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"Please don't be irrational, Axel. Please sit down. Let's talk about this,” Abel pleaded.“Sign the document first,” Axel said, pointing to the table where a copy of the document lay.“Sign it, or I will blow her off.”Abel hesitated but finally took the pen on the table and signed his name on the document.“The document is signed. Hand my girl over,” Abel demanded.Axel shoved Aerial toward her parents and grabbed the document. His gun still pointed at them, he quickly scanned the paper, confirming Abel’s signature. A sinister smile spread across his face. He could hardly believe it—he finally owned the Coppers Group.Facing them again, Axel picked up a small canister from his side and began pouring out its contents. Then, he pulled a lighter from his pocket.“What do you plan to do?” Avery asked, her voice trembling.“Isn't it obvious?” Axel smirked. “I'm going to burn this place down. No one will ever find out what happened.”“Why would you do that? I’ve signed the document!” Abel

Avery went into her room and brought back the laptop.After Abel logged in, he noticed an email among a pool of other messages. It was a contract agreement concerning the shares of his company.“Sign the contract, and you will see your daughter,” the message read.“What’s in the document? Open it, let’s see,” Currie said, noticing her brother’s troubled expression. Abel opened the document and stared at the contents in shock.Avery pulled the laptop toward herself and read the agreement on the screen.“He wants seventy-five percent of your company’s shares?” she exclaimed.“I will do anything to bring Aerial back. That’s my promise,” Abel said firmly. Only Douglas could stoop to such devious means. He was the only one who knew Abel had children with Avery. Was this his revenge for destroying his incriminating videos and letting Jason deal with him?“You can’t do that!” Currie protested. “Let’s involve the police. There’s no way you should give up your company. You worked too hard to g

"I'm sorry, I wasn't aware that he was your son at the time. After he came to my office a few days ago demanding to see me and calling me his Daddy, I had no choice but to investigate the truth," Abel explained."You went to his office? When was that? How did you even know about him?" Avery asked, her face filled with shock. Turning to Abel, she added, "Were you influencing my kids and turning them against me?""You’ve misunderstood," Abel replied calmly. "I didn’t get to see him that day. He was gone before I could come out of my office. A few days later, I ran into him at his school and tried to learn more about his family, but the boy was so smart—he refused to give me any information. That made me think of the strange woman I had been with at the business meeting years ago. Determined to uncover the truth, I discreetly took a sample of his hair for a DNA test."It was only later, when I saw you pick him up, that I realized you are his mother," he continued, stepping closer to Aver

“I can't leave, I need to look around. She might be somewhere nearby, afraid and waiting for me to come,” Avery said, her voice trembling with tears.“It’s already night, and there’s nothing more we can do right now. Let’s trust the authorities to handle this. Come on, let’s get out of here,” Abel said gently.Just then, Abel’s phone rang. He stepped aside to answer it, returning moments later with a small smile. Without a word, he led Avery back home.---At home, Avery’s son, Aaron, approached hesitantly.“Daddy, will you find Aerial?” Aaron asked softly.“Stop calling him that! He’s not your daddy!” Avery snapped, her voice sharper than she intended.Abel’s lips curved into a faint smile. “I’m sorry, Avery, but don’t you think you’re being too harsh on the boy?” He pulled Aaron into his arms and said, “I promise you with my life, I’ll find Aerial.”“Will you stay with us tonight?” Aaron asked, his small voice filled with hope.“Of course, yes,” Abel replied.“No, you won’t!” Avery

Meanwhile, Currie knelt before Avery, her body shaking as she wept bitterly. The shock of the events had hollowed her out, leaving her an empty shell.“Forgive me, sister Nuu,” Currie sobbed. “I never meant for this to happen. It’s my fault. I should never have brought them here.”“What happened to my daughter, Currie? You’re scaring me!” Avery cried, her voice rising in desperation.Through her tears, Currie tried to explain. “She was playing with the other kids a few feet away while Aaron and I were working on a puzzle. Then suddenly, smoke filled the air. Everything turned chaotic."I grabbed Aaron and ran to look for Aerial, but I couldn’t see anything. The smoke was so thick and black. I pushed forward, calling her name, but the fire broke out before I could reach her."I held onto Aaron tightly, afraid he’d get hurt if I let go. But I was determined to get to Aerial. The crowd shoved me back, everyone panicking and running in different directions."When the fire intensified, I t

Chapter 158“I hope they are mine,” Abel thought to himself. The possibility lifted his mood. For so many years, he had wished to have children of his own, and after what happened between him and Riana, Abel vowed never to marry anyone except Avery—the woman who loved him unconditionally.His mind drifted back to the children. Having a son like Aaron would mean so much to him. And the girl? He smiled.He hadn’t spent much time with the little girl, but her cheerful allure drew him in. She looked so beautiful and adorable, so much like Avery, with leaf-brown hair that resembled his own.Thinking of this, Abel felt a little bubble of hope swelling within him. He prayed earnestly that they would be his.“Are they mine, Avery? Please tell me. I really want to know,” he asked, his eyes searching hers for an answer. Before Avery could utter a word, his phone rang.Abel ignored it, but when the ringing persisted, he quickly switched it off and turned his attention back to Avery. At that same

