Chapter Eugene Novels & Stories

Eugene said in excited tone. For some reason, Joshua saw a little resemblance between Eugene and Celine. They have the same expression every time they are excited to share information: widening their eyes, raising their brows, scrunching their nose and lifting their index fingers upward. "You won't believe this, master. But while walking alone, I saw a bug that is as big as my fist!" "..." "It's true!" "I didn't say that I don't believe you." "But you're expression says so." "Ahh, really? Sorry about that."

“Don’t be so down, I’m sure my nieces and nephews will inherit all the beautiful genes from our family.” I elbowed him, cringing at the sound of Egor’s cry echoing through the speakers. “I can’t think that far in the future.” It’s strange to talk about these things with Klaus. This is more of the Devin kinda conversation. My friend hummed, “why not? That girl is gonna break Egor any moment now.” Egor’s weep is distressing. He can’t speak, he’s trying to but Rylee is not yet done with her ‘thing’. With an electric drill in her hands, she rounded Egor, taunting her prey, inflicting fear that’s showing in his pale green eyes.

Eugene's POV I walked into my master bedroom, the heavy double doors shutting out the suffocating silence of the corridor. I didn't turn on the lights. Instead, I stripped off my casual grey shirt, throwing it toward the armchair, and paced the length of the dark room. My mind was working at lightning speed, shifting into the cold, calculated state I used to dismantle failing corporate boards. I needed a strategy. Last night had been a tactical disaster, but I was not a man who allowed disasters to dictate his life. I was Eugene Vance. I controlled my outcomes.

I don’t turn immediately, hoping that he will leave without me having to speak to him. When he doesn’t take the hint. I finally speak. “You shouldn’t be here,” I say, folding the parchment carefully. “I live here.” There is no accusation in his tone. That makes it worse. I finally turn to look at him. Eugene stands near the door, hands clasped loosely behind his back. He doesn’t look like a warrior. He never did. He has a lean frame and calm eyes. The kind of presence most wolves underestimate. A male Omega.

"Eugene is indeed from Ocean City, but that's his mother's home. She married someone in the Y Country when she was young. She only returned to Ocean City after the divorce." Is that true? Mango had seldom heard of the Liang Family's matters. "Nathaniel said briefly, ""Aitana Sanchez, Eugene's mum, was married to the eldest prince of Y Country Country when she was young. The prince fell in love with her when he went on an adventure while concealing his identity. They fell for each other pretty soon and got married. Then only she found out that she had married a prince, but she had no other choice. She went back with him and gave birth to Eugene. Soon, Eugene was acknowledged as the heir to th

That would only enlarge his ego further. As soon as Eugene has seated himself on the chair where Mama sat seconds ago, he folds his hands together and rests with his forehead on them, looking down into his lap. He says nothing but only sits there. I take a few glances at him, wondering what he is doing. He has me on edge.

"Eugene was still expanding his network even as his plans began to unravel. The question is why? What was he ultimately working toward?" This question troubled the Alpha as well. Eugene's betrayal went beyond personal ambition or revenge; the systematic placement of his offspring across multiple territories suggested a larger strategy, a long-term plan capable of destroying countless lives.

Nix kissed her on her forehead. "Sagui, be a good boy." Eula stated to her son then went inside the woods to investigate everything that was happening right now. ==== END OF CHAPTER 30. ====

I tried to smile, even though I really just wanted to leave. "Eugene, how are you?" Eugene had changed a lot. His physique had improved, and he now had a clean-cut hairstyle. He smiled and rubbed the back of his neck, as if embarrassed. "I'm doing fine. I’m working in our family business here in Massachusetts, but I might... move to New York." My lips parted, wanting to say something, but I couldn't figure out what. In the end, I just closed my mouth. "You’re working in New York, right? I think I’d prefer to stay there, too."

“No need. You stay and rest. I’ll let you know if anything happens.” With that, he picked up the call and hurried out of the bedroom. A moment later, the front door closed with a sharp thud. Adora stood frozen in place, dazed. Eugene had always been terrified of death, yet he chose to end his life by slitting his wrists, watching his own blood drain out and feeling his life slip away bit by bit. The pain, the despair... No matter what he had done in the past, in that moment, it all dissolved into nothing.