Semua Bab Deal With The Devil: Bab 51 - Bab 60

(Bright’s POV) The moment the man stepped into the venue, the entire room went silent. Nobody has to say a thing for us to know that he’s someone respected and feared in the Mafia industry. Ironically, though. If you ask me, Lord Edmund has this angelic face. Not quite literally. But he’s definitely like your Uncle who likes to give cookies as gifts. He doesn’t look that intimidating. It’s just the vibe his surroundings—the guards—make him look untouchable. I wonder what made him the biggest enemy of the Vendetta mafia. He seemed friendly to me. A wave of unease spreads through the casino’s extravagant hall as they dominate the room with their presence. The lively atmosphere froze like someone just pressed pause on reality. I noticed how the clinking of the glasses hover mid-air, conversations die on parted lips, and shoulders stiffened as if the very air turned to ice. Even the women dancing on the poles sense the shift. Their movem

(Bright’s POV) This Hunting Game is brutal. It’s not just a friendly game where you try to run away from their tomato guns just so you don’t get eliminated from the game. This is an actual survival game. It’s about strategy, luck, and sometimes, betrayal. I’ve seen some of them that came in groups, but ended up shooting each other. I don't even know why I'm in this stupid thing, but here I am, running, dodging, and trying not to get caught by whatever insane rules they’ve set up. Let me tell you what. You’re not going to expect what I’m about to say next because— Bryan has saved me more times than I can count. I know it sounds dumb. It started with small things—pushing me out of the way of a trap, throwing me a weapon when I was cornered. But then it just became more thoughtful and protective. He fought for me. It’s unbelievable, but he stood between me and people who clearly wanted me eliminated in this game. He was actual

(Bright’s POV) The entire time that I was in Bryan’s car, you’d be surprised because he’s actually quite nice. He’s just a little haughty sometimes. But he’s definitely a good guy… I guess. He would tell me stories about him as a child. I learned from him that Cole is actually his half brother. They’re from different mothers. And if you’re curious how that happened, I don’t know. I didn’t ask. I thought he’d tell me if he wanted me to know. Nevertheless, I learned a lot from him, especially why their father taught me so much. It turned out that Lord Roberto is actually thinking of passing the position to either of them. That explains the tension between Cole and him. There’s obviously a competition. I’m just starting to realize how serious Cole really is about marrying me. He’s willing to turn his back from his father and to the potential fortune that he might inherit. I won’t be surprised if it’s Bryan that Lord Roberto will choose

(Bryan’s POV) I place the cup of chamomile tea on Lord Roberto’s desk. The rich sweet scent of it fills the four corners of his office as I stand silently beside his table. He barely looked up from, his eyes tucked on the papers in front of him, but I know he appreciated the gesture. This is the reason why I kept doing this for the past twenty seven years of my life. I’m still hoping that maybe, just maybe, he'll finally see me as his son. I’m tired of him shoving to my face how much he favors Cole over me. I understand that I could never replace him as his successor. He's smarter and stronger than me. He knows how to negotiate with the enemies. He knows how to create alliances. He's the perfect heir to his position. Maybe, I should just accept the fact that he’s always going to be better than me. "Did you take your meds?" I asked, looking at him despite his negligence. Father started taking maintenance

(Third Person’s POV) The glam-up team is filled with excitement as they approach Bright’s vanity room. Today is the grand wedding, and they are all excited to make sure that Bright will look his best tonight. Cole had just paid them five times their normal commission just to make sure Bright looked perfect. And it’s not like they don't like Bright for them to not make it happen. They think of him as a doll they could dress up like a princess. He is very beautiful. *Tok* *Tok* *Tok* Lila, the lead hairstylist, knocked on the door with a huge smile plastered on her face. She looks more excited than the person who is about to get married. “Mr. Bright! We’re here to make you look fabulous!” she chimed outside the door. The rest of their group giggled to themselves. However, a few seconds later, there was still silence in the air. They glanced at each other confusedly. Bright had sent them a message that he’s