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The Interruption
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2025-12-22 00:49:51
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After He Took It All Will You Be My Best Friend?
Axel's POVI woke up from a nightmare a few minutes before my alarm went off. It still felt so fresh in my head, a vivid and cruel playback. It felt like I was actually there, like I witnessed the accident myself. These nightmares have been haunting me for a while now.That is precisely why I’ve taken up the new habit of jogging in the mornings. It is a brutal, physical coping mechanism. It is my way to get the scary, devastating images out of my head by sheer exhaustion.I had to run in this ridiculously private park. It’s basically the only place where I could be sure no one would see me looking like absolute garbage. I needed that total silence, that alone time, just to feel the pain. I needed to focus it all into the cold, sharp edge of rage for the day’s vengeance agenda. It is my quiet time before I go back to dismantling global finance. Seriously, it's a necessary ritual.I was maybe halfway through my usual circuit, pushing the pace past the point of comfort. I was feeling tha
After He Took It All The Mother’s Disappointment
Axel's POVGrief is a great motivator, it turns out. I hadn't slept, eaten anything besides black coffee, or thought about anything other than Brielle in days.But instead of crying, I was just completely consumed by the corporate clean-up. My focus was terrifyingly sharp and clear.I was moving assets, shutting down shell companies, and destroying every last shred of evidence of my own treason—the Geist ledger, the prototype data I leaked, the comms with Richter—all just to protect Brielle’s memory from being tied to the ongoing chaos I was causing.The problem, of course, was my mother. Ines Ferdinez, the queen of the cabal.She summoned me to her private office, not for comfort or family time, but for the inquest. The air there was always cold, but today it felt frozen solid.Julian Vance was standing behind her chair, like the world’s most expensive and silent bodyguard, waiting for her command.“Axel,” she began, her voice perfectly modulated, but clearly laced with a profound, i
After He Took It All Alexei’s Fascination
Alexei's POVI swear, people are the worst sometimes. You spend seventy-two hours engineering a triple-tiered marzipan masterpiece—a perfect monument to edible structural integrity.And then some drunk finance bro thinks it’s funny to treat it like a volleyball. Honestly, the sheer lack of respect for technique in this city is why I only trust the precise measurements of butter and sugar, not people.I was back at the studio, pacing frantically around my very long-suffering assistant, Chloe. She was trying her best to clean the hideous pink frosting off my chef coat, which was a huge pain.Meanwhile, I was trying to explain the sheer, visceral horror of the tragedy I’d just witnessed.“It wasn't just cake, Chloe\! It was the final, perfect expression of the Ganache Renaissance\! And that brute just crushed it\! He totally ruined the theme of the whole evening\! I almost had an aneurysm right there in the bar\!” I threw my hands up dramatically in the air.“Yes, Chef. I understand. But
After He Took It All The Interruption
Axel's POVI was driving my own car—a ridiculously fast, matte-black thing that didn't scream 'billionaire' as much as it screamed 'don't mess with me'—because I truly needed the physical release. I really needed the control of the wheel right then.I couldn't sit still and just wait for Victor to bag Jason like some simple trophy. Jason was my punching bag, actually.I was going to use him to work out all the lethal rage I had stored up since looking at that damn funeral dirt.Destroying his finances was great, obviously. Watching his pathetic empire dissolve on paper was definitely satisfying to see.But I needed the tactile thing, something real. I needed to see his weak, bloated face and watch him actually tremble right in front of me.I needed to know the person I was crushing was real, not just a line item on a balance sheet somewhere.Victor’s team tracked Jason to the last place you’d ever expect a disgraced heir to be. It was a dive bar downtown, called 'The Rusty Nail,' know
After He Took It All The First Target
Axel's POVBack in the office, the air conditioning was way too loud. The lights were too bright, and the whole massive place felt empty now that she was gone forever.I was sitting at my desk, but I wasn't Axel, the CEO, anymore. I was just this weaponized version of grief, focused on nothing but the kill list.My grief wasn't for tears or smashing things up. It was pure, terrifying efficiency, instead.I was using the cold silence of my office as a launchpad for total, organized destruction. The first target was easy, obvious, and necessary.That target was Jason. He was the pathetic idiot who enabled Linda, and he was the one who gave the dangerous prototype chip to Sheila.He deserved to be atomized for all of it.I called my legal eagles, the best, meanest corporate lawyers I have, into a secure conference call immediately. Their faces looked blurry on the screen, which was fine.Their voices were sharp and ready, which was what mattered.“Jason is our priority,” I told them, com
After He Took It All The Vow In The Rain
Axel's POVIt was raining heavily. Like, a full, dramatic downpour that felt like the sky was just as pissed off as I was.Standing there felt completely ridiculous. I looked like I was in some sad, old movie where the main guy always gets soaked at the graveside.Except, this wasn’t a movie at all. It was the actual, horrible mess of my life.The funeral crowd had already cleared out. That’s exactly what I wanted them to do.They were all there for the show anyway. They came for the “tragedy of the beautiful young wife.”My mother’s people, the Board members, the lawyers—they were all just here to confirm the asset was neutralized. They weren't there to actually grieve.Now it was just me, the fresh pile of wet dirt, and the sound of the rain hitting the black umbrella Victor was holding over me.I completely ignored Victor. He was trying to talk, I could hear his low, worried voice cutting through the noise of the rain.But the sound was just static to me.“Axel, sir, you need to co
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