LOGINEthan was awake the next morning as Anna knocked on the door. He quickly sat up and Anna entered. She greeted him good morning and told him to come downstairs for breakfast; she added that if he couldn't walk, she'd be glad to assist him, but he politely declined, saying he felt better that Dr. Richard attended to his injuries yesterday.
Anna said, "Oh, no problem, but make sure you come downstairs to eat."
Anna left later. Ethan then lied down back, feeling the soft bed. He said, "This is better than being in the cold cell."
He went to shower and freshened up. He limped as he went down; his injuries had just started healing, but they were not fully healed. He saw guards stationed in the living room, their expressions tense and cold; neither of them even looked at him. Anna saw him and said, "Come, come."
Ethan got to the dining and sat down. He was surprised at the different delicacies of food there. Anna laughed seeing his expression. She said, "Eat up, child. The food is all yours."
Ethan widened his eyes. "All for me?"
She smiled and nodded. Ethan picked his spoon and started to eat small, but the food was delicious. He didn't know when he started to eat fast, grains of rice falling from his mouth. Anna looked at him in pity, seeing how he was eating; it was obvious that he had been starved.
Ethan noticed Anna's gaze and realized that he had been eating rushed. He stopped eating and apologized, "I'm sorry for my ill manners."
Anna rushed to tell him, "Child, no, don't apologize. It's okay, I understand. And Sir Damien instructed for you to be well fed."
Ethan, hearing that, started to feel Damien isn't that bad. He was grateful.
BLACKWOOD GROUP
In the boardroom in Blackwood Group, Elijah was seen trying to calm the board of directors, but it was all to no avail as they were furious and requesting to see Damien. One man, Mr. Grayson, looked at Elijah.
"What nonsense is this? We asked to see the CEO. Why is it you, the mere assistant, that's answering us? This is unacceptable!"
Elijah said, "Calm down, the CEO is on his way."
Grayson doesn't calm down; instead, he erupted, saying, "The CEO has no respect for us!"
Damien walked in and said, "Kindly repeat what you said, Grayson."
As the directors saw Damien walk in, they quickly turned quiet. Even Grayson was quiet; he stammered as Damien's cold eyes were on him. Grayson said, "Nothi...ing, sir. I said nothing, don't mind me."
Damien sat down and said, "Can I know why you all are committing a nuisance in the company, shouting like mad dogs?"
They were all visibly offended by the way he addressed them, but they knew not to cross him. Grayson, seeing Damien's confusion, spoke up and said, "Sir, we called you here because of a serious issue. A photo leaked to one of our directors."
Damien furrowed his eyebrows, wondering what was his business with a photo delivered to a director. Grayson said, "Sir, you'll understand upon seeing the photo."
He passed the photo to Damien. Damien frowned seeing the contents; it was a photo of him carrying Ethan in his arms in front of Metropolis Prison. Grayson, seeing Damien's silence, said, "Can you explain who that man is, sir?"
Damien looked at Grayson with a cold gaze. He stood up and walked to the window, his back facing the directors. "And when did my personal affairs become any of your business?"
This left the directors speechless. They refused to let it go down like that. Grayson said, "But sir, what if the photo leaked online? It would cause controversies around you and could affect the company and our shares."
Damien didn't turn back; he only said, "Hmmm, I see. Since ten years ago that I've been put in power, has any of your shares been affected? Tell me."
No one made a sound, as it was the truth; Damien brought the Blackwood Group to where it was today. Damien stood at the window, his back still turned to them, not hearing any response. He turned and looked at them all. "Let this be the last time any of you interfere in my personal affairs, or you'll have yourselves to blame."
With that, he left with Elijah following behind him.
The Vale Manor
Light opens in the Vale Manor. A fat old man was being caressed by two young ladies; he was being fed by them when suddenly a man rushed into the room. The man was irritated at the interruption. He shouted at his assistant that just burst into the room, "You fool! How many times have I told you not to interrupt my sessions?"
The assistant apologized to his boss, "I'm sorry, sir. It was important, that's why."
The boss asked angrily, "What could be so important?"
The assistant signaled to his boss, "It can't be said here, sir."
The man called out to the ladies, "Beautiful damsels, please go and have fun in the living room. I'll join you soon."
They obeyed and went. The man then said, "Speak."
The assistant said, "Sir, I received a call from Officer Rockwell that your nephew, Ethan, has been released from prison."
Stanley threw the wine glass he was sipping from on the ground. He shouted, "What? How is that possible? Who released him?"
The assistant said, "I asked him also, sir, but he said he has no idea. The higher-ups are the ones in charge and have decided to keep it a secret."
