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"We support you in this mission, Mr. Mattson," one of the men said firmly, his voice echoed by the sharp, synchronized thud of fists slamming down on the desk.It wasn’t just a gesture—it was a vow. A show of unity. Of allegiance. Denis didn’t need to hear them swear loyalty. He could feel it. The energy shifted in the room as every man present backed him, not just as the acting head, but as the force that would now lead the Aiken Group forward.His eyes swept across the table. A proud smirk curled the corner of his lips, but he masked it swiftly. There was no space for pride yet. Not until the last chess piece was under control.“For the time being,” he said in his composed, low timbre, “I want everyone to proceed with the funeral arrangements. Let us bury Aiken Lynn in peace and

"I am sorry for your loss, Mr. Mattson.""My condolences, sir."The voices echoed, one after another, from the thousands who came to pay respect. They stood in lines—some with bowed heads, others with solemn eyes—all casting fleeting glances at the man who stood motionless at the front. Denis Mattson.His expression was unreadable. Distant. Cold. As if grief dared not touch him.Dressed in a sharp black tuxedo, one gloved hand folded neatly over the other in front of his coat, Denis stood tall. His eyes were hidden behind jet-black sunglasses, masking any sliver of emotion. He didn’t weep. He didn’t speak. His silence screamed louder than any words could.Standing behind him were three other men—

"I will not kill anyone!" Hailey’s tone was firm—straight as a blade. Her eyes, despite the red puffiness around them, gleamed with quiet defiance. There was a tremble in her fingers, but not in her resolve.Zayn studied her face—those stubborn, tear-rimmed eyes, that clenched jaw, and trembling hands. She was fragile, no doubt. But not weak. There was something fierce beneath her trembling surface, and he couldn’t ignore it.Yet, no matter how strong her heart was, Zayn knew the world outside wasn’t kind to those who hesitated to kill.“It’s nice to hold onto your thoughts,” he said after a pause, voice quiet but laced with something heavier—truth. “I won’t burst your bubble… but I hope it doesn’t get popped by someone else too soon.&rdq

It was already nightfall when dinner was served in her room. Hailey sat curled in the corner of the bed, legs folded tight, head buried between them—her world reduced to the silence between sobs she refused to release.Her heart had shattered at the events unfolding before her.Everything seemed to linger in her mind like a microchip—too vivid, too surreal. Like a broken reel of memories playing in a loop she didn’t ask for.Suddenly, a knock broke the silence, like a crack of thunder in a dead sky."May I come in?""Y-Y-Yes… you may," she answered quietly, her voice a whisper coated in tremble. She was trying, painfully, to keep herself from crumbling completely.An old woman ent

Hailey walked towards the room with her unsteady steps, legs aching after being tied to ropes for days.A lady aligned her steps, by maintaining a straight distance and looked worried after noticing her girl's poor condition."You should have agreed with him on the first glance itself." Hailey heard the lady saying, however it wasn't the taunt. It was the care and worry."A-as... if you all believed I knew.. That.. I will land here?" Hailey took a sight of the magnificent house, her eyes turning wide.It was a huge mansion, and she was walking in circles. In the centre was the chandelier, the ones she had witnessed in the movies. It was no less than a four story house, built in a circle and a huge living room in the centre.Unlike the darkness she went through underground, this place was purely a bliss to her eyes."H-He.. lives here?""Yes. This is my boss's house." The lady behind her answered.She helped Hailey in walking and brought her to one of the rooms, the door opened and she

"I didn't think you would be convinced so easily, Hailey." Zayn's words brought an unsaid annoyance on her face. She twisted her expressions to say, "Not letting me drink water or eat food, is that how you want me to submit to you?" "That's the least harshness we have shown to you as Lynn's daughter." he honestly told her, the curve on his face turning bigger. "If it was one of his men, his legs and arms would have been broken till now." "Hah, shall I be grateful to your mercy....?" "Perhaps you should. I have taken into account that you were unaware of your hierarchy." Hailey wanted to laugh at her destiny. One moment she was dreaming about earning more money, doin extra-part time. The very next moment her life was drenched with bad dreams. The dream of being entangled with Zayn Wakon. When Zayn didn't get the replies from Hailey, he walked up to her. Under the same dim light, after a day. "So, shall we talk if you are in your correct mindset?" he asked but Hailey didn't beli