Masuk"Are you looking for a death wish?" Xavier roared, his eyes flashing with a predatory light.Chloe Bishop slowly lowered the gun, her voice tight but steady. "I had a clear shot. I could have taken him down." If Xavier hadn't appeared when he did, her third bullet would have found its mark."Who the hell asked for your help?" Xavier’s fury didn't abate. His voice dropped to a lethal growl. "Did you not see the rifle in his hand? One twitch of his finger and your head would have been a memory!"Chloe felt her heart sink. The adrenaline that had fueled her marksmanship vanished, replaced by a cold, numbing hollow. Her face went pale. "I’m sorry. I just thought... I thought I could be of some use."Xavier’s expression remained stony. "Remember this: I don't need your 'help,' and I certainly don't need you playing the hero on my behalf. Don't ever be so self-righteous again."Chloe bit her lip, her gaze dropping to the floor mats. "It won't happen again," she whispered.She placed the han
The car screeched to a halt at the edge of the woods. Without a word, Xavier reached into the glove compartment and tossed a cold, heavy handgun into Chloe Bishop’s lap."Stay in the car," he commanded, his eyes burning with a dark, protective fire. He didn't wait for her response, disappearing into the thicket with a dozen elite bodyguards.Chloe stared at the weapon in her lap. She didn't hesitate. She picked it up, feeling the balanced weight of the steel, but she honored his command. She stayed inside. She knew the reality of their world—if twelve professional killers couldn't save the old man, her rushing in would only create a liability. In this high-stakes game, the best way she could help was by not becoming a hostage.Deep in the woods, the air was silent until a sharp CRACK of a gunshot echoed through the trees.Xavier’s face turned predatory. He immediately fired three shots into the air—a signal of overwhelming reinforcement.In a hidden ravine, Vince let out a breath of r
It didn't take long. Chloe emerged carrying a luxury shopping bag and hopped back into the car. With a flourish, she pulled out a vibrant red blazer and a dark, intricately patterned floral shirt.Xavier stared at the garments, his lip twitching in a mixture of disbelief and horror. "This... is your taste?"Chloe held them up like a trophy. "Exactly. Isn't it stunning?"Xavier’s sword-like brows knit together. "I beg to differ."A red suit? A floral shirt? Did this woman take him for a peacock? He briefly suspected she was retaliating for his "narcissism" earlier. Usually, her aesthetic was refined and elegant—where had this sudden burst of flamboyant "pimp" energy come from?Chloe remained unshakably confident. "You’ll see how good it looks once it's on."Xavier was at a loss for words. His current shirt was damp with cold sweat and his jacket was ruined by blood. He couldn't go to the prison gates looking like a casualty. Seeing her so determined to "fix" him, he decided to indulge
Leo Grayson couldn't help but marvel as he watched the little boy's composure. "As expected of my brother’s son. The kid's got ice in his veins."Liam Jr., hearing this, gave a high-and-mighty roll of his eyes, as if to say: I was born brave; it has nothing to do with Xavier.Xavier Grayson didn't waste time. He signaled to one of the cars further back in the convoy. The owner, a business associate, immediately scrambled out, bowing and vacating the vehicle to hand it over to the CEO.Once they were inside the sanctuary of the new car, Chloe Bishop looked at Xavier, her voice raspy from crying. "You need to go to the hospital. The wound on your arm is deep—you’re losing too much blood."The crimson stain had already spread, turning half of his white sleeve into a grisly rag.Xavier remained unfazed, his voice flat. "Didn't you handle it for me last time? You're already an expert."Leo approached the car carrying Liam Jr., and Xavier immediately adjusted his jacket to hide the gore. He
Inside the third car, Sienna was jolted forward, her head nearly colliding with the front seat. Leo Grayson’s reflexes were sharp; he reached out instantly, bracing her body to prevent a head injury."Are you okay?" Leo asked, his voice laced with genuine panic.Arthur Grayson’s voice crackled with urgency. "Leo, there’s been an accident up ahead. It looks like it’s your brother’s car. Get down there and see what happened!"Sienna muttered a quick "I'm fine" before pushing Leo aside and throwing the car door open. Her heart hammered against her ribs, but it wasn't just from fear. A dark, opportunistic thought crossed her mind—Was this it? Was the 'Demon CEO' finally taken down?It was Xavier Grayson’s car, no doubt about it. The lead Rolls Royce had taken the brunt of a collision with a stray truck.Inside the wreckage, Chloe Bishop was frozen. The moment the truck had swerved into their lane, Xavier hadn't reached for the door or his own safety. He had thrown his massive frame over h
For some reason, Chloe felt a sudden, inexplicable spark of pride at Xavier’s backhanded compliment. Before she could catch herself, the words tumbled out: "What about Blueberry?"The moment the question left her lips, she regretted it. Her brain hadn't authorized her mouth to speak, yet there it was—the ultimate comparison.What is wrong with me? she thought. Am I actually jealous? No, I’m just... overthinking. In her subconscious, Chloe refused to admit that the "Demon CEO" was starting to occupy more than just her physical space.Xavier’s eyes darkened, a deep, unreadable glint appearing in his gaze. Chloe tried to play it cool, forcing a breezy laugh. "I was just asking. She’s the nation's 'Little Darling' right now, after all."Xavier watched her clumsy performance for a beat. "You’re a little better than her," he said eventually.Chloe frowned. "Just a little?"Xavier raised an eyebrow. "What else do you want?"This little jealous vixen, he thought, a flicker of amusement crossi
Despite his rare use of the private kitchen, Nanny White ensured the fridge was stocked daily with fresh ingredients, just in case the master of the house felt inspired.Now, Xavier realized he had inadvertently discovered a new chef with considerable potential.He glanced at the steaming bowl of n
Little Maddy was paralyzed with terror. Tears streamed down her flushed face as she wailed, her small voice cracking under the strain. "Daddy, it’s not Mommy’s fault! I guessed it! Mommy didn't say anything to me, I promise..."It was the heartbreaking truth. Even in the depths of her fever and bet
After ending the call with Dr. Julian Vance, Xavier Grayson leaned back against the plush leather of the Rolls-Royce. A rare, languid ease settled over his features; the cold, tectonic lines of his face had softened into something almost approachable. He was a man savoring a victory he hadn't yet f
A flicker of flustered annoyance crossed Xavier Grayson’s eyes. He tightened his grip on Chloe Bishop’s delicate chin, his voice dropping into a possessive growl. "Remember, you are my wife. I do as I please. Do you understand?"With that, he released her and stepped into the steaming water of the







