INICIAR SESIÓNMy brain temporarily short-circuited. My face was burning so hot I was convinced steam was about to start pouring out of my ears.‘I wouldn't mind being a pervert just for you.’???Who says that?! And with that level of absolute, unbothered confidence?"You are unbelievable," I choked out, but instead of backing away, I let my irritation override my embarrassment. I took a half-step forward, sticking my face out slightly toward him and narrowing my eyes. "Do you have a problem with my wardrobe?""I do, actually," Lucien countered smoothly, entirely unfazed as his eyes locked onto mine."And what exactly is your issue with it?""I want to see more skin," he said."Ah, you really are a pervert," I hissed. But strangely, my body didn't retreat. I stood my ground, my heart hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs, and I didn't even slap his hand away as he slowly brought it up, his thumb and forefinger gently pinching my chin to tilt my face higher."I told you, sweetheart," Luc
"It doesn't sound like you're just receiving visions, sweetheart. It sounds as if you actually lived it."I flinched, my heart skipping a violent beat. My fingers tightened against the stone railing until my knuckles turned stark white. I hadn't told him the full truth—I hadn't told him that I was a regressor who had watched the world rot for five years. If he knew I was from the future, I don't know what would happen but I have a feeling that the power dynamic would shift entirely.I forced my expression to freeze, quickly masking the panic behind a cool, detached facade."The revelation came broadly," I lied smoothly, holding his intense gaze without blinking. "When I first saw this apocalyptic future, it was a large collection of information. I didn't just see pictures. I was forced to feel the terror, the sights, and the exact mechanics of how civilization falls. I know how they move because I've felt the weight of the in my head. It's as if… I lived it myself."Lucien search
The SUV smoothly rolled past the wrought-iron security gates of the Giovanni estate.If the Onyx Club penthouse was a monument to Lucien’s modern, public-facing wealth, this place was a testament to the old-money, iron-fisted legacy of his family bloodline. Nestled on a sprawling, secluded plot of land far from the chaotic grid of the city center, the estate looked like a modern fortress disguised as a luxury manor. A high stone wall, topped with discreet security wiring and high-end surveillance cameras, snaked around the entire premises, completely cutting it off from the outside world.Daniel expertly navigated the vehicle up the long, winding cobblestone driveway lined with towering oak trees."Home sweet home," Daniel announced lazily, throwing the vehicle into park right in front of the massive, grand entrance. "No reporters, no Falcone snakes, and plenty of room for a magician slash prophet to store her baseball bats."As soon as the engine died, a pair of guards in dark
Lucien didn't say anything at first. The dark, intense gravity in his eyes lingered, absorbing the raw weight of my words. A man like him, who had built an empire on blood and intimidation, understood violence—but he understood it within the rules of a structured world. He didn't yet comprehend a world where the structures themselves were torn down and eaten alive.Slowly, he leaned back into the leather seat, his gaze shifting to the window as if trying to picture the clean, glass-and-steel skyline covered in ash and ruin."We're changing venues," Lucien said suddenly, his voice low and decisive.Daniel’s eyes flicked to the rearview mirror, tracking the shift in his boss's posture. "Not going back to the Club, boss?""No. We're heading to the family estate," Lucien muttered, a calculating look crossing his face. "The penthouse is fine for business, but we need a change of scenery. Somewhere quiet where we can map this out without any distractions.""The estate?" Daniel let out
The ride back was a stark contrast to the chaotic, adrenaline-fueled tension of the docks. I slid into the leather backseat of the SUV, letting out a long, shuddering breath as my muscles finally began to relax. I leaned my head back against the headrest, closing my eyes to soothe the lingering, dull throb behind my temples.But my quiet moment didn't last long.A sharp, digital ping echoed directly inside my mind. I opened my eyes, and a brilliant blue holographic screen materialized in my field of vision, completely invisible to the two men in the car.[System Notification: Skill Evolution]Condition Met: You have successfully activated [Foresight] more than 10 times under high-stress conditions.Skill Level Up: [Foresight: Level 1] >>> [Foresight: Level 2]Level 2 Perks Unlocked:Extended Vision: You can now see further into the future window (up to 5 minutes).Neural Stabilization: Significantly reduces physical strain and minor brain hemorrhaging upon activation.Increas
I reached the wooden table just as Victor’s hand emerged from beneath it, his trembling fingers desperately trying to position his thumb over the detonator's red button.Using my momentum, I leaped. My newly integrated muscle memory took complete control of my limbs. I spun, swinging my boot in a swift, powerful kick.Crack!The steel toe of my combat boot connected dead-on with Victor's wrist. He let out a pathetic shriek as the black detonator was violently knocked from his hand, sailing through the air and landing harmlessly in a patch of weeds yards away.Without giving him a chance to recover, I grabbed the lapels of his pinstripe suit and tackled him straight off his chair. We crashed onto the hard concrete of the dock.In a fraction of a second, I accessed my mind's inventory.[Inventory: 1x Aluminum Baseball Bat — Equip]In a seamless blur of motion, a heavy, cold aluminum bat materialized directly into my hands. I didn't waste a second, pressing the cold metal body of







