Jason exited the Smith villa and headed straight for the Phoenix Cruiser, Elvis’s chosen meeting spot. But on the way, he made a call to Jamal for help. He knew Jamal was more than just a CEO. The man had his hands deep in the Eclipse Organization’s real operations, and that included command over a private military company. Jason intended to put that to good use.Rescuing Vanessa? That would be the easy part, even if that bastard had a dozen trained men with him. But this wasn’t just about a rescue. This was about making a statement. Elvis needed to understand exactly how bad he’d messed up.He dared to kidnap Jason’s fiancée?That was a direct challenge. And Jason wasn’t the kind of man to take that lightly.He might not be in love with Vanessa, but she was still his fiancée. And that meant she was under his protection. And by doing what he did, Elvis had just signed his warranty to a world of hurt.The call connected. Jamal picked up on the first ring.“Mr. Wolfe, what do you need
Back in the yacht, Elvis glanced at one of his men and asked. “Is he here yet?” “Not yet boss. Some of the men are keeping a lookout for him outside and there is no sign of him.” “Maybe he won't be coming, he is afraid of your boss.” One of the men claimed, with a smirk.Elvis mulled over the possibility for a moment, but then dismissed it. He remembered Jason well—arrogant, confident, and more than capable in a fight. Jason wasn’t the type to back down from a challenge. He would definitely show up, trying to play the hero.And that’s when Elvis would make him regret it.And even if Jason was genuinely afraid, Elvis was confident he could find him. “Either way, I’ll find him. He can’t hide from me.”He turned to one of his men. “Let me know the moment he shows up. Escort him to me unharmed. I’ll deal with him myself.”Elvis then crouched down in front of Vanessa, a twisted smile tugging at his lips. He touched her face, his arm lifting up her chin and forcing her to look at him. Va
The guard's warning caught Elvis off guard. His grin disappeared for a split second. He didn’t expect Jason to actually be here, he had assumed that, the nobody would refuse to do it because he’d be too afraid to come here and face him. However even though he had come, Jason had made a grave mistake, because he just walked himself into a death trap. Well, that's what Elvis believed.Just as quickly as his grin disappeared, a dark chuckle bubbled from his chest. “Well, well, well,” he muttered,directing his gaze at Vanessa,“Seems I was wrong. The little dog of yours finally came out of hiding.”Vanessa's face lightened up with hope when she heard the mention of Jason. He was here for her? She was relieved. However at the same time she worried that Jason's attempt to rescue her would be futile. He seriously couldn't stand up against Elvis and his men. He was just one person against more than a dozen of Elvis's men. She had seen Jason fight, but still his skills wouldn't be enough to
Elvis coughed, wheezing. He clawed at Jason’s arm with his hand, “Unhand… me… you imbecile,” he struggled to breath out, yet he was still trying to act like he had control.Jason leaned in closer, tightening his grip on Elvis' neck.“You’re nothing,”Then he pulled him off the beam , and slammed him again. Just as Elvis was almost out of breath Jason let him go. Elvis gasped, choking on air as Jason dropped him into the ground. He collapsed to his knees and touched his throat. He looked at Jason, his eyes bloodshot.“You… you don’t know who you’re messing with,” Elvis wheezed, coughing hard. “I’m a Montgomery, you idiot! When I get out of here, I’ll… make sure you and your family are wiped off the face of the earth.”Jason heard his threat, however he couldn't be threatened by someone like Elvis. Without warning, Jason twisted Elvis’s arm behind his back and snapped the elbow inward with a sickening crunch.Crack! The sound of the arm breaking rang out throughout the deck.Elvis scre
One early morning. Jason sat at the counter, gazing into the amber liquid in his glass. He looked like a man with nowhere to be, dressed plainly and enveloped by quietness. The bar had no patrons, empty, with just him and the bartender wiping down glasses, and the faint sound of a TV playing last night’s news. His eyes drifted to the screen. The anchor was talking about market shifts, corporate deals, etcetera. A headline crawled across the bottom: Smith Royale in Financial Trouble. Jason recognized the name Smith Royale. It was a powerhouse of a company. Prestigious. Powerful. And it was owned by the Smith's, his fiancée’s family. Looking away, Jason didn't pay too much attention to the talking head on the TV and took a slow sip from his glass, enjoying the cold taste of the drink in his mouth. Just Then, a voice behind him disturbed the quiet. "You shouldn’t be here." Jason didn't turn around, instead he glanced at the reflection in the bar mirror. A man in a black coat
Jason showed no mercy to the men. Cole had ignored him, thinking he wasn't on his level, and so he had left his minions to do the job for him. And that left Jason feeling disrespected. It was clear that Cole didn't see him as a worthy opponent. He probably saw him as nothing more than a street-level punk that a few goons could handle. Did he really think Jason was some average fighter who could be taken down by lackeys? If so, he had severely miscalculated. Effortlessly defeating the lackeys was his way of sending a message to Cole. Jason walked out of the bar, leaving the unconscious guys sprawled out on the bar's floor. Walking into the city, he reached for his coat pocket and took out a piece of paper. It was a contract. But not just any contract, a marriage contract that his master had arranged a long time ago to settle an old debt. Jason had come to this city on a mission for the eclipse syndicate, sent to retrieve something important. But before he left, his master had
