2025-10-18 19:07:08The room was still for a heartbeat. Then the men blinked, stunned, unable to comprehend what had happened.
“What… what the hell just happened?” one finally whispered.
“How… how did he—?” another stammered, pointing at the man sprawled on the floor. He lay unconscious, mouth frozen open.
Zarek had hauled him like he weighed nothing and slammed him down so hard the room rang.
The man hadn’t had a chance to react.
“That… that can’t be real,” one muttered, backing up and gripping his baton.
“Who the hell is this guy? He just—picked him up! Slammed him like he was nothing!” another cursed.
The tallest one glared at Zarek. “This is insane. That guy… he’s supposed to be some kid—how strong is he?”
Zarek didn’t answer. He stood calm, eyes like steel, watching them. The echo of the slam still vibrated on the floorboards. The man on the ground lay still. Their bravado was cracking.
“You think we can take him?” one hissed.
Zarek raised his hand and pointed at the man who’d told the story. “You, come here,” he ordered.
The man froze, then took a step. His eyes widened; his legs shook. Slowly, almost mechanically, he walked toward Zarek.
“Stop!” a deep voice barked.
The tallest man stepped forward, towering over the others. Muscles tensed.
“Don’t you dare,” he growled, yanking the smaller man back. “You think you can just walk up to him?”
Zarek’s gaze swept over him like a blade.
“I’m Korran,” the towering man said. He was the leader of the group, put in charge of watching the house in case the escaped son ever returned. Korran’s eyes narrowed. “You think you can stand there and play hero? I’ll teach you a lesson.”
He reached into his coat and pulled out a small bottle of alcohol.
Without hesitation, he tilted it back and drained it, then slammed the empty bottle to the floor.
It rolled toward Zarek and clattered against the wood.
“I’ll pity you,” Korran said, stepping closer. “I’ll count to ten. If you want to walk out of here alive, kneel. Apologize. To them. All of them.”
He spat on the floor.
Sput!
The others shifted nervously, some chuckling, some glaring, none daring to intervene.
The room went deadly quiet as Korran’s challenge hung in the air.
Zarek picked the picture from the table and slid it into his pocket.
Korran lunged forward, chest heaving. “You ignor—” he barked.
Zarek moved like a coiled spring. A sharp snap of his hip—years of training—and his boot connected with Korran’s belly.
Korran doubled over, dropped to his knees, then hit the floor with a wet sound, gasping.
Huff!
Huff.
Zarek stepped forward and placed his boot on Korran’s head, pressing down lightly.
He dragged his foot across the spit on the floor, wiping it away.
“The house might be dirty,” Zarek said coldly, “but that doesn’t mean you can spit on it.”
He snapped his fingers once. From the street, the front door slammed open and several men in uniforms burst in—fast, precise.
They moved to Zarek and dropped to their knees without a sound.
“Should we start rebuilding, sir?” one asked, eyes fixed on Zarek.
Zarek nodded. “Yes. Rebuild it. Now.”
The uniformed men sprang into action, picking up broken wood and sweeping dust as if the house had always belonged to them.
The group that had been trashing the place whispered among themselves.
“What’s going on?” someone hissed.
“Who are those guys?”
Zarek turned back to the intruders.
He walked toward them. “Who sent you?” he asked.
“Why would we answer that?” one spat.
Zarek lashed out. His boot struck the man’s head.
A sick, sharp crack.
Thud!
The body went limp and slumped to the floor.
The remaining men froze; fear finally broke through. After a tense moment, one stammered,
“W-we… we were sent by Darian Veyron… he works with the Ashborne family. P-please… don’t kill us. We’ll tell you where to find the others. Spare our lives!”
Zarek’s lips curled. “Spare your lives?” he said. “How dare you think you can negotiate with me?e.”
They fell to their knees, hands clasped, begging.
“Please… please… We’ll tell you everything!”
“Don’t hurt us!”
Zarek moved—swift, silent. In an instant, the knife in his hand flashed in the dim light.
SHHICK!
He struck.
Heads rolled with precision.
CRUNCH!
SPLAT!
SNAP!
The sound echoed off the rotting walls as screams were cut short and bodies collapsed in a heap.
‘Ahhhhh!’
Some tried to scramble away, stumbling over debris.
Thump! Thump!
Zarek was faster.
When the last of them fell, Zarek wiped the blood from his hand onto the handkerchief in his hand.
He looked at the uniformed men rebuilding the house, then at the corpses.
“The Ashbourne family, huh?” he murmured, voice low, icy.
His eyes darkened with a storm of hatred that had been building for ten years.
