I Was Hoping She Would Notice but again Now When She Did... Im Tired

Chapter 193 First Kill

The bald-headed bodyguard in black, his face dark with rage, barked out, "Stop him, you motherfuckers!" His voice cut through the chaos, snapping the other guards back to reality.

For a moment, the guards froze, stunned by the chaos unraveling before them. Then, as if jolted back to reality, one of the men in black closest to Lucian sprang into action. "Hey, you! Stop right there!" he barked, charging toward Lucian.

Lucian didn't flinch. The hammer in his hand -a weapon he neither planned for nor knew where it came from-felt right. He had no time to question its origin.

The guard's confidence bordered on arrogance. A trained professional, he prided himself on his discipline and strength. A second-generation reject? An 18-year-old kid with a hammer? The thought alone burned his pride.Defeat him? No, I'd deserve death for failing to someone like this.

But Lucian paid no heed. His focus was solely on Tony. Lifting the hammer high, he swung down with merciless precision.

PAAAKK!

The hammer slammed into Tony's other knee, the sickening crunch echoing through the room. Tony's screams of pure agony filled the air, louder than before. "AHHHHHHHH! FFFFFK!"

The crowd shuddered collectively, horrified. A cold chill raced down their spines, the brutality of Lucian's actions making them shrink back, their faces pale with shock.

The guard rushing toward Lucian faltered. He stopped dead in his tracks, his face pale. He had killed before-yes, with precision and necessity. But this? This was unrelenting brutality. This wasn't murder. This was a spectacle.

Rose, trembling just a few feet away, squeezed her eyes shut tighter.Her body shook uncontrollably as the sound of Tony's blood-curdling screams pierced her soul. She couldn't bear it. Lucian had told her to close her eyes and she obeyed him. She always did. Even if he told her to end her life, she would comply without hesitation. She owed him too much to resist. Stay tuned for updates on empire

The bodyguard wearing glasses stepped forward, slipping them off as if they no longer mattered. With a flick of his wrist, he tossed them aside, his gaze meeting Lucian's. His voice was calm but carried the weight of accusation.

"You're cruel, boy. Far too cruel for someone your age. Do you even know what kind of monster you're becoming?"

I don't know how someone your age could harbor this much cruelty… but you're going to pay for what you just did."

Lucian, hammer still resting on his shoulder, turned slowly, his eyes alight with fury but his voice eerily calm. "Whatever," he whispered, almost to himself, before speaking louder. "I'll give you all one piece of advice leave now, as far as you can.Because if you come near me, you'll die today."

The room fell silent, his words sinking into the guards who hesitated, weighing their options. The man with the broken glasses narrowed his eyes, trying to assert dominance."You're provoking a powerful family," he said, his voice steady but with an underlying threat. "Even if you're from the Big Four, you'll have to pay for this. You know that, right?"

Lucian didn't flinch. His eyes bore into the guard's, unrelenting. "Tony did something bad, but the law will handle it. Who the hell are you to play judge, jury, and executioner?"the guard pressed, hoping to rattle Lucian.

Lucian's grin widened, the intensity in his gaze unshaken. "I'm justice," he hissed, lifting the hammer once more. "And today, I'm the executioner."

The guards shifted uneasily, knowing this was far beyond a simple bar fight. This was something else entirely-a reckoning.

The bald-headed guard's expression darkened as he weighed his options. If I can get this kid to back down, it'll save me from a world of pain. If not, I'll be the one paying for it. He clenched his fists, stepping forward, trying to appear unfazed.

Lucian's gaze, however, was locked onto the guard, his hammer held steady, its head gleaming menacingly under the dim lights. "He touched my sister,"Lucian growled, his voice low and threatening. "Law or whatever… if anyone touches my family, believe me,

I DARE TO DESTROY THIS WHOLE COUNTRY."

The guard sneered, attempting to regain control. "Big words, kid. Do you even know the kind of bullshit you're spewing? Just saying those words is going to land you in trouble."He gestured with his thumb toward the crowd, many of whom were recording the scene on their phones. "There are cameras here. Everything's being recorded."

Lucian's eyes flicked towards the crowd, his expression calm but deadly. Some onlookers, feeling the weight of his gaze, quickly pocketed their phones. Others, fueled by pride or sheer curiosity, kept their cameras up, defiant.

Lucian didn't flinch. Instead, he raised his hammer slightly, pointing it toward the daring ones who continued filming. Their hands trembled, but they didn't lower their devices.

"I am Lucian Kane," he began, his voice even, yet it carried a palpable weight."Whatever you think you know about me, whatever rumors you've heard… cool. But let me make one thing clear. I AM NOT THAT LUCIAN." He paused, letting the silence stretch, each word sinking into the crowd like a stone in water.