The lady's fingers moved to the telephone and without hesitation, she made the call. “We’ve got a problem at the front desk,” she said, scowling in annoyance. “Some lunatic is out here claiming he’s Miss Smith's fiance.” Lunatic? Jason did not appreciate being labeled that, however he let it slide for now. He didn't want to cause a scene right now, and give his future wife's staff a bad impression of him. Within seconds, someone appeared. It was the head of security, a towering man with a chest like a fortress war. Frowning, he sized Jason up, demanding, “You got an appointment? No? Then get lost.” Without moving, or showing any sign of being fazed, Jason answered, sounding a little amused, “Yeah… no. I think I’ll stay.” The security guard was already annoyed. Well of course, he would be annoyed, because it sounded like Jason was underestimating his authority as the head of security. Not having any of it, he reached for Jason’s shoulder. Surprising him, Jason caught his wri
Jason shut the door behind him, nonchalantly slipping his hands into his pockets as he met her gaze. His eyes roamed over her, not for too long, but it was enough for him to see how beautiful she was.Vanessa noticed the way his gaze swept over her, brief, but not dismissive. It wasn’t the lingering stare of a man entranced by beauty, but more like someone assessing something of value. Nonetheless, that was enough to irritate her. "I asked you a question. Who are you?" She demanded, her frown deepening. Jason took a step forward, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly. "Jason," he said simply.Vanessa’s patience was already running out. "Jason who? And why are you in my office?”"Jason Wolfe. I suppose you could say… I’m here on personal business." Jason answered.Vanessa's eyes widened at that statement. Personal business? What business could this man possibly have with her? And dressed like that, he looked downright suspicious. She felt a cold shiver creep up her spine. Has so
Elvis coughed, wheezing. He clawed at Jason’s arm with his hand, “Unhand… me… you imbecile,” he struggled to breath out, yet he was still trying to act like he had control.Jason leaned in closer, tightening his grip on Elvis' neck.“You’re nothing,”Then he pulled him off the beam , and slammed him again. Just as Elvis was almost out of breath Jason let him go. Elvis gasped, choking on air as Jason dropped him into the ground. He collapsed to his knees and touched his throat. He looked at Jason, his eyes bloodshot.“You… you don’t know who you’re messing with,” Elvis wheezed, coughing hard. “I’m a Montgomery, you idiot! When I get out of here, I’ll… make sure you and your family are wiped off the face of the earth.”Jason heard his threat, however he couldn't be threatened by someone like Elvis. Without warning, Jason twisted Elvis’s arm behind his back and snapped the elbow inward with a sickening crunch.Crack! The sound of the arm breaking rang out throughout the deck.Elvis scre
The guard's warning caught Elvis off guard. His grin disappeared for a split second. He didn’t expect Jason to actually be here, he had assumed that, the nobody would refuse to do it because he’d be too afraid to come here and face him. However even though he had come, Jason had made a grave mistake, because he just walked himself into a death trap. Well, that's what Elvis believed.Just as quickly as his grin disappeared, a dark chuckle bubbled from his chest. “Well, well, well,” he muttered,directing his gaze at Vanessa,“Seems I was wrong. The little dog of yours finally came out of hiding.”Vanessa's face lightened up with hope when she heard the mention of Jason. He was here for her? She was relieved. However at the same time she worried that Jason's attempt to rescue her would be futile. He seriously couldn't stand up against Elvis and his men. He was just one person against more than a dozen of Elvis's men. She had seen Jason fight, but still his skills wouldn't be enough to
Back in the yacht, Elvis glanced at one of his men and asked. “Is he here yet?” “Not yet boss. Some of the men are keeping a lookout for him outside and there is no sign of him.” “Maybe he won't be coming, he is afraid of your boss.” One of the men claimed, with a smirk.Elvis mulled over the possibility for a moment, but then dismissed it. He remembered Jason well—arrogant, confident, and more than capable in a fight. Jason wasn’t the type to back down from a challenge. He would definitely show up, trying to play the hero.And that’s when Elvis would make him regret it.And even if Jason was genuinely afraid, Elvis was confident he could find him. “Either way, I’ll find him. He can’t hide from me.”He turned to one of his men. “Let me know the moment he shows up. Escort him to me unharmed. I’ll deal with him myself.”Elvis then crouched down in front of Vanessa, a twisted smile tugging at his lips. He touched her face, his arm lifting up her chin and forcing her to look at him. Va