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Aurelia and everyone else in the room froze as the bottle flew through the air.He tilted his head to the side, and the bottle brushed past him. It missed Zarek by an inch, whistling past his ear before smashing into the wall behind him.Crash!The bottle exploded into countless shards, fragments of glass scattering across the floor.The sharp sound of breaking glass echoed through the room, followed by the faint clatter of pieces rolling across the marble.Everyone flinched, everyone except Zarek. He barely blinked; his expression stayed the same. As the pieces rained down, one sharp shard sliced through the air and grazed his arm.He felt the sting a second later. A thin line of blood appeared where the glass had cut him, trickling slowly down his forearm.The room went completely silent. No one spoke a single word.They looked stunned, like someone had taken the words from their mouths.Zarek’s gaze shifted slowly to the man who had thrown the bottle. His jaw tightened, and he
CHAPTER 20
Aurelia and everyone else in the room froze as the bottle flew through the air.He tilted his head to the side, and the bottle brushed past him. It missed Zarek by an inch, whistling past his ear before smashing into the wall behind him.Crash!The bottle exploded into countless shards, fragments of glass scattering across the floor.The sharp sound of breaking glass echoed through the room, followed by the faint clatter of pieces rolling across the marble.Everyone flinched, everyone except Zarek. He barely blinked; his expression stayed the same. As the pieces rained down, one sharp shard sliced through the air and grazed his arm.He felt the sting a second later. A thin line of blood appeared where the glass had cut him, trickling slowly down his forearm.The room went completely silent. No one spoke a single word.They looked stunned, like someone had taken the words from their mouths.Zarek’s gaze shifted slowly to the man who had thrown the bottle. His jaw tightened, and he
CHAPTER 19
“I… I enjoyed the day I watched them kill your family. You wanted the land for yourself… Now look at it. You want to live where your family was killed? How cruel can you be?”Zarek glared at the man. Without hesitation, he grabbed him by the collar and began dragging him toward the building.“I said I had a question to ask,” Zarek said coldly. “Who ordered the killing of my family ten years ago? And where is my brother?”Zarek had left his brother on the train, and since then, he hadn’t heard from him nor been able to find him.It was as if his brother had vanished from the face of the earth. That was why Zarek came back early, to find him, to get him away from the people who took him. But now, from what he was hearing, those very people had his brother in their grasp.“How was I supposed to know?” Darian spat, coughing as Zarek’s grip tightened around his collar. “You think I was the one calling the shots? I was just a pawn—same as everyone else!”Zarek’s eyes darkened. “Then you’r
CHAPTER 18
Elder Flynn’s heart pounded in his chest.Zarek’s glare made a sweat bead on his forehead. He couldn’t tell if a wrong word would get him beaten—or killed.“Get out,” Zarek repeated. “Don’t make me say it again.”“Right now? Here?” Flynn stammered.“Out,” Zarek said, eyes darkening. “Now. And bring Damian to me. Don’t waste time.”Flynn’s mouth opened and closed. He looked at the bound, struggling Darian, then back at Zarek. Darian’s muffled cries and pleading eyes cut through him. He swallowed hard.His mind raced, but he didn’t dare argue. Zarek’s stare brooked no questions.Zarek reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a folded slip of paper, tossing it toward Flynn. It fluttered across the leather seat and landed at his feet.“There’s an address,” Zarek said. “Bring him there. Come empty-handed, or don’t show up at all… and you know what will happen.”Flynn slid out of the car, legs shaking, gripping the note with numb fingers. He stepped onto the pavement, not daring to
CHAPTER 17
“What happened to him?” Mrs. Ashbourne demanded, rushing into the room where her son lay.She had been contacted about Lucien’s condition, and fury burned in her chest. Her brows knitted tightly, a deep frown etched across her face.The blonde man from earlier, who had helped Lucien, stepped forward, blocking her path.“Mrs. Ashbourne, please wait,” he said quickly, hand raised. “He’s not—he’s not in a good state right now.”“Move,” she snapped, voice sharp and cold. “That’s my son in there.”He hesitated, lowering his hand. “He doesn’t want you to see him like this. Please—give him a moment.”“Don’t you dare tell me when I can or cannot see my own child!” Her voice thundered down the corridor. “I want to see him now!”The blonde flinched and glanced toward the half-open door. “He’s… embarrassed,” he muttered. “He doesn’t want you to—”But she didn’t wait. With a hard shove, she pushed past him and entered.Lucien lay on the bed, pale and trembling beneath the blankets. His lips we
CHAPTER 16
The rope wasn’t weak.It was strong—strong enough to tie someone up properly.Zarek’s fingers closed around it, feeling the coarse fibers press into his palm.He didn’t rush. He just held the rope and watched Darian.Darian’s eyes widened as he realized what was coming.“W–wait, please…” he stammered, voice cracking. “I—I can explain—”Zarek’s gaze didn’t change.He began uncoiling the rope slowly, letting it slide through his hands. Darian flinched at every movement, his heart hammering against his ribs.“Stop… please, don’t do this,” Darian begged, tears blurring his vision. “I’ll—I'll do anything! Just… just leave me alone! Someone… someone help me!”No one moved. No one spoke. Each of them looked away, fearing they might be next.They had seen what happened to Lucien—how he came down, disrespected Zarek, and tried to interfere. None of them wanted their heads shoved into the pool until they threw up.Darian’s hands shot up as Zarek reached for him.“Please! I’m begging you! Som
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