"I don't care what you think or say about me." His eyes swept over them, cold and calculating. "But Take it as a warning."

He took a step forward, his hammer still pointing. "TOUCH MY FAMILY AGAIN, AND I WILL DECLARE WAR "

"Whatever the family, Wherever city, Whatever Country Or Even Whole World Attack People Closes To Me… And I Will Kill You All

And Beleive Me When I Say So...

YOUR COMBINED CHANCES AGAINST ME ARE IN THE NEGATIVES."

KNOW YOUR PLACE...

The room was silent, his words hanging in the air like a storm cloud ready to burst.The calm in his tone was unnerving, as if the threat wasn't a possibility but a certainty.

Rose, still seated on the ground, trembled at his words.He still cares. He still loves us… she thought, tears slipping from her closed eyes. Even after everything, he's willing to burn the world for us. Her heart swelled with gratitude, a mixture of happiness and overwhelming emotion. What more?

The crowd shifted uneasily. The man still holding his phone suddenly felt his hands tremble, though he didn't know why. The disbelief was etched across their faces. Could this kid really mean it? Could he actually do it?

One of the guards scoffed, breaking the tension. "Wake up, kid. This isn't a fairy tale. Are you playing the villain now? Even your mother, Olivia, wouldn't dare"

PAKKKK!

The guard's head exploded like a watermelon under the brutal force of Lucian's hammer. Blood and fragments splattered across the floor as the body crumpled lifelessly to the ground.

"Miss...MISS OLIVIA," Lucian corrected, his voice cold, devoid of remorse."Be respectful." He lowered his hammer, but his grip remained firm, his eyes never leaving the rest of the guards.

The room erupted into chaos. The crowd screamed, panic spreading like wildfire."He killed someone!" someone shrieked. "Run! Get out of here!"

People scattered, pushing and shoving in their haste to flee, the earlier morbid curiosity replaced by pure terror.

The room, once filled with whispers and murmurs, now echoed with the frantic sounds of fear.

Rose, still trembling on the ground, felt tears streaming down her cheeks. Her chest heaved as conflicting emotions warred within her. Fear. Gratitude. Awe.

Lucian's voice echoed in her mind.He hadn't abandoned them. He still cared.

Through her tears, a faint smile appeared. She could feel it in his every word, in the unshakable resolve in his voice. No matter what, Lucian would protect them.

The man in the crowd still holding his phone felt his hands tremble uncontrollably. He wanted to run, to stop recording, but he couldn't. The boy standing before them wasn't someone he could understand.

Lucian turned his gaze to the remaining guards, the blood dripping from his hammer creating a small, ominous pool at his feet. His presence was suffocating, a silent promise of more violence to come. He stood tall, his eyes cold, unwavering, and filled with the kind of resolve that left no room for negotiation.

"This isn't a fairytale," he said, his voice calm but carrying the weight of an unbreakable will."Step aside. Or end up like him."

The guards exchanged uneasy glances, their muscles tensing. The sight of their comrade's lifeless body, head shattered beyond recognition, was a stark reminder of the boy's lethal capability. Slowly, their gazes shifted back to Lucian, uncertainty creeping into their postures.

Lucian's grip tightened on the hammer. He tilted his head slightly, a mocking smile tugging at the corners of his mouth."So... who's next? Anyone?"

The room was thick with tension. No one dared to move, the oppressive atmosphere pressing down on them like a heavy weight. The guards were frozen in place, caught between the instinct to protect themselves and the orders they were sworn to follow.

"Don't you dare let Young Master Tony die, you idiots!" The bald-headed man in the black suit barked from the doorway, his voice filled with a desperate fury. "Look at him! His legs are broken! If we don't act fast, he'll bleed out!"

The man's eyes darted around frantically, his frustration mounting. He could see the hesitation in the guards, their fear palpable."Get this lunatic kid under control! Don't tell me you're scared of one kid!" His voice rose to a fevered pitch, spit flying from his mouth.

The guards still hesitated, their eyes flickering between Lucian's blood-soaked figure and the bald man's enraged face.

"Go, you motherfuckers!"the bald man roared, veins bulging from his neck as he gestured wildly toward Lucian. "Whoever gets Young Master Tony out of here safely, I'll personally give him one million dollars! But if any of you think about running away, I'll kill you myself!"

His threats echoed through the room, the promise of death hanging in the air alongside the stench of blood and fear. The guards, riled up by the offer but still terrified, gulped nervously.

They looked at one another, silently communicating their shared dread. Finally, their eyes fell on the corpse of their fallen comrade, lying in a pool of his own blood, then shifted to the unflinching form of Lucian.

Their breathing quickened, sweat beading on their foreheads. The reality of the situation crashed down on them. They were trapped between a ruthless adversary and a merciless employer, with no clear way out.

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