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Celena clung to Liam, her sobs echoing for what seemed like an eternity before she finally stepped back, her cheeks wet with tears. Her bright eyes, usually so full of life, were then bloodshot from crying.She sniffled, her mind clearing, and noticed the wet patch on Liam's shirt right over his heart. Her face flushed with embarrassment."Oh... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... Your shirt's all wet. Let me dry it off..."She reached for a tissue from the coffee table and started dabbing at the damp fabric.Liam gently caught her hand, his gaze soft and caring. "Celena, if anyone ever gives you trouble, you come straight to me. Don't hold it all in. You're with me, and your tears are only meant for me, okay?"Her cheeks warmed even more, and she murmured, looking down, "Liam, thank you, for everything you do for me...""Silly girl..."He chuckled, affectionately tousling her hair before pulling her back into a comforting embrace.Alone time was rare for Liam and Celena, and he che

The man in the mask twisted in agony, his eyes wide with horror as Liam approached. His voice shook as he cried out, "Stay... Stay back, who are you? You... ugh..."He could not even finish before another wave of blood spilled from his mouth, his face twisting in pain.He knew, despite Liam's mercy, that kick had nearly shattered his insides.Liam moved closer, his figure casting a long shadow in the chilling moonlight, giving off an eerie vibe.Those eyes of Liam's, icy and piercing, seemed to channel the ferocity of a demon under the moon's glow, striking fear straight into the soul.The chill Liam radiated sent shivers down the man's spine, and he begged, "Please, I made a mistake... Have mercy..."Liam let out a disdainful, mocking snort, peering down at him. "I'm running out of patience. You've got one chance. Who sent you?"The man trembled at the question, his voice quivering with dread. "If I tell you, will you let me live?"Another icy snort from Liam, his impatience c

Boom!!That one line hit the man in the black mask like a bolt from the blue, leaving him totally shell-shocked!His... His men!!?What did that mean!?Was he not just some commander's lackey, but the commander himself?That would mean he's...The Commander-in-chief of Pendragon!!The King Pendragon of Biskeland!The masked man had survived the massacre three years back, and he was filled with a mix of deep respect and terror for that commander, a man of almost mythical power!Since that day, Westernia has hailed him as King Pendragon!!The man in the black mask was completely lost, his mind a whirlwind of fear. Just the thought of tangling with King Pendragon's henchmen was enough to terrify him, but to actually come face-to-face with King Pendragon himself was unthinkable!That was the man who had once single-handedly decimated the Dark Web's headquarters, the same man who had effortlessly taken down the Dark Web's notorious founder, Raymond, in a blink.The pressure was

Laird paused, pondering, before probing further, "Mr. Abbott, level with me, is the person you're after really just a regular Joe? If they were, why would anyone be so scared?"Wasyl was skeptical, thinking Laird was just making excuses. "Ordinary? You can't get more ordinary. It's a woman and a guy who's nothing but an ex-soldier. Laird, are these hitmen you're finding even legit? They're too chicken to take on this job? Or is it the cash they're sniffing at? Fine, I'll go straight to 150 thousand dollars. That kind of money could take out two people, and I'm just asking for an arm..."Laird listened to Wasyl's rant with growing annoyance. The job was a no-brainer, targeting the most average Joe imaginable, and yet someone had the nerve to send it back!If it were not for the hefty paycheck Wasyl was waving, Laird would have ignored the whole thing. Low-level gigs like that barely registered a blip on the Dark Web's radar.Laird stayed quiet, lost in thought, prompting Wasyl to pr

"How did it flop again!? Wasyl, what's the deal? You said your guy was top-notch. How could it go sideways like this? That Dark Web is a joke, a sham! Even so-called pros can't handle a simple beatdown!"Cheryl's tirade was fierce, but it was not enough to quell her fury. She hammered her fists onto Wasyl's arm, yelling, "Can't you find someone who can actually get the job done? It's just a beatdown, for crying out loud, and you botch even that. Ahhhh... It's driving me nuts!"Wasyl's face was a mask of misery. Cheryl's words echoed in his head, along with Laird's recent spiel, leaving him utterly confused.Was Laird playing him for a fool?He had heard all about the Dark Web, that notorious assassin's network with international clout. It was supposed to be a simple job, putting Liam in his place. However, then, it was a mess, way more trouble than it should have been. He had never heard of the Dark Web dropping the ball on a job.The more he thought about it, the more Wasyl was s