The Supreme Ruler

Chapter 3

The young lady trembled, her face pale with fright and eyes widened with terror.

The thug's Golden teeth burned bright.

Even though this was the end of the road for them, Hudderson, the cause of their death was coming to be with them. It was a win win.

However, Hudderson didn't bulge, he didn't panick. He only pause and turned. His eyes fell on the knife and then at the young man holding it.

"The scattered edges are a little bit uncomfortable. Do you mind moving it away a little bit?" He inquired rather calmly.

 Golden took blinked. Look at the knife.

Shattered. He gasped and stumbled backwards in his steps. His face ghostly pale.

It had done nothing, only tearing right into his shirt and it had shattered. They had not gone against a human, but a demon.

"Who are you?" The thug's voice crackled. His bones trembling under the weight of his own fear.

"Don't you think it's a little bit late to ask that now?* Hudderson words cut straight at him, deeper than any blade would.

He panted. His breath held right in place. He choked.

As Hudderson stepped closer, his legs gave way. He collapsed, rolling backwards with his butts, his clothes drenched with sweat.

"Don't... Don't come any closer to me!" His words stumbled over each other as his heart shook even further.

"You were given a chance to live. Since you are fed up with living!" Hudderson's aura blasted through the air, causing even the threes to hide their faces.

"Seems. I'm going to grant you that wish." He noted. His gaze turned cold, and rid of every drop of goodness, assuming every form of the supreme ruler that was truly worships

With one foot crashing into his legs, the thugs scream tore through the evening.

 The pain was chipping away at every part of his body.

He struck a strike into his vital points, the pain tripled. The thug's body gave way multiple times and Hudderson rejuvenated him.

"I'm not done with you yet!" He would mutter.

Until the thug was too weak to cry. His body had no voice anymore, only pain.. And at this point, he earnestly craved death. The pain, it was more than hell.

He regretted it, begged, and cried. But the supreme ruler was never one to show mercy, twice. One time was already enough luxury.

And with the last blow that ended his life, Hudderson turned away from him to the young lady.

"Some minor inconvenience that had been taken care of!" He muttered while keeping his distance.

The lady didn't look at him with fright. Rather, a strange sense of affection burned in her eyes.

This man, was powerful. And strong. And there was a strange air around him. No spotlight, no too much cap, he was perfect.

"My car. It's just a few distances away!" She informed and Hudderson nodded.

"Thank you!" She appreciated. Hudderson nodded again.

Then she paused. Her skin burned, her head banged, and pain electrocuted right through every core of her body.

Hudderson got hold of her quickly. Felt her temperature. It was well over a hundred degrees just within a few seconds.

Her eyes burned red together with her skin. Hudderson didn't need a soothsayer to tell him what was wrong.

Wherever it had been before she came here. She had been drugged. A deadly and lethal one, that would take effect within a specific time like now.

Somehow, she had escaped before the trap fully sprung.

The young lady's hands ran all over Hudderson's body, still in the realms of her unconsciousness.

She removed her clothes. Bit after bit, craving his hot muscular body that screamed of nothing but perfection.

"Touch me!" She begged desperately.

"Ravage me. Own me. I want you, right now!" She pressed, desperately.

She was perfect. Her skin was flawless. This would be the opportunity any man would beg for. Just to have the sight of this perfection that lay right before Hudderson's eyes.

But how could he do this? He was disciplined. And against everything that he held dare to himself.

Hudderson wanted to walk away. But the potency of the drugs kept him rooted to the floor. Torn between walking away and helping her.

Because that drug without sex in the next hour would be the definite end of her life. Then of what use would it be to have saved her earlier.

"Please!" Her eyes burned with desperate tears.