bChapter /bb288 /b

bEthan /bwatched the exchange, disappointment and anger shing across his face. Without a word, he rolled up the window band /bdryer bthe /bMaybach’s engine purting softly as it disappeared down the street.

Jade tossed the garbage into the dumpster and headed back inside. Ss followed her into the building.

“Did he threaten you?”

Ss considered this. Not exactly. But even if he had, it would be understandable.”

Jade frowned, clearly annoyed by the situation.

“I brought you cake,” Ss offered, changing the subject. “Would you like some?”

“I don’t eat sweets,” Jade replied tly.

“What do you like? I’ll bring it next time.”

“Don’t bother.”

bA /bmoment passed in awkward silence. Then, as if reconsidering, Jade’s tone softened slightly. “Put it in the fridge. I’ll have itterb./b”

Ss brightened visibly. “Sure.”

That night, Ss returned to his apartment to find it inplete disarray. Drawers had been pulled out, contents dumped on the floor. Standing amid the chaos was his father, Hank Murphy, his face bruised and swollen, clearly drunk and agitated.

“You little shit,” Hank slurred when he saw Ss. “Your mother dies and you hoard all the money for yourself. Give me every cent you’ve hidden, or I’ll beat you to death.”

Ss ignored him, stepping over the scattered belongings on the floor. This enraged Hank, who lunged forward and grabbed Ss’s arm.

“Growing some balls, huh? Ignoring your old man?” He raised his hand to strike Ss across the face. “Think you’re too good for me nowi?/i”

Ss twisted away, throwing his father off bnce. Hank stumbled but quickly recovered, charging at Ss with unexpected speed.

“You dare fight your own father?” Hank screamed, tackling Ss to the ground. “You ungrateful piece of shit! You’ll end up just like your

whore mother!”

Pinned beneath his father, Ss blocked the older man’s wild punches with one arm. For a moment, something dark and lethal shed in Ss’s eyes. bHis /bfree hand formed a w, fingers rigid as he aimed for his father’s throat.

The sound of the door being kicked open startled them both.

Jade stood in the doorway, her expression cold and calcting as she took in the scene.

8:18 Tue, Sep 30

Chapter b288 /b

b“/bbGet /bboff /bhim, bshe /bbmanded/b, her bvoice /beerily bcalm/b.

When Hank didn’t move, she strode forward and delivered a swift kick to his ribs, sending him sprawling across bthe /bifloor/ii. /i

‘Leave. Now. Unless you want to die tonight. The threat wasn’t empty–her eyes promised follow–through.

bHank /bscrambled to his feet, his face contorted with rage and humiliation. “Well, well. The boy’s got himself a girlfriend. Pretty thing b100/b. Must be nice having a rich piece of ass-

He never finished the sentence. With a roar of pure furyb, /bSsunched himself at his father, fists connecting with brutal precision. Blood sprayed from Hank’s nose and mouth as he desperately tried to shield himself from his son’s onught.

“Get out! Ss screamed,nding blow after blow. “Get out and nevere back!”

Hank finally broke free and stumbled toward the door, blood streaming down his bface/b. He bspat /ba final curse before disappearing into the night.

Ss stood trembling in the center of the room, his knuckles split and bleeding.

“I should get some antiseptic for those cuts,” Jade said, breaking the heavy silenceb. /b“There’s a pharmacy down the street. I’ll be right back.”

Ss nodded wordlessly, not turning to watch her leave.

The moment the door closed behind herb, /bsomething changed. Ss’s trembling stopped. His breathing steadied. He walked to the sink, dampened a towel, and methodically wiped the blood from his knuckles.

When he looked up, his reflection in the window showed a facepletely empty of emotion.

Chapter Comments

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7 days ago

please idon’t /itell me that Ss is working for shadow organization