جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 80

VICTORUpon entering the room, I unfastened my tie and removed my suit jacket, intending to prepare for a bath.Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.My brow furrowed in displeasure at the disturbance.However, the moment I opened the door and saw the visitor, I couldn't help but soften."Miss Demoor, what brings you here?"However, instead of replying, I found her eyes on my body. Just like Kingsport, she watched me, and honestly, under her gaze, I didn't feel truly uncomfortable. But there was a strange pull, something I dared not name before this eighteen-year-old kid.I cleared my throat, earning her attention again. And, unsurprisingly enough, she wasn't ashamed at all but smiled boldly."Mr. Abraham, you mentioned earlier that I could approach you if I required any assistance. I now have a request I would like to make."As she spoke, she gave me a shy smile.I wanted to laugh, honestly. This girl really knew acting. Just a second ago she was letting her eyes feast on me, and

SAVANNA (VERONICA)"Huh?" His eyes snapped up, seemingly caught off guard by my question. "What?"He looked too shocked for someone who would have many women. Does that mean...?"Does that mean you've always been single?" Honestly, I was surprised.Tsk-tsk, what a waste of looks."I must have amused you." His tone was slightly ragged, probably due to shock."Do all rich folks talk like that?""Hmm?" He looked too amused at my words."Nothing. I was just praising you," and lay back on the bed.As I laid peacefully, and yawned, the screen of my phone lit up.Panther sent a message... "Where are you?""We heard from the arena that Gravewolf Mercenaries are targeting us. I'm afraid they're mostly after you.""Are you okay?""They're below my building." I casually typed."What!?" His text popped again, seemingly startled. "Tell me your location, we're coming!""No need, I have help." I replied.When I saw the truck following, I knew it was them. Even though I could just blow them up alone,

VICTORVeronica glanced at the Gravewolf table, then casually looked away, taking a bite of her fruit salad as she said slowly, "I was actually wondering if they're your friends, since they've been staring at you this whole time."My brow raised in sheer appreciation. What a neat move of turning the tables, I thought."It seems there has been a misunderstanding." I smiled."Where will you go later on?" She asked, ignoring the topic."I've got some business to take care of. Do you have any plans? You mentioned yesterday you wanted to go to the arena. I can take you there tonight.""Can I come with you while you handle your business? I don't feel comfortable going out alone. This hotel..." Veronica glanced around at the predatory eyes watching us."I'm not really comfortable staying here by myself. Those people don't seem like the good kind."She had already come to Baycrest, made mysterious enemies out of one of the high-rank mercenary groups, and she was scared? Well, that was certain

VICTOR"Oh, that's your shipment?" Marco said, sounding mildly surprised before quickly bringing his hands together in an exaggerated apology."My bad, my bad. My guys just got here and stirred things up like that. Honestly, that's on us, completely unacceptable."I stayed calm. I had seen this type before. People who tried to flex their power without saying it outright, sending that quiet message that they're not to be messed with.And by his reaction, he seemed to have pulled this trick quite a lot with success. However, unfortunately, this time he hit a nail.These tactics weren't threats, they were basically suicide."Return everything you took, exactly as you took it. If even a single item is missing, you're going to regret ever stepping foot in Baycrest." My tone was calm, yet the edge of the warning wasn't."Of course, Mr. Abraham. No need to be upset. I'll personally make it right with you later and deliver everything back myself. Nothing will be touched."He flashed a smile a

SAVANNA (VERONICA)I returned after a while."Mr. Abraham, are you done here? It's getting late—I'm starting to get a little hungry," I said as I walked in."Hmm." He stood up and walked over to me. "Let's go back then."There was no trace of the "cold, ruthless" mafia boss he had just portrayed; instead, the familiar business tycoon now stood before me.I couldn't help but let my eyes slide a little over his neat attire, drifting back to the night when I had a glimpse of his firm abs and tattoos back in Norvale.Ah, how I wished to have a peek again!We were about to walk out when the dark muzzles of guns turned to us.Victor turned around. His eyes flashed with cold, murderous intent that was not a threat at all.Marco lit another cigar, his gaze lingered on Victor for a few seconds before shifting to me. After a while, he gestured, instructing his men to put their guns away."You've got three days," Victor's voice rolled out in fluent Portuguese, before he walked out.With a smirk,