Novel & Cerita Onyx Tower

The glass towers of the financial district loomed like monoliths against the grey morning sky, but none held the same gravity as the Monroe Global building. Xavier Knight stood in the pristine, cavernous lobby, his reflection staring back at him from the polished obsidian floors. The space was dead quiet, a stark contrast to the chaotic media circus he had left behind at the Knight offices. There were no flashing corporate logos, no ostentatious displays of wealth—just raw, minimalist power.

Nyxara’s penthouse wasn’t just where she slept—it was her command center, her sanctuary, her war room. To outsiders, it might look like an opulent fortress perched high above the city, all glass and steel and shadow. But Nyxara knew every inch, every secret panel, every silent alarm embedded in the walls. Security here was legendary. Even the world’s most elite black-ops teams would think twice before attempting to breach her domain. Cameras blanketed every corridor and room, their silent gazes never wavering. Motion sensors, biometric locks, backup systems upon backup systems—nothing was left to chance. She’d studied the schematics like sacred scripture, committed each vulnerability to memo

​The project entered its final, most dangerous phase: the fit-out. With the core structure of Sector 4 complete—a sleek, modernist glass tower rising majestically above the old Shoreditch skyline—the focus shifted from structural integrity to internal perfection. The Anchor Tenants, Sygnus Global and Cortex AI, began moving their design teams onto the site, demanding microscopic precision for their bespoke infrastructure.

The Sun-Tower was a marvel of architectural arrogance. Every floor was a concentric circle of glass and cold, white marble, designed to keep the "biologicals" in a state of perpetual observation. Rhea stood in the center of her guest suite, the silver chainmail of her dress feeling like a lead weight. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city of Oakhaven pulsed with artificial light, a sprawling machine that never slept.

the driver said, his voice a low drone that cut through her thoughts. Lyra looked up. Thorne Tower sat in the center of the city like an obsidian needle piercing the low-hanging clouds. It was a masterpiece of architectural arrogance—all sharp angles, reflective surfaces, and a silhouette that seemed to repel the very light it stood in. It was the physical manifestation of the man who owned it.

A minute or so later, he finally nodded, but she didn’t release him. Onyx inhaled deeply, preparing himself to go back to a time that he hated—preparing himself to reveal something that might make his job to earn a place in her life even harder. “I wasn’t born in the Dawn Pack. My family is originally from a pack in Manhattan. They don’t have a plot of land; they purchased an apartment block that’s near a wooded area. The entire pack lives inside the block, and they use the wooded area to run in. One day, I was walking with my sister through the woods when we came across four human males. Their ages ranged from seventeen to twenty-one.”

“Can’t be unsaid.” Frank’s spirit was instantly lifted as he seemed to be livelier and more cheerful. “It is an ancient tomb located in Michigan, one of the projects to be presented at the Southern California Business Association Battles. I’m going to fight for the king of California’s underworld this time because I’m aiming for the tomb.” “Does Gokudo Soshiki know?” Frank nodded. “What is the project about then?” “North Central Michigan’s tallest building — Sky Tower.” Alex nodded. “Okay, I think that is all for today.”

Chapter 100 Our New Tower Home A week later, Niklaus made a bold move, placing an offer on the tower across from Kie's at double its worth. The sellers were thrilled and quickly accepted. We signed the papers, and just like that, it was ours. Niklaus beamed with excitement as we named it 'Midnight Eclipse', a nod to our beloved yacht. They even surprised Abatrose with a small wrap-around outdoor pool, tailor-made for his enjoyment. I couldn't help but notice the thoughtful gesture, reminiscent of Niklaus's own considerate nature. David's kind reminder of Niklaus's thoughtful side warmed my heart, filling me with a sense of contentment and joy.

In the blink of an eye, they had already given Onyx more than two hundred million dollars. Onyx remained seated in the chair on the stage. His expression became one of calmness, which made the scar on his face look like it was smiling. He pointed at the stage. “Get up here. If you stand on higher ground, I can see you clearly.” He spoke in such a relaxed fashion, as if he was in control of their lives. “Thank you, Mr. Onyx!” Victor took the lead and shouted. When Montel saw hundreds of Glorious Security bodyguards in Neptune’s Cove, he became even more confident and gave Kiran a scornful look. “You want one billion from me? You’re going to work really hard to get it.”

Moments later, they arrived at a building, stylish, sleek, with the polished professionalism of a high-level architecture or real estate company. A lady in a fitted suit welcomed them warmly. On the large table inside was a beautifully detailed model of several towering buildings, more like a miniature city. Julia’s eyes widened again. “Hudson Tower,” Oslo said proudly, pointing at the tallest one. “Imperial Tower. Supreme Tower.” Each tower was more grand than the last. He turned to the designer-lady standing beside them. “Get me one unit per floor in each,” he said casually. “So my daughter can switch it up whenever she wants.”