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The man burst into tears unable to speak. "Please" was all the captive could mutter. "Let this serve as a lesson to all hackers who would want to trespass into forbidden territories. Say your final prayers, mi amigo" Screams and cries was the last thing that could be heard from the building. After that was a deafening silence. ~~~~ The beautiful morning light streamed in from the curtain blinds, James walked over to the window and opened the blinds, making more of the light fill the room. The light shone on Kiera's face that was still sleeping. She stirred slowly, using her palm to block some of the light; James strode to the bed with a smile on his face.

Master Abraham frowned as he looked upon the coins. He waved his hand the coins finally fell to the ground. Master Abraham looked at the coin and his frown became deeper. Master Quintan noticed Abrahams frown and asked " Abraham tell me something " Grandmaster Abraham straightened his back and said with a gloomy face " I can't read anything " Silence filled the air. Every Grandmaster Started growing even deeper. "If Grandmaster can't read anything then it's worse than we thought" Suddenly the arrangement of the coin started spinning at random. Grandmaster Abraham looked at the coin in confusion.

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00:45:00 00:44:59 A low, mechanical chime echoed through the ceiling vents, and Gideon Ross's smooth, poisonous voice filled the empty boardroom, laughing softly from the speakers. "Welcome back to the chessboard, Alexander," Gideon purred through the sound system. "You thought catching me in the snow ended the game, but the true master loop has just been initiated. You have forty-five minutes to sign over the total controlling interest to my shadow network, or watch Blackwood Global burn to the ground.”

William began meeting Jennifer behind my back—more and more often. After each meeting, she would show up with something new: a piece of jewelry, a designer bag. Just like before, she pulled out a bracelet William had given her and flaunted it around the apartment. Lucy's eyes widened dramatically. "That bracelet—it's a limited-edition piece. There are only three in the world. Jennifer, who gave it to you?" Jennifer smiled, her expression layered with meaning. "Some people think they've tied down an untouchable prize… never realizing the prize has legs of its own."

"Fuck..." The young woman looked up at him, "what was that?" He shook his head. "N-nothing." "Are you sure?" He nodded. Xanthe smiled. "Then let's start." He quietly nodded again and started playing. He was very aware of her chess pieces movements but no matter how much he understands, he couldn't read her next move. Minutes later, he got checkmated again. "T-that was... Englund Gambit Trap right?" He asked, baffled. "But there's something different in what you did. That wasn't the normal Englund Gambit Trap. Did you change some movements somehow?"

“We are loosing,” I walked away as well to clear my head. I traced his scent to his study, looking through the books like there wasn't something catastrophic going on. “How can you read right now?” I asked, distracting him from the book. “There are over a hundred people out there, waiting to see you fall and you are in here reading books?” “Not just reading…” he turned the book to me. “... researching. This is the ruby we found, a priceless piece because it's not from our world,”

“So don’t test me. If you want the final payment, finish the job. Tonight.” Roland clenched his fists. “You don’t understand the risk.” Alex leaned in, voice dropping to a chilling whisper. “No, you don’t understand what will happen if you fail me again.” Roland swallowed, his jaw working as his eyes flicked away. He exhaled sharply. “Fine,” he said. “I’ll do it.” Alex stepped back slowly. Relief washed through him, not peace, not satisfaction, but a cold sense of control returning to his shaking hands.

In a flash of white light, I returned to Heaven and resumed my role as the Snake Immortal, guardian of the Celestial Garden. Five hundred years later, I was curled up under the covers, enjoying a lazy nap, when a familiar fragrance drifted into my nose. A warm embrace wrapped around me. Then came a voice, deep and beloved. "Clarice, I'm back. Everyone who ever hurt you... is gone." The End.