Chapter: 19*******With a loud groan, the man on the bed tossed and turned, abruptly shooting up into a seated position as if jolted by an electric shock. His gaze swept across the room, disoriented as if awakening in an unfamiliar place that was not his own bedroom. His heart pounded in his chest, and beads of sweat streamed down his face, despite the room not being particularly warm. The season wasn't hot, and he had an air conditioner in his room, negating any possibility of feeling overheated. Yet, his face glistened with perspiration, akin to a downpour of rainwater.It felt as though he had emerged from a terrible nightmare, the kind that blurs the line between reality and dreams. What occurred last night was undeniably real, yet a part of him clung to the notion that it was a mere figment of imagination—a horrendous dream. He had come face to face with Seth, but why did Seth look at him like that? It was as if the past eighteen years hadn't happened, as if he hadn't rejected t
Chapter: 20*******A gentle knock interrupted his thoughts, prompting him to snap, "What?!" Bogo stood behind the closed door, responding without entering the room."Your meeting is scheduled for ten, Boss," he informed him calmly. The Boss had been in a foul mood since their return last night, issuing an order that no one should enter his room without permission. Bogo worried for his well-being but understood the need to respect his boundaries. After all, Dirk was their leader, and Bogo was merely his chief bodyguard, someone Dirk trusted with his life. But even Bogo recognized his place. He couldn't deny that the sight of their Boss last night had unsettled him slightly. In all the years he had served by Dirk's side, he had never seen him afraid of anything, not even when surrounded by death and those who sought his demise. Yet, last night, Dirk had been visibly shaken, his voice trembling as he commanded their retreat.What Bogo couldn't comprehend, however, was how the person who
Chapter: 21*******As Dirk absentmindedly scrolled through his emails, his attention was soon captured by a message from an unknown sender. The subject line simply read: 'Remember me?' Intrigued, he tapped on the email and began to read the contents. It was a short message, but its words cut right through him.'Dirk, my love, it's been too long. I can still remember the scent of your skin, the taste of your lips. I can't help but wonder if you still remember me and if you still feel the same. I've missed you, my sweet Alpha.'Dirk's heart sank as he recognized the name at the conclusion of the email. It was a name he had hoped would never resurface: Floridia.Anger and frustration surged within him. How had Floridia managed to locate him after all these years? He had done everything conceivable to erase that chapter of his past, to distance himself from the anguish and heartbreak. Yet, here it was, resurfacing at the most inopportune moment. She had forsaken him and departed with ano
Chapter: 22********Dirk swiftly consumed the liquid in one gulp, prompting Bogo to refill his glass. As he drank, Dirk turned to Pedro, his consigliere, and inquired, "What are your thoughts on their proposal?"Pedro paused, carefully considering Dirk's question before responding, "They appear to be genuine in their intentions. If this partnership materializes, the potential rewards could be substantial. It is not every day that we receive an offer of this magnitude, especially from a reputable organization like Sayrell. It seems they are truly invested in this project, which suggests they are offering something of considerable value."Dirk chuckled, discerning a hint of reservation in Pedro's tone. "Yet, you do not seem overly enthusiastic about it."Pedro raised his glass, offering a subtle gesture of contemplation. "I am merely being cautious, boss. While the idea intrigues me, I also value practicality. Sayrell's proposal strikes me as ambitious, and I wonder about the feasibili
Chapter: 23********Dirk arrived at the mansion of Southingfield's corrupt politician, Dante Klien. Their relationship was built on a favor Dirk had done for Dante, ensuring his escape from imprisonment and securing his position as the Mayor of Southingfield. In return, Dante had promised to pay a substantial sum for Dirk's protection.However, weeks had passed, and Dante had failed to fulfill his end of the bargain. His newfound power as the mayor had filled him with a sense of pride, blinding him to the debt he owed to the man who had put him in that position. Dirk's patience had worn thin, and he decided it was time to remind Dante of his place.Dirk carried his trusty walking cane, crafted from solid hardwood. It symbolized power and authority. His intention was clear—either Dante would pay his debt or suffer the consequences.As Dirk stepped through the grand entrance of the mansion, his eyes scanned the lavish surroundings. Gilded chandeliers cast a warm glow over the opulent d
Chapter: 24********The grand ballroom of the prestigious New Dodgeborough hotel bustled with activity as the city's annual event was set to commence. The room was adorned with magnificent decorations, and sparkling chandeliers casting a warm glow over the attendees. The air was thick with anticipation as prominent figures from various sectors of society mingled, their conversations filled with whispers of political intrigue and power plays.Dirk, dressed immaculately in a tailored suit, made his entrance into the ballroom alongside Bogo and Pedro who had arrived even before they did. Heads turned in his direction, and whispers of his name rippled through the crowd. As the Boss, his presence commanded attention and respect, even in the midst of the city's elite.The council members, aware of Dirk's request, had arranged for a press conference to be held during the event. The stage was set, microphones at the ready, and a backdrop displaying the seal of New Dodgeborough. The anticipat
Chapter: 25********Dirk, satisfied with the response, stepped back from the podium, his confident gaze sweeping over the crowd. The annual event had become a platform for change, a catalyst for a new chapter in the city's history. Dirk had made his mark, leaving an indelible impression on the hearts and minds of the people.As the event continued, conversations buzzed with renewed energy, and alliances were forged in the pursuit of a shared vision. New Dodgeborough was on the brink of transformation, and Dirk, ever the orchestrator of power, watched with a sense of satisfaction as the seeds of change took root.Feeling a sense of uneasiness wash over him, Dirk excused himself from the gathering and hurried to the private restrooms for a moment of solitude. Bogo got up and quickly began to walk behind him but Dirk ushered him back into his seat and went his way alone.He walked briskly, his mind racing with thoughts and concerns. Once inside the clean, well-lit restroom, he leaned ag
Chapter: 26*********Bogo paced the empty hallway, his impatience growing as he waited for Dr. Naam to exit the room. His heart pounded restlessly in his chest, filled with self-doubt and regret. Why hadn't he searched for the Boss sooner? Why had he agreed to let the Boss go to the restroom alone? The weight of his failures weighed heavily on him as he took another sharp turn in the corridor.Finally, he heard the door click and saw Dr. Naam emerge from the room. Relief washed over him, and he hurried toward her. However, she silenced him with a finger to her lips, signaling for him to remain quiet. Bogo respected her gesture and followed as she led him down the hallway to her office. Without uttering a word, he glanced back at the closed door, where the Boss lay, likely asleep, before joining Dr. Naam.Nancy Naam unlocked her office door and entered, removing her coat and hanging it on a nearby hanger. She placed her tablet on the table and then cleaned her glasses before putting t