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A threat in heels
Author: Author mckyler
last update2026-03-10 23:34:26

“No, I’ll prefer to keep standing, sir, after all, I do not hope to spend long in your office at all,” Axel declined with a wave of her hand.

The director shrugged his shoulders and adjusted his sitting position. “Anyways, now that you are back already, I am assuming you already realized how badly you have failed,” he began.

Axel didn’t say anything; instead, she bent her head, keeping her gaze glued to the ground and her hands held behind her.

“You were given a lot of time for the project wo
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  • Unmasking the client

    There was no atom of doubt in Ethan’s eyes at all, or in his tone, on sensing this, Scorpion's muscles tensed. “Do you think I have all day to waste here?” Ethan asked after a whole minute of silence. Just as he made an attempt to rise to his feet, Scorpion hastily chipped in the answer, “Alexander Cole. The Cole family’s eldest son was the one that hired my hand, that’s the only information that I can share,” looking up at Ethan, his eyes were filled with desperation. He couldn’t bear the guilt of walking out of that building all alone and without the two people that he had built the Horsemen legacy with. Ethan waved his index finger, before any of the horsemen could react, a loud guttural scream tore through the room. Whipping his head to the last horseman, Scorpion frowned on seeing his brother, whom he had promised to protect, reeling in pain. He snapped his head back to Ethan, a questioning expression on his face. “I will ask the question one more time. Who hired you to co

  • Breaking thr brothers

    “Why are you all after me?” Ethan began with his first question. “For the love of the game,” the leader of the horsemen answered immediately. Ethan kept his gaze on the leader and let out a scoff. After an intense gaze, he nodded his head twice. "I'm coming after my life just for the love of the game, huh?” Two security personnel came from behind and grabbed the horseman with the bandana, one held out his right hand, while the other pressed him to the floor with his knee on his back and face buried into the floor. ePanic surged through the horseman, Jay, as he realized what was about to happen. He struggled to pull himself off, about to yell out a plea, but before he could let out a single word, a guttural pain tore through him as his fingers snapped, pulling out a scream from deep in his throat. “Stop!” the leader cried out, turning to free his brother from the grasp of the men holding him down, but two strong hands grabbed his shoulder, keeping him to his knees. “It is simple.

  • At his mercy

    Cars, not two, not three. If the two horsemen in front of the abandoned warehouse were to count it. Five. “Just who the hell is this man?” the leader questioned in a low voice. In front of those five cars were a lot of men dressed in black suits and white shirts, an earpiece was connected to their ears, and they all had different kinds of guns aimed at the leader of the horsemen and his comrade. Someone stepped forward among the security personnel, a Glock in his hand as he walked, he was the only one who had his gun aimed at the ground. “We will have the young man and then escort you to meet our boss,” he said, with a slight tilt of his head in another direction. “Give you our only means of escape from this place?” The leader asked, pulling John up to his feet and closer to himself. The leader of the security personnel, Dre, stretched his free hand forward. “I think you are mistaken. If you really think that the young man you are holding is your means of escape, then I have no

  • The hunter become the prey

    “How sure are you that this dude is even going to be able to draw Ethan out?” One of the three horsemen questioned while sharpening his dagger on a piece of rock. A black bandana was tied to his forehead. They were all in an abandoned warehouse with John strapped to a chair, his head hanging low. He seemed to be unconscious. There was a cut on his forehead, but it had been cleaned and taken care of. The one who seemed to be the leader of the three horsemen turned to the one who had just spoken. “He has to. I am guessing that young man Ethan is not someone who would love to be with someone since John didn't inform us of his location. I am pretty sure he wouldn't be at peace if John were in any form of danger at all,” he answered. “I guess you have a really valid point,” the other horseman replied and returned to sharpening his knife. “Steve is yet to get to us. Do you think we should have at least dropped a hint of where we will be or of who has done it at least? The one with the

  • The message in blood

    Weird and suspicious, that is one way to describe John not appearing at work for his shift and Jane comfortably doing his shift without any complaint or discomfort. In fact, it seemed like she would have preferred if no one noticed it, unfortunately, Ethan had done so. Ethan constantly hit his feet gently on the floor while waiting for the time to roll off quickly. There was the urge to leave work before the day was over and check on John to know if he was alright or not, he was the boss of this place after all, but he couldn't do anything to jeopardize his already shaking identity. Two hours slowly dragged by, or that was what Ethan had thought until he picked up his phone to check the time, and it was just fifteen freaking minutes. “Argh!” He groaned, throwing his head backward. “What do you mean by only fifteen minutes have passed since then?” he frowned. After what felt like an eternity, the office closing hour finally arrived. Ethan dashed into the changing room and chang

  • Cracks in facade

    “What the hell, Ava?!” Ethan whispered yell over the phone while walking towards the cubicle he always spent most of his time in. “I am confused, sir. What is wrong?” Ava asked over the line with genuine confusion in her tone. There was no way Ava would have mistakenly done something so foolish. It wasn’t a mistake, it was purely intentional, and that act heavily affected his cover. No matter how much Ethan would want to believe that Lydia was convinced by his exceptional acting skill, that wasn’t the case at all.“The money you gifted to Lydia. I told you the particular amount of money she wouldn’t receive from you, and then you went ahead and gave her almost that exact amount of money with only a dollar difference?” Ethan asked, still finding it hard that she really did that. "You told me not to exceed a particular amount, and I did just that,” Ava answered defensively. “Why not give a lesser amount, something within the range of three hundred thousand?” “Because I am not in a

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