ログインNyra adjusted the strap of her handbag, her movements tense and determined. She was ready to leave, to face the Chairman no matter the cost.Kaizen suddenly stepped in front of the door, blocking her path with his tall frame.“You don’t have to go anymore.”She stared at him in disbelief, heart pounding. “Kaizen…”“Please.” His voice was gentle but firm.“I’m not giving up at the dying minute,” she whispered, tears shimmering in her eyes. “You don’t understand what this scholarship means to me. It means everything.”Kaizen smiled softly, his gaze filled with quiet affection. “I know.”“Then stop…..”“Stop packing,” he interrupted gently.She frowned, confused. “What?”Instead of answering, he pointed toward her phone lying on the coffee table. “It just rang.”Nyra picked it up with trembling fingers. A new email from Blackthorne Heights University waited in her inbox. Her breath caught as she opened it.“Dear Miss Nyra Solenne… Following the decision of the University Senate, your sch
The penthouse had never felt so silent. Its vast, luxurious spaces, once a sanctuary, now pressed in on Nyra like invisible walls. For the first time since she had moved in, the elegance felt cold and confining rather than comforting. She stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, arms wrapped tightly around herself, staring out at the glittering lights of Vancouver. The city pulsed with life below, cars weaving through streets like blood through veins but she couldn’t bring herself to admire it. Every passing headlight made her heart stutter with paranoia. Is that them? Have they come for me? Every distant knock or elevator ding sent icy chills racing down her spine.She pulled her cardigan tighter, the soft fabric offering little warmth against the fear gnawing at her insides. Her bare feet padded slowly toward the living room. Three unfamiliar men stood just outside the entrance, each dressed in sharp black suits, tiny earpieces glinting under the hallway lights. They carried themselv
Nyra's laughter slowly faded into sleepy murmurs as the wine finally took its toll. She leaned against Kaizen's shoulder, her eyelids fluttering shut."You're... surprisingly comfortable," she mumbled, words slurring together.Kaizen chuckled softly. "That's the wine talking.""No..." She poked his chest weakly, missing and landing on his neck instead. She giggled at her own clumsiness. "That's me talking. You've got two heads...""I only have one." His mind replayed to her drunk self at the inn as he chuckled. "I can clearly see two." She narrowed her eyes dramatically before bursting into another fit of laughter.Kaizen shook his head and sighhed. "Hopeless."Her smile slowly softened, the laughter disappeared. She looked at him for a long moment."You know... I'm scared."The words came out so quietly they almost disappeared into the silence."What if I lose everything? What if my scholarship never comes back? What if... what if tomorrow changes everything..what if….?"Kaizen's
Kaizen got back to the penthouse only for him to meet Nyra, parking her stuff, eyes red and swollen from heavy tears. “Nyra please stop, I have a solution to this.”“Just listen to me.”“Kaizen please, let me be…I'm tired of listening to all of your lies.”“Finally your chairman has withdrawn my scholarship with his power because I refuse to be his alleged daughter.”“Just let me leave this environment, it's toxic!!!” Nyra has actually misunderstood this, his father is the real monster but he doesn't know how to explain this.. mustering all the strength left with him he mummured softly “please don't leave me Nyra.” She stared at him with so much disgust, I'm worried about my scholarship, you're worried about me leaving you. “You're selfish Kaizen… ok fine” she sniffed.“I won't leave you if I can get back my scholarship.”“Everything I worked for?” Huhnn…“My brilliance got me a scholarship and now I'm being denied ?” tears streamed her face like a river.“I'll explain….but you
What a long day, he had barely had time to eat, rest or get to the Penthouse…not even check on Nyra, still hoping she'll still be at the hospital.The fear of not wanting to break the sad news to her made him not to put a call through. The underground empire looked different that night, no roaring crowd, no deafening music,no blood soaking the ring even the corridors were unusually quiet, as if everyone had been warned to stay away.Kaizen walked through the steel gates without flinching as usual, the guards recognized him immediately and stepped aside. They knew something was wrong between Kaizen and the chairman, he hasn't been fighting lately but has been earning more than other fighters. One of them muttered under his breath,"He's not here to fight."Another answered,"No… he's here because the chairman summoned him."The heavy doors opened, the Chairman sat alone at the end of a long table, lazily swirling a glass of whiskey. He smiled before Kaizen spoke."I wondered how long
Someone very powerful requested that it be terminated."The university corridors buzzed with students rushing to lectures… Kaizen ignored every greeting thrown his way.His destination was the Registrar's Office then the VC’s office…he had barely drove at a normal speed after the call. The letter from the mysterious woman still weighed heavily inside his jacket…everything from his Father's mansion replayed vividly. He got to the office and after knocking twice, a secretary ushered him inside.The Registrar adjusted his glasses before speaking."Mr. Arclair.""I've been expecting you."Kaizen frowned."You know why I'm here?"The older man sighed."It's about Miss Nyra Solenne."Kaizen's pulse quickened."What happened?"The Registrar opened a sealed file."We received instructions yesterday, but it was confirmed not quite long."He slid a document across the polished desk…At the top of the document, stamped boldly in red…SCHOLARSHIP TERMINATEDKaizen stared at the page as if the
Nyra wakes around 2AM because of noises in the penthouse kitchen. She walks downstairs irritated, expecting lousy Kaizen was up to something.Instead, she found him alone.Bloody, not dramatically bloody….Worse and quietly injured.His knuckles are torn open while he washes blood down the sin
“Absolutely not.”Kaizen leaned back in the chair like the Vice chancellor’s office bored him physically.Stuck in the same room as Kaizen Arclair while faculty deens discussed his failing grades like it was a national emergency.Kaizen looked completely unbothered by the entire conversation, like
Nyra's pov Attending the Blackthorne Heights Freshers Gala was probably a terrible idea, Whiich was exactly why I went. The entire campus had been talking about the party since morning. Apparently it was less of a “welcome event” and more of an elite social parade where rich freshmen showed
Nyra's POV The first time Kaizen Arclair ruined my life, he did it with one comment.I stared at my phone screen inside the crowded café kitchen, barely hearing the manager yell at someone behind me.“TOP SCHOLARSHIP WINNER OF BLACKTHORNE HEIGHTS UNIVERSITY.”My picture sat proudly under the headl