“She has everything to do with this,” Darius hissed without looking back. He continued brushing his hand through the girl’s hair, his tone sharpening like a blade. “You came into our land. You threatened our people. You thought there’d be no consequences?”He gripped the back of the girl’s neck, wrenching a cry from her lips.“You fucker! Stop it!” Emos shouted, trying again to break free.But the ropes held.Darius turned his head slightly, his voice now thick with contempt. “You dared come here to hurt our daughters. And now you beg me to spare yours?” He shook his head. “Why should I show mercy when you showed none?”The two adult women and the the boy stood frozen in horror as Darius manhandled the girl, their eyes wide and helpless.Emos’s gaze darted around the room, frantic, desperate for help—anything that could turn the tide. But Miguel and Alex stood still, arms behind their backs and their expressions unreadable. No help would come from them.Defeated, Emos dropped his head

“Because,” I said coldly, “my man shattered your spine.”Darius grinned wickedly.Without wasting another word on him, he turned to the second man. This one was quieter, more composed, but clearly in pain. His dark hair was tied into a ponytail, and tattoos covered his broad chest and arms. His sharp blue eyes fixed on Darius with silent defiance.The brown-haired one started thrashing again, desperate and futile. Even paralyzed, he tried to fight. He pulled against the restraints until his energy finally drained and his body sagged forward in defeat.“Now that that’s over with,” Darius muttered.He dragged a chair across the room and positioned it directly in front of the man with the ponytail. Then he sat down, one leg crossed over the other, and leaned back, studying his prey like a predator deciding when to strike.“Do you know who I am?” he asked softly.The man said nothing, his jaw tight, teeth grinding in pain. He refused to look away, but he wasn’t speaking either. I’d dealt

“Then make them talk,” I thundered, slamming my hand down on the desk. “Don’t make me think you’re useless, Darius.”The words echoed in the small room like a threat, and the tension thickened. My glare sharpened, my eyes darkened with the weight of my power. A frosty energy rippled through the air, curling into the corners of the room like smoke.But Darius didn’t flinch.Not because he was defying me, but because something in my outburst sparked a memory—something from a life he once lived, a title he once bore. The shadows deepened, swallowing the light, and I felt a sweaty drip on my forehead despite the cold.He clenched his fists, jaw tight, teeth grinding with a sound that filled the heavy silence between us. For a moment, we stared at each other, locked in thought—me, simmering with barely restrained anger, and him, standing with quiet resolve.Then, slowly, a small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, softening the tension like a sudden breeze.The darkness receded.And

I kissed her gently, her soft breaths growing steady as sleep claimed her. She curled around me like an octopus, wrapping herself around my body, drawing in my warmth as if it could chase away the ghosts of the night. I sighed, staring at the ceiling, the guilt settling deeper in my chest. I felt worse than I had before—worse than I deserved. Claiming her had been selfish, cruel even. And it had been her first time.Carefully, I slipped out of bed, unable to bear the weight of my guilt. My feet carried me toward the woods, blindly, instinctively, running until dawn began to stain the sky with pale light.I was just returning to my lounge, the chill of morning clinging to my skin, when Darius called. His voice was urgent. Our pack was under attack.This would be my first battle as Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack.Darius had been on patrol when he spotted the rogues. He’d rushed ahead to the scene and urged me to bring reinforcements. As I sprinted toward the pack house to arm myself, I ca

ASTERI looked at Valeria’s face as it battered in blood; her once smooth and flawless face turned brutal and masked with the blood of the rouge's, which made it look even more alluring. I wanted to touch her, to have her there and now, but she refused saying she was filthy. Did she know how intoxicating that word is? Yeah, I love my women filthy in every bedroom sense.Thinking of these, my heart clenched as I recall last night when she sat so close to my brother Darren. I can't stop feeling that she is drawn to Darren, or rather, Darren was drawn to her. Such thinking makes my heart clenched. When I came back home from the office last night and couldn't find her, I had to call her line more than twenty times. She left us at the hospital and rushed off, and I thought she was devastated because of Linnet's health condition and needed some time alone to process it, so I let her be, but when it passed midnight, and she wasn't home, I became worried and started calling her line. I

VALERIA My words must have caught Aster off guard. He stared at me for a beat, then a slow, dark smile crept onto his lips. His fingers grazed my cheek.“Alright then,” he murmured. “Let’s finish this.”He halted in front of a heavy steel door, punched in a string of numbers, and with a metallic click, the lock disengaged. The door swung open to reveal a private armory—walls lined with weapons, each one deadlier than the last. The room smelled of oil and blood, as if it had witnessed violence too often.Aster strode forward, selecting his gear with chilling efficiency. Guns, blades, explosives. War lived in his bones.“Take what you need,” he said, his voice low, urgent.I didn’t need to be told twice. I reached for the knives—long, silver, and razor-sharp. I’ve always preferred steel that sings when it meets flesh. There's something intimate about killing up close, about watching the light fade from your enemy's eyes. I strapped on as many as I could carry, changing swiftly into gear