Knock! Knock!
Damian’s eyes fluttered open at the sound of soone knocking at his door. After gaining these powers and growing stronger over ti, his perception had expanded so vastly he could easily hear everything happening within the skyscraper, and even when he consciously suppressed it, it still stretched beyond the edges of this room. Even before they got to the door, he already knew.
To make matters worse, his sleep did not feel like sleep anymore. It was light, like he had rely shut his eyes and stared into endless darkness. It did not feel like he had rested at all.
’God, these changes are happening too fast.’ Damian rubbed his temple.
He tried to move, but Hazel tightened her grip, refusing to budge. Racheal and Ruby tucked in closer as well. After spending days without their husband, they finally had the chance to be near him. How could they let it go?
Who knew when next he would let them spend the night on his bed, especially since their problem was yet to be resolved.
"Send them away." Racheal mumbled with her face buried into his arm.
Damian could only roll his eyes and sigh at this response. This was not the underworld where he would be treated as a king in his domain. He was still a man climbing up the ladder. He could not just put off these etings no matter how powerful he had beco.
"Yo! It’s Twenty!"
Damian heard from the other side of the door, and more knocks followed. He let out a defeated sigh and looked at his girls once more before coming to a conclusion.
He could please two masters at once. He could let visitors co in and still keep his wives happy. Besides, they were fully dressed and lying under the sheets, cuddling him. It was not like they were doing anything immoral.
"Co in,"
The door yanked open imdiately, with the kind of intensity one would expect from a gangster. Twenty stepped in alongside a dozen other people dressed in matching black suits with purple ties.
They all froze at the door upon seeing Damian with three gorgeous won in bed. Before anyone could speak, Damian gestured at him to be silent before saying,
"My wives are sleeping. I would prefer to speak to you in person."
Though Damian’s words were simple and polite, Twenty felt shaken to the core. He instinctively looked at his arms, growing alard at the sight of goosebumps.
It felt like he had received an order backed by a silent death sentence. It was a feeling he could not explain because it ca from within, like his soul was screaming at him to be careful.
Did this attorney change after getting shot?
Damian had always been intimidating, but this was a whole new scale of intimidation.
Without hesitation, he turned to his people.
"You heard him, secure the periter. Make sure no one gets close to this room without my permission!"
"Understood!"
In re seconds the room was empty, except for Damian, his wives, and Twenty Shots. The silence was awkward, but only for Twenty. The man seated on his bed with three girls clinging onto him for dear life was unlike anyone he had ever seen before.
Except for their mouthwatering proportions hidden under the sheets, their skin seed smooth and flawless, attached to beautiful faces he had never seen before.
It felt like this was the first ti he was seeing actual won. Every other woman he had been with suddenly seed rougher and uglier in his mories.
"Careful, it’s my girls you are coveting." Damian’s cold voice shattered his reverie.
Twenty realized he had been staring for too long, and even worse, he could feel his pulse quickening, his body reacting against his will, begging for an opportunity to taste such perfection.
"All of them?"
Twenty covered his lips the mont he said those words. He closed his eyes and silently said his final prayers because he knew he had ssed up very badly.
Even Hazel, Racheal, and Ruby opened their eyes briefly before shutting them again. Damian, on the other hand, t his words with an uncomfortable silence. He allowed it to stretch between them to enhance the effect.
What occurred within a span of thirty seconds felt like thirty minutes to Twenty. His knees buckled under the pressure, threatening to collapse beneath Damian’s intent.
This person was definitely different from the man he t a few days ago.
"Help with the television. I want to see what’s on tht news."
Damain finally broke the silence.
"Of course!"
Twenty ran over to the television and turned it on. Unaware of how tad he had beco around this human who was supposed to be his subordinate
The television flickered as the screen shifted from a comrcial to a red banner stretching across the bottom.
BREAKING NEWS – ATTORNEY SHOOTING INVESTIGATION
The cara cut to the newsroom where the anchor leaned forward slightly, her tone serious.
"Good evening. We begin today with new developnts in the shooting of prominent defense attorney Damian Hill. Authorities confirm Hill has already been questioned by investigators after regaining consciousness last night, and new details are beginning to erge."
The screen switched to shaky footage of the chaotic street outside the Blacksheep Firm building. Cars were ramd into one another, one crushed into a light pole while officers pushed civilians back.
"Witnesses reported a series of unexplained traffic collisions monts before the shooting. Multiple vehicles were found crashed into each other and surrounding structures. Despite the scale of the incident, officials confirm no civilian casualties."
The footage cut to the entrance of an underground parking structure sealed with police tape. Forensic teams moved carefully across the concrete floor.
"Authorities say Hill was discovered inside this underground parking facility with a single gunshot wound to the chest. Ergency responders transported him to Glasre Health Institute where he remains under observation."
The cara switched back to the anchor.
"Police confirm Hill has already been interviewed and told investigators he could not identify the attacker. According to officials, the shooter wore a hood and face covering, and the parking structure lighting made visibility poor."
The screen shifted to file footage of Damian leaving a courthouse, reporters crowding around him.
"Sources say Hill also inford investigators he recently took on a new case defending a councilman facing corruption allegations. Authorities are now exploring whether the shooting may have been an intimidation attempt linked to the politically sensitive case."
The video changed to a live shot outside Glasre Health Institute. A reporter stood near the entrance while security kept dia at a distance.
"Investigators note the unusual nature of the attack. Only one shot was fired, and police say this does not match the pattern of a typical gang retaliation. Officials believe the suspect may have acted alone."
The cara returned to the anchor.
"Colleagues at the Blacksheep Firm say Hill had recently drawn attention after his controversial victory in the Twenty Shots case. Authorities have not ruled out the possibility that his legal work may have made him a target."
She glanced briefly at her notes before continuing.
"Police are currently reviewing surveillance footage and following several leads. No suspects have been identified at this ti, but officials say the investigation is progressing."
The anchor looked directly into the cara.
"This remains a developing story. Investigators are now working to determine whether the shooting was a targeted attack, a political warning, or a personal dispute. We will bring you updates as more information becos available."
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