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CHAPTER 10
The small circle of onlookers held their breath, hearts pounding in unison.Every eye was glued to the two men. Every muscle tensed, waiting for the first clash.Dairan’s fist shot forward like a cannonball, aimed straight at Zarek’s head. The force of it sliced through the air.Whoosh.Zarek didn’t flinch. He didn’t step back. He simply bent at the waist, ducking under the punch with effortless grace.Heads turned. Jaws dropped. A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.Zarek straightened almost lazily, his left hand sliding into his pocket as if he hadn’t just dodged a blow powerful enough to shatter bones.Dairan froze mid-swing, disbelief flashing across his face.“He… he just—he ducked my punch!” he muttered under his breath.Zarek said nothing. He just straightened fully, eyes fixed on Dairan’s fist.“Was that supposed to be the strong punch that kills people?”Rage flared in Dairan’s eyes.He lashed out again, fists flying with blinding speed, striking for Zarek’s head and t
CHAPTER 9
Roland’s voice cracked, his body trembling uncontrollably.“Fine… fine! It was… it was Damian! He sent me! Please… please don’t—”Zarek’s brows lifted as he waited for more. He hadn’t done anything to provoke this before the men attacked him. Perhaps the person who sent them was one of the people he was looking for. He couldn’t take any chances.Darian’s eyes snapped wide, an alarm flashing across his face. Damian… his son? The words hit him like a thunderclap.Roland’s desperation surged; tears streaked his bloodied cheeks. “I’ll… I’ll tell you everything about the young man! I swear! Just… just don’t—please!”Before he could finish, a sharp whistle split the air.A knife, swift and deadly, struck the back of Roland’s throat. Blood sprayed as his scream was cut off. His body went limp, eyes wide in shock; the words died on his lips.The room fell into stunned silence. Murmurs stopped mid-sentence; faces froze in horror and disbelief. Some gasped and backed away, others stumbled to
CHAPTER 8
Zarek’s gaze snapped to the woman. Recognition hit instantly.It was her—the same woman he had seen at the front gate when he first arrived.Then, she had worn a red dress; now, she was in a dark swimsuit, the sleek fabric clinging to her frame.Her eyes were wide with fear, glistening in the harsh light of the hall.Roland pressed a knife to her neck, the metal gleaming coldly.“Move, and she dies,” he hissed, voice low but sharp.The remaining onlookers froze. Murmurs rippled through the crowd. Some gasped; others instinctively stepped back, unwilling to risk being the next hostage.“Step away… don’t make him,” someone whispered, trembling.Roland leaned closer to Zarek, pressing the knife just enough to make the woman flinch.“If you don’t want her to die, stop right there,” he warned, his tone steady but laced with panic.He knew Zarek was strong, but he needed time to think—to find a way out.Zarek paused, his calm stare locking on Roland’s eyes. He saw the fear behind t
CHAPTER 7
Zarek stopped midstep and turned his gaze to the new arrivals, calm and unbothered. His voice cut through the murmurs like a blade.“And who exactly are you?” he asked, tilting his head slightly, curiosity sharper than threat.The first man forward was Roland, the leader of the group and the one Damian had contacted directly. Irritation and disbelief softened into a flicker of begrudging acknowledgment as he studied Zarek.So this was the man Damian was wary of: handsome, strong, and honed by countless fights, yet oddly unscarred.Roland’s jaw tightened as he took him in. Zarek stood almost too flawless, too composed, in the wreckage of his men.Roland stepped closer, fists clenching at his sides. “Quiet,” he barked, silencing the murmuring crowd behind him. His gaze bore into Zarek, sharp and unwavering. “How dare you ask us who we are?”Zarek didn’t flinch. He tilted his head slightly, his expression unreadable, as if the question itself were beneath him.Roland’s teeth clenched.
CHAPTER 6
Zarek stepped fully into the grand hall, boots silent against the marble floor.His eyes swept the room, taking in the glittering crowd, the shimmer of the poolside lights, and the hum of laughter and chatter.Everything else faded as his gaze locked onto one figure.Darian Veyron.The man stood apart from the others, posture still but commanding, the aura of age and authority unmistakable. His hair was streaked with silver, and the weight of experience hung around him like a cloak.Zarek knew instantly this was the man.Without a word, he lifted a hand slightly. The motion was casual, yet carried unshakable authority.Come down and meet me, the gesture commanded — more order than invitation.Lucien Ashbourne’s brows furrowed, arrogance colliding with disbelief.‘How dare this stranger, this audacious man, gesture as if he had authority over them?’His hand tightened around the stem of his wine glass.Darian stiffened. His eyes narrowed, shock flaring across his face as a flush of an
CHAPTER 5
The women were staring at him wide-eyed since he had managed to take down one of the strongest groups on his own, and not only that, his body had moved so quickly and smoothly.To Zarek, he had just fought them like that without going too hard so that their bodies didn't hit the innocent women in the pool.And now, he was leaning down, looking at the leader and wanting to know where Darian Veyron was.After all, they seemed knowledgeable about the man.Zarek’s hand shot out, grabbing the leader by the collar.GRAB!The man’s eyes went wide as his feet lifted off the ground, dangling helplessly.His weight didn’t seem to faze Zarek in the slightest; he held him up effortlessly with one hand, as if the man weighed nothing at all.“Where is Darian Veyron?” Zarek repeated, his voice low, sharp, and unyielding.The leader’s jaw dropped, disbelief and fear twisting his features. “I… I… I don’t know what—how—?”Zarek’s grip tightened slightly, just enough to send a clear warning.“Don’t play
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