Marcus

My entire life has been a calculated chaos, revolving around avenging my father. I challenged Alpha Kane Sterling just for Zara, then I joined demon king just for Zara, to avenge her, but I failed.

The father I never saw because of Zara’s parents. The father who could have become my mentor. A thought that always fueled my hatred for her.

Although we were the same age, Zara lived a life opposite to mine, surrounded by her family and brother. They all showered her with love and affection.

The desire to uncover as much information about my father as possible drove me to delve deeper into the world of computer technology and study how it works.

Hacking other people’s secrets became my hobby, and I felt invincible.

But it was a secret I never shared with anyone. To others, I was just an ordinary guy with average computer skills. Even Alpha didn’t know. My father, whom I never met, became my hero.

I inherited his good looks. The same blond hair and eyes, that coldness that reflected off me, as if he were peering into someone’s soul.

Even his jawline was similar. Watching his short videos online taught me how to act in public and how to charm women. A magnetic smile, a toned body, and feigned concern, that’s all they needed to fall at your feet.

My mother constantly fueled my hatred of Zara and her family, telling me it was because of them that I never had a father or a family. I fed on pain and revenge.

Chaos and hatred, but I did it discreetly. I knew where to use my charm and how to get under someone’s skin to disarm them. Except Zara. She was hard to break.

My charm did not affect her; she was too enamored with Alpha.

So I decided to sow the seed of doubt against him in her heart. My computer skills helped me remain undetected, and that’s when I learned about Cassidy.

After Alpha broke her heart, I knew she would seek revenge on Zara. All I had to do was convince her we both had the same goal.

"Destroy Zara and her family."

Cassidy’s family became close to Alpha’s, and they hoped that the childhood sweethearts would become life partners and rule the Sterling Empire together.

She was obsessed with revenge against Zara’s family.

Unfortunately for her, Alpha had other plans. If I were in his place, I would gladly accept this chance.

It’s a shame he resisted and then fell in love with Zara. Growing Softer. He lost control and completely let his guard down.

That’s how Cassidy and I were able to reach him and capture Zara. Cassidy shared my darkness; she understood what needed to be done to get revenge, and she was ready for anything.

She helped me record videos for Zara. She wrote her frightening messages, planted masks. It was all her plan, and I used her psychotic episodes for my own ends.

Cassidy matched my personality. My ideology. My vision. She was what I needed to complete my life. Her mind and body, literally.

Buried deep in her warmth from behind, I groaned. Grabbing her long hair, I pulled sharply, and she yelped. Her back arched like a taut violin string. Her hands gripped the headboard, whitening her knuckles.

I moved inside her, hard and fast.

"Fuck! You’re so good, Marcus. More, I need more of you," she begged, throwing her head back and screaming in ecstasy.

I tugged her hair even harder, throwing her head back; the veins on her slender neck stood out. So noticeable, so enticing.

My teeth sank into her neck, and I bit down, holding it there as our bodies touched. Hard, warm, and slippery. With my other hand, I grabbed her swollen nipple. So soft, so ready to be pinched.

I squeezed it wildly, eliciting loud cries from her.

"Ahh! Grrr! More, please, more," she moaned so loudly that my brain wanted to penetrate her body even deeper.

I thrust into her again, this time even more furiously. My thickness penetrated her vagina with precision.

Her breasts were the only soft, pliable part of her body; she was too skinny for me.

It was both arousing and repulsive. But it would break her, and most importantly, it would destroy her family. Her damned father and arrogant brother.

After I finished with Cassidy, she was a pile of trash. I left her on the bed and washed up. Leaving the bathroom, I pulled on sweatpants and a gray hoodie.

I was too drunk to try it with Zara, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t make her bleed. Tomorrow I’ll text her father and tell him to tell the world how he killed and buried my father. Tonight, I’ll just make his daughter bleed and cry.

Beg for mercy, as my father must have. The phone rang, and I saw it was from Kaysir.

What did he want?

Alpha hadn’t spoken since she was kidnapped, but Kaysir told me Luna was missing. Although I’d called Kane several times to keep up the appearance of well-being.

"Hello!"

"Marcus, sorry to bother you, but could I borrow your jeep? I need to run some errands, and the police have confiscated all of Alpha’s vehicles."

Okay, the police have already taken action against him.

"Oh! So serious. Is Alpha safe?" I asked, feigning indifference.

"Yes, he’s safe."

"Come in, get the keys, and keep me updated. I’m so worried," I replied, feigning.

"Okay. We are too." The conversation ended, and I confidently walked toward the underground room in my bungalow.

Throwing the door open, I came face-to-face with a stubborn woman.

***

Kane

I stood on the brink of disbelief. I thought I could protect her, but my powers were limited, and this world was too cruel.

From the moment Asbela showed me those masks, I knew the stalker was planning to pin Zara’s kidnapping on me.

He’d planted one piece of evidence; I wasn’t sure if he’d planted more. So I tasked Olfi with scanning the entire house and eliminating anything that could compromise me.