, collapsed, the fallout would be catastrophic. Contracts would be broken. Penalties would crush them. Their reputation would take a blow they couldn’t recover from.But even knowing all of that, Selena’s pulse spiked with defiance. The Verrick terms were absurd — not an offer, but an execution
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Pulling out a chair with deliberate weight, Elias lowered himself into it like he owned the place. The scrape of the legs against the marble floor cut through the quiet room. Behind him, Talon, Elisabeth, and two broad-shouldered bodyguards stood in rigid formation, hands clasped neatly behind their backs, their presence more threat than formality.A slow, knowing smile curved Elias’s lips, his gaze never leaving Selena."Why else would I be here," he said, voice dripping with casual arrogance, "if not to talk business with you? From what I hear, Rift Corporation is running on fumes. Desperate for investors, aren’t you?"Selena’s brows drew together. She didn’t like the way he said it — like her struggles were an open secret for him to toy with."You’re really here to invest in our company?" she asked, her tone flat but edged with doubt.Elias chuckled, the sound low and rich, leaning back like he was settling in for a game. "Of course. Why else would I come knocking?"Her eyes narrow
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The shrill ring of the office landline broke the stillness. Selena glanced at it briefly, then picked up. “Hello?”The crisp, professional voice of the front desk receptionist came through the line. “President Verrick, there’s an Elias here asking to see you.”Her brows knitted instantly. Elias? The name pulled at an old thread she didn’t want to touch. Then it hit—her uncle. What the hell was he doing here?A flash of surprise crossed her features before hardening into ice. Memories she’d buried clawed their way back up—her family’s exile from the Verrick name, the public severing of ties, the cold stares from relatives who had once called her their own, the public humiliation.Her tone dropped several degrees. “I don’t want to see him.”She was about to hang up when the receptionist’s urgent voice stopped her. “He… asked me to tell you he’s here to invest in the company. He wants to know if you’re interested now.”Selena froze. Invest?A storm churned behind her eyes. From a persona
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