LOGIN"Xavier, forget about us—go!"Lan raised his head and shouted at Xavier Grayson.The other two men, Jace and Lace, also yelled at Xavier Grayson and Caesor to leave.They all knew Tyson had come prepared. Their men and the ship were loaded with weapons, and they were outnumbered by at least fifty to ten. Tyson had no intention of letting any of them leave the ship alive.But Xavier Grayson ignored their pleas. He walked calmly to the table in front of him and sat down, lifting his thin red lips into a faint smile. "Tyson, this welcome gift of yours is quite heavy."Tyson sat across from him, beaming widely—but his tone dripped with bitter hatred. "Given our history, the gift had to be substantial, don't you think?"Xavier Grayson smiled back. He leaned forward slightly, his deep, sharp eyes turning cold and merciless. "I'm just afraid you won't be able to handle my return gift."With that, he raised his hand and clapped twice.In an instant, the situation on the shore reversed complet
Anna blinked, then said timidly, "Anna as a merciful."merciful?Vincent gave her another once-over, his gaze finally landing on her chubby cheeks. "It suits you."Anna laughed awkwardly. "Um... can I go now?"Vincent asked, "What's your number?""Huh?"Anna stole a cautious glance at him. This guy isn't trying to hit on me, is he?Sure, he was handsome—but he wasn't her type.Vincent shot her a cold look. "I don't like owing people."So he wanted to pay her?She quickly rattled off a string of numbers.Vincent nodded. "Alright. I've got it. You can leave."Anna made a swift exit.It didn't take Vincent long to realize the number she'd given him was fake.No way was she giving him her real number. That kind of dangerous man—she'd rather never cross paths with him again. Survival came first.After Anna left, someone else came in.Vincent asked expressionlessly, "Is Chloe alright?"The man shook his head. "Chloe is missing. Finch said to call him as soon as you woke up."Missing?Had Se
If Seth Rollins also had influence in that region and had teamed up with local powers to take down Xavier Grayson, then Xavier Grayson's situation would be extremely dangerous.The more Chloe Bishop thought about it, the more worried she became. But she couldn't get out. She had no way to contact the outside world. She had no idea what was happening to Xavier Grayson in South Africa.And Vincent... the thought of him filled her with guilt.If she hadn't told him to lower his gun, maybe he wouldn't have died.And her father—he must have learned about her kidnapping by now.Her car was still parked on the side of the road, her phone still inside it. The bodyguards who had been with her yesterday definitely knew she had been taken.She didn't know if they had called the police yet, or if the authorities had found the abandoned factory.If her father saw all those bodies, he would lose his mind.She had to get out. She had to find a way to leave this place.The Bishop ResidenceThe Bishop
Seth Rollins exhaled a few streams of smoke before he finally looked at her and said calmly, "Then stay by my side forever. Don't go anywhere."Chloe Bishop froze, her expression growing even darker. "You want to imprison me?""You can interpret it that way if you like."Seth Rollins stubbed out his cigarette and rose to his feet. His tall frame loomed over her. "No one will know you're here with me. The world will only know that you were kidnapped. The police will follow the clues to that abandoned factory, find the bodies—and find that you've gone missing."He stepped closer, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, speaking the most terrifying words in the gentlest voice:"A few days later, when the police can't find you, everyone will assume you're dead. But if you suddenly reappear alive and well—then you will be the prime suspect for those murders. Because you'd be the only one who survived."Chloe Bishop felt her scalp prickle with dread. The man before her terrified her
"You disgust me.I don't love you. I never will."Those two sentences from Chloe Bishop kept echoing in Seth Rollins's mind, like two sharp knives plunged straight into his heart.From inside the bathroom came her anguished scream. His gaze dimmed. He turned and walked out of the bedroom.Chloe, whether you're willing or not, I will never let go in this lifetime.If I give you up to Xavier Grayson, then who will give you up to me?I met you first. I watched over you all these years. So why does he—a man you've known for less than four months—mean more to you than I do?Chloe Bishop huddled in the corner, her face pale as paper. It was a long time before she finally emerged from the bathroom.On the grey bed lay a set of clothes.She didn't need to guess—Seth Rollins had prepared them for her.Her own clothes were nowhere to be found in the bathroom; he must have thrown them away. If she wanted to leave, she would have to wear what he had left.Without a second thought, she picked up t
Chloe Bishop woke up in the middle of the night.Her hand brushed against a man's chest in the darkness, and she instinctively assumed it was Xavier Grayson. She murmured reflexively, "Xavier, it's so dark."The man beneath her went stiff, then reached out and patted her back.But her mind was slowly clearing. She caught the scent on him—soap mixed with cigarette smoke—and her heart seized.This wasn't Xavier Grayson's scent.Chloe Bishop shot upright. The scenes from the abandoned factory flooded back into her mind, the final image freezing on Vincent lying in a pool of blood."Seth Rollins—what exactly are you trying to do?"Her face was deathly pale. Though she couldn't see a thing in the dark, she was absolutely certain that the man sharing the bed with her was Seth Rollins.A click—and the room flooded with light.Chloe Bishop saw Seth Rollins lying shirtless on the bed. She scrambled off it and looked down to find herself wearing only a white button-up shirt.Shock and fury blaz
The hospital’s high ceilings echoed with the ghosts of the past, but the living were far colder. Xavier Grayson stood in his private suite, his eyes tracking the red stains he’d seen on Chloe Bishop’s back. The iron scent hadn't come from her—it was too voluminous, too visceral. If it wasn't her bl
The air in the Grayson Manor felt thick with the scent of old blood and fresh betrayals. As the truth—or a carefully crafted version of it—unspooled, the foundations of Chloe Bishop’s world began to crack. Xavier Grayson was no longer just a cold husband; he was becoming a man possessed by a multi-
Chloe Bishop walked through the glass doors of the Bishop Group headquarters, her expression a mask of cold, untouchable elegance. But inside, her mind was a whirlwind of calculations and the lingering echo of a single name: Xavier Grayson.Solomon Song’s expression was grim as they exited the elev
The pristine silence of the Bishop Group lobby was shattered by the rhythmic clinking of metal and the raw, unhinged roars of a man who had lost everything in the span of a single floor's descent. Chloe Bishop’s first act as President had not been a speech, but a purge.Do you have any idea who I a