Jason exited the Smith villa and headed straight for the Phoenix Cruiser, Elvis’s chosen meeting spot. But on the way, he made a call to Jamal for help. He knew Jamal was more than just a CEO. The man had his hands deep in the Eclipse Organization’s real operations, and that included command over a private military company. Jason intended to put that to good use.Rescuing Vanessa? That would be the easy part, even if that bastard had a dozen trained men with him. But this wasn’t just about a rescue. This was about making a statement. Elvis needed to understand exactly how bad he’d messed up.He dared to kidnap Jason’s fiancée?That was a direct challenge. And Jason wasn’t the kind of man to take that lightly.He might not be in love with Vanessa, but she was still his fiancée. And that meant she was under his protection. And by doing what he did, Elvis had just signed his warranty to a world of hurt.The call connected. Jamal picked up on the first ring.“Mr. Wolfe, what do you need
30 minutes earlier, Jason stared at the report Jamal had sent him, his expression unreadable. He found out some interesting stuff about Marvin. On paper, the man looked like royalty, his family’s net worth clocked in at over forty billion dollars, with deep roots in tech, shipping, and so forth.Marvin was a legacy baby with deep pockets. But maybe that explained why he had such an annoying and shallow personality.Not that everyone with money acted that way, but Marvin sure did act like that. He was the type to think his wealth could buy anything, including respect. The kind of guy who walked into a room and expected people to fall over themselves just to breathe the same air as him.Jason smirked to himself, and thought, ‘No wonder the guy had the nerve to try and buy me off. Idiots like him, always think everything’s for sale.’Jason took a sip from a glass of water, his other hand holding up his smartphone. Just then, the phone buzzed in his hands, and a message from Jamal poppe
Vanessa shuddered at his words, disgust rising in her throat.Elvis took a step closer, whispering, “I haven't forgotten about you Vanessa, and you need to understand that, you're mine.” He shamelessly declared.Vanessa’s scowl deepened. She didn't even know where he got that idea, that she belonged to him. But just the thought of him disgusted her. Her voice trembled with fury and she spat, “Ew, you’re disgusting. I would never be yours."Hearing Vanessa’s blunt rejection, Elvis' face twisted with rage. How dare she defy him? How dare she call him disgusting?In a blink, Elvis lunged forward and grabbed her by the hair, yanking her head back. She gasped, her hands flying up instinctively."How dare you speak to me like that," he hissed, his face inches from hers. His eyes bulged, wild with fury, as if they might burst from their sockets. He looked every bit the psychopath he was."I’ve been nice long enough, bitch."Marvin, up until now frozen, finally snapped. “Hey, let her go!”He
“Elvis, dear, can we talk about what the problem is?” Seraphina suggested, gesturing to a seat across from her. Elvis’s head snapped at Seraphina, but his eyes stayed cold.“Sit down? What is this, brunch? I didn’t come here to chit-chat, Seraphina. I came for Jason. Tell him to drag his sorry ass down here. Now!” He demanded. When the Smith family heard Elvis was here for Jason, they all exchanged confused looks. Jason Wolfe? What could that stray possibly have done to piss off Elvis Montgomery?Then again… none of them really cared. If anything, they were mildly relieved. Maybe Elvis would take him out for them.Cassira Smith scoffed. “This is about Jason?” She rolled her eyes dramatically. “Please. You’re barking up the wrong house, darling. That stray doesn’t live here. But if you're here to get rid of him? You’d be doing us all a favor.”Seraphina didn’t even blink.“Jason’s trying to force his way into this family,” she said, her tone flat and bitter. “Frankly, we’d be better o
People gathered around the scene. Some screamed in horror, others just stood there, oddly indifferent to everything, while a few pulled out their phones, more interested in recording the moment than understanding it.Meanwhile, Jason disappeared into the crowd. A few seconds later, he run into Grayson's house. He burst through the front door. Hoping to catch the person responsible for Grayson's death before they left, only to find it empty. Jason cursed. Whoever killed Grayson had slipped out just seconds ahead of him.This meant only one thing. Other people and probably organization were also looking for the obsidian dagger. He knew this would happen sooner or later, so he wasn't surprised. But it meant that, now he would have to work quickly and try to find it before someone else did.Finding Elara Von Halen was a perfect place to start.Once outside, Jason pulled out his phone and called Jamal White. "Grayson's dead. Someone got to him just after I left. But I still got some in
Jason turned to Grayson and casually approached the bloody man. He was still tied to the chair, and gagged so he couldn't say anything, however he had a terrified look across his face as Jason approached him. Having witnessed the way this man effortlessly took down three armed men, Grayson was rightly terrified for his life. He thought Jason must be some special military person, if he was that skillful. Was he going to harm him?"Grayson Leung?" Jason asked, like he was confirming a grocery list. He reached out and removed the gag from Grayson's mouth, allowing him to breathe out. “Can you answer some questions for me, Mr Leung?” Jason asked, his voice was casual, yet it made Grayson’s skin crawl. There was something about it that made him feel even more vulnerable than when he’d been tortured.Grayson flinched, swallowing hard. The way Jason already knew his name was unsettling. He could only assume this was yet another threat, someone else looking to hurt him. “Yeah... yeah,” he r