Stanley was disturbed by this. He started pacing around the room. He then ordered his assistant, "Call Roger. Tell him to find Ethan by all means, and if they find him, they should kill him. He's caused me enough trouble."
The assistant said, "Okay, sir," and left the room.
Stanley looked into nothing at all, saying, "Oh dear nephew, you're so eager to see your parents and I'll grant your wish".
Ethan spent the entire day drifting in and out of sleep. The silence of the mansion was a jarring luxury compared to the screaming halls of Metropolis Prison. He was grateful to Damien ,he knew Damien had saved him but the mystery of Damien’s agenda loomed over him like a shadow, he may be naive but he surely knows that someone like Damien Blackwood wouldn't do anything for free. There was a reason he was considered a ruthless businessman.His thoughts kept drifting toward the life he’d lost. He was in his final year of business school when his life took a dark turn. He sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers itching for a textbook or even a phone. He was desperate to know what was happening in the outside world was the media still dragging his name through the mud? Was his uncle throwing a victory party? But he had nothing. No phone, no internet, only the four expensive walls of his new cage.A sharp knock at the door startled him. He scrambled to open it, expecting to see Anna’s kin
Ethan was awake the next morning as Anna knocked on the door. He quickly sat up and Anna entered. She greeted him good morning and told him to come downstairs for breakfast; she added that if he couldn't walk, she'd be glad to assist him, but he politely declined, saying he felt better that Dr. Richard attended to his injuries yesterday.Anna said, "Oh, no problem, but make sure you come downstairs to eat."Anna left later. Ethan then lied down back, feeling the soft bed. He said, "This is better than being in the cold cell."He went to shower and freshened up. He limped as he went down; his injuries had just started healing, but they were not fully healed. He saw guards stationed in the living room, their expressions tense and cold; neither of them even looked at him. Anna saw him and said, "Come, come."Ethan got to the dining and sat down. He was surprised at the different delicacies of food there. Anna laughed seeing his expression. She said, "Eat up, child. The food is all yours.
You just made the right choice,” Damien said calmly.He walked toward Ethan and extended his hand.Ethan stared at it. His eyes lingered on Damien’s hand, hesitation filling him at first.Slowly, Ethan reached out. His hand was weak as he placed it in Damien’s whose grip was strong and without hesitation pulled him up.The moment Ethan stood, his legs trembled violently beneath him. His body, weakened by torture and starvation, could barely support his weight. He staggered slightly, nearly collapsing, but Damien’s hand remained on him, holding him steady.Damien’s cold eyes scanned him briefly, observing his fragile state. His gaze dropped to Ethan’s trembling legs, and his expression hardened slightly.“You’ll slow me down,” Damien said.Before Ethan could react, Damien stepped forward and lifted him effortlessly.Ethan froze instantly, shock flooding his face. Embarrassment burned through him as he realized he was being carried.“W-what are you doing?” Ethan asked weakly, his voice fi
Ethan froze, disbelief rendering him completely silent as his mind struggled to process what he had just heard. Had the living Yama truly asked him to marry him? The words felt impossible absurd and unreal like something his broken mind had invented to escape the pain. He stared at Damien desperately, waiting for him to correct himself, to reveal that it was nothing more than a cruel joke. But Damien said nothing. His expression remained calm, composed, and terrifyingly serious, offering Ethan no escape from the reality of what had just been said.And suddenly, Ethan laughed.The sound was weak and unsteady, bordering on hysteria, and the movement sent sharp pain shooting through his ribs. Still, he couldn’t stop. The absurdity of the situation overwhelmed him completely. This man the most feared businessman in the country, the living Yama himself was standing in front of him, proposing marriage as if it were nothing more than a simple transaction.“You…” Ethan breathed between broken
Metropolis Prison was the most dangerous prison in the country, a place where the most violent criminals were kept. Murderers, serial killers, and men whose names inspired fear lived within its walls. It was not a place meant for someone like Ethan Vale.Ethan lay on his bed or rather, what could barely be called a bed. It was only a thin mat infested with bugs that crawled freely across his weak body. His delicate skin had turned red from countless bites, irritated and swollen. If it had been his first day in this prison, Ethan would never have allowed himself to sleep on something like that. He had once been someone who lived in comfort, someone who valued cleanliness and dignity. But now, he was no longer the rich heir but a weak, exhausted, and broken prisoner.He no longer had the strength to care. So he lay there and slept, despite the discomfort.His prison mate, Dovan, sat nearby, watching him quietly. Dovan was a hardened man who had seen many criminals come and go, but Ethan

![The mafia King's Pet [M×M]](https://acfs1.goodnovel.com/dist/src/assets/images/book/43949cad-default_cover.png)





