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Hell? “Master!” My head snapped up, stunned to see him holding out his hand to me. Was this for freaking real?! I looked back up at the man who looked more and more like a god of old than something that should be standing before me. I’d never felt studied like the way that he looked at me. His expression was completely schooled, but somehow still made me feel like he could count every beat of my heart. This stranger’s gaze pinned me in place, making me feel like an animal caught in a hunter’s net...

Chapter five The car halted at the front of the warehouse, a bouncer came out of the car and open the door for his boss to come out Austin Hernandez came out, as good-looking as he is, with those flawless muscles, those perfect lips, and a seductive body He has a demon in him, it's no little monster, the monster is bigger than anyone could imagine He looks furious and angered, for the past three days he has been trying to capture the mule…he always knows that there has always been a burro among his men And now, the mule has been taken hold of, this mule has killed many of his men, but it all ceases today Nobody tangles with him and stays alive, he slaughters without clemency and has no guilt

Mastery was not just about being unstoppable—it was about being accountable, aware, and human in the midst of absolute control. The city, once a battlefield, had become a mirror of our mastery—and our conscience. We weren’t just victors. We weren’t just survivors. We were absolute. We were responsible. We were unstoppable. And in that clarity, beneath the fractured light of dawn and the reflective puddles of a city reshaped, we understood the ultimate truth: absolute mastery without responsibility is chaos—but with it, we become something greater than fear, doubt, or opposition. We had crossed the edge of power and found purpose.

Enjoy reading. My story is one that many people will find hard to believe. I'm living it and I find it hard to believe. You see I was that guy. You know the one, the ninety-pound weakling too smart for his own good, too dumb to excel. Well, that is until the day I WOKE. Let me back up a bit. My name is Greg Masters and I can control people's minds. I know, sounds like bad science fiction or some kind of erotic story fantasy doesn't it? But it's not. See, until that fateful day I was your typical nobody.

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“Yes, sir. Consider it done.” Steve nodded firmly. “We’ll deliver everything you need.” I pressed my palms against the table, leaning forward. “This is not just about money. This is about power. Roland and Garrick wanted to cripple me, to take what I built and twist it for themselves. I will not allow it. They played a long game, but I will end it before they reach their prize.”

I withdrew my hand, snapped the laptop shut, and left the company with a faint sense of vengeful satisfaction. No one would discover the flaw. And no one would be able to stop what was about to happen. When I got home, I opened a bottle of red wine I had been saving for years and slowly poured it into a glass. "To technology. To dignity," I murmured, and drank it down in one swallow. … At two o'clock in the morning three days later, my phone began vibrating wildly.

“You make it sound easy. If not, Achievable.” Dante’s mouth curved into something between a smirk and a promise. “It is easy,” he said, leaning back in his chair with an infuriating calm. “Nothing is sweeter than striking when your enemy is on their high horse, chest puffed, drunk on their own power and least expecting the fall. That’s when the ground feels hardest beneath them. Robert thinks his past is buried. He thinks Melissa is a forgotten memory. He’s celebrating his freedom, and that, my dear, is when we strike.” I studied him, my fingers tightening against the armrest. His certainty wasn’t the kind you could fake; it was the kind born of knowing exactly where the cracks were and how

VEX POV In the private room my jaw tightens as she slips away. A flash of something dangerous crosses my face—not rejection, but challenge. Something I’m not use to. I follow the mysterious girl out of the private rooms. Watching from a distance. Stupid girl not even realizing she’s being tailed by two of the eastern territories mafia men… Robert. Robert Mason a snake of all snakes. How he ever became a mafia boss will remain a mystery. He’s reckless, and idiotic. Making anyone more dangerous than him. He’s weak. Probably why there’s rumors of him marrying his daughter off to Ajax.

At the same night, master was sleeping in his room. Chenguang and Zhang Wei silently entered the room. They started to find the book. "What are you two finding dear?" Suddenly, Master Qiang wake up. Chenguang and Zhang Wei scared to see their master. "Oh no! I told you Zhang Wei." Chenguang said with fear. But Zhang Wei didn't listen to him. Suddenly he saw a book next to the master. He attacked his master with a knife and took the book from